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A11472 Sacred hymns Consisting of fifti select psalms of David and others, paraphrastically turned into English verse. And by Robert Tailour, set to be sung in five parts, as also to the viole, and lute or orph-arion. Published for the vse of such as delight in the exercise of music in hir original honour. Sandys, Edwin, Sir, 1561-1629.; Tailour, Robert, fl. 1614. 1615 (1615) STC 21723; ESTC S110824 61,097 158

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SACRED HYMNS CONSISTING OF FIFTI SELECT PSALMS OF DAVID and others Paraphrastically turned into English Verse And by ROBERT TAILOVR set to be sung in Five parts as also to the Viole and Lute or Orph-arion Published for the vse of such as delight in the exercise of MVSIC in hir original honour LONDON Printed by Thomas Snodham by the assignment of the Company of Stationers 1615. 〈…〉 IN thee we live moove Lord by thee From thee pure mynds thee-knoweing light derive How then save through thy grace may wee That honour high to sing thy bliss atchieve Then thow draw vp my lowe desire And love of thee let noble thoughts inspire ETernal God! whose boundles time not led by circling sky Then former day now later leves whence wee som prime descry Whence first time gan his coorse thus parts which may arrange But thy blest time unmooving stands ay perfect void of change With thee eternal present all unknoweing first or last Deziring nothing yet to com regretting nothing past Thow infinite great Self-beĕing Lord first highest pure unmixt Vnbounded sole to all thy woorks wel-mezured bounds hast fixt That glorious Sun fair Moon and Stars finite since wee doo knowe Nor Gods themselfs and made by thee more glorious Light may shew And dread we yet who serve this Lord have prov'd his helpful might Mans Feends assalts May earth with powĕr above-celestiăl fight But Hee though world conteins and fils comprended though of none Yet gracious to his chozen train his vieu in supreme throne Their eys with light of glori ' encleerd pure blessednes prezents Abiss of ioy that thought exceeds yet woords fresh thought prevents For thow Perfection ô entire perfections all containst No good not in thee ' above thee none whole Good pure Bliss remainst What Beauties ey what mynd delight what Sweetnes drawth desire What Maiesties we high revere what Glorious states admire What Wisdom richly vests the mynd and makes it All possess Redoubling all by right-drawn shapes what Goodnes things dooth bless Diffuzing round it self from thence what Vertues noble spring By woorthi acts to cheer the world and better age to bring What Happi life our thoughts conceive for ah how small a mite Of happi life we here enioy what Ioy what deer delight What flagrant Pleasures full and mere in blessed state are found In thee great Fountain of them all united all abound From thee as beams from beautĕous Sun what evĕr is goodli seen In heavĕn or earth what rich what fair what evĕr we loveli deem And pleazed will alures from thee high Cause of All derivĕd By thyn aspect is all maintaind yea dead by thee revivĕd That all thy creatures supreme Lord thee Goodnes high define Themselfs from thee agnize to thee their praises all resign And dote we still on creatures mene in their perfections dwell Nor raize our loves towărd Him who them must thousand folds excell For as the matchles Sun though one imbuĕd with vertu high From richnes thyn in glorious walk brought round the broad-spred sky And lustring earth how poor a clod with beams and inflŭence sweet Of spĭrit sublime dooth various lifes each gracĕd with beauties meet Through land and sea disperse hence beasts hence fish each crauling thing Birds trees herbs flours fruits spices rare yea mettals deep respring All whose perfections great and mene in thousand kynds renuëd Whom thousand graces deck and yet with vertues more enduëd In Sun himself thy master-woork Cause whence they all proceed Must needs excell not beĕing as here not so hast thow decreed By matter course embas●…d empaird by distance great by site Oblique alaiĕd diversifiëd repugnant that they fight By mixtures of ten thousand forms but there they all refine Vnite in one one uniform high rich perfection shine So glorious Cause of all in thee what lifeful Light in Sun What Greatnes fair in Heavĕns dooth shine through Orbs what Beauties run What Powĕrs what Vertues nobly rich Intelligence what cleer What Wisdom Freedom Goodnes sweet in Angels blest appear What flagrant Loves what glorious Ioys Celestiăl Coorts embless In thee unite doost all in one eternally possess In infinite perfection more so sort in more sublime O purenes high whereto not mans nor Angels thoughts can clime For thow who Beeing art it self doost Beeings all contain Perfections all thence ô derivĕd more perfect there remain Then Lord from thee sith all proceed to thee in iust desire They bend at thee whence first they came Content they last require For thow First Cause Great End of all What evĕr true rest affects Perfection his what e're dooth seek what happi state expects Thee Lord ô thee it still pursŭeth som beam of bliss divine As due from bounti thyn it craves Evĕn senseles creatures thyn Through natures force inclin'd by thee woork out their Beeing best And place preserving seek But man with understanding blest And Spĭrits celestiăl strive to knowe thee ' who knowne doost Love alure Growe Knowledge Love wil growe True love dooth woorthi harts procure Thy will to woork thy Laws to keep which kept thow doost requite With high Reward with God himself Here blest with glorious sight They thee enioy to thee with love Eternal Bliss adhere O sourse of ioys Towărd which our hope unwoorthi though we rear And thee ah thee pursue Thow Lord in mortal life belowe Where hundred snares our soules beset where sin dooth all oreflowe Conduct us with thy grace and safe to life immortal bring With Angels where triumphant wee shal ay thy praises sing SACRED HYMNS PSALM 1. A description of the Righteous and their Feliciti also of the Ungodli and their Ruine in the day of Iudgement OBLESSED wight whose pure desires to stain Th'ungodli crue in vain their counseils bend In vain doo sinners ways his absence plain And scorners chairs in vain their poison spend Th'Eternals law hath rapt his whole delight Th' eternal law he muzeth day and night AS precious plant whom iuiceful veins doo fat Due fruits enrich unfading leafs doo grace The Masters ioy fair honour of the plat So righteous man whom blessings round embrace While wicked imps as rootles fruitles chaf Which whirled round the wynd seems cauze to laugh THERFORE when sovĕrain Iudge of heăvens and land By final doom shal destin to'each his place The iust shal shine and glorious senat stand When damned rout shal fly his dreadful face For righteous path th'alrighteous Lord advows But track perverse towărd dire destruction bows PSALM 2. The Prophet King DAVID though not here in the title yet elswhere in holi scripture named author of this Psalm foresheweth the vain conspiraci of the Princes of the world against Christ and his Kingdom proclaimed by God and establisbed over all the world And advizeth them therfore for their owne everlasting good to assubiect themselues to him and it WHAT graceles fears strange hates may Nations so affright Infuriate so gainst God with mad attempts to fight Gainst God and
to haue been made upon occasion of the second expedition which Saul made against David at the first instigation of the Ziphites at which time Dauid flying from the Desert of Ziph to that of Maon was in a plain there between the mountains enclosed by Saul But by reason of a sodain message that the Philistims did invade the land Saul left foloing of Dauid who so escaped HIGH Iudge of world cast doun thy rightĕous eys Attentive hear while right for iustice humbly crys Not causeles fear nor sleight of faining lips Or needles douts prezents or plot disguisĕd uprips Iust grief appeals and sentence from thy face Of thee craves due redress thou then iust plea embrace THOU oft my soule yea oft in night didst vieu When thoughts in silent rest prezent appearance true And oft my hart with firi storms hast seen Dissolv'd and trial made what dross therein hath been Nought counterfeit no palliate thing hast found What secret mynd dooth think that mouth dooth truly sound All as my woords so deeds towărd men doo frame Thy sacred woord my rule the viŏlent wrongers blame I see and shun O still my feet contain In rightĕous paths stil hands from acts not iust restrain THEE Lord I call for sure thou wilt me hear Ah then receive the plaint which faithful soule dooth rear Divide thy acts display thy mercies free Thou Saviour of thy Saints from those who them and thee With wicked hate attempt as light of ey Me fenced under Lord thy shadŏing wing let fly There let me rest there safe from impious crue My deadli foes protect who circling rage renue My strength to wast my life to earth to bring Engrosd with fat and proud out thundring threats doo ring AS Lion fierce with ireful hunger whet Flings out his prey to seek which ioious having met Stands foming rage or else as Lions whelp Who coucheth close in cave his strength with sleight to help Nor bold nor yet afraid so Lord my foes Now round with ramping troops our ways and walks enclose Prezenting death and now with spiteful ey Doun-cast dissembling leer advantage to espy THEN Lord arize and with encounter swift Affront their savage looks and bloud since is their drift Midst wicked troops that bloud may bloud repay To save us by thy hand with swoord mowe doun thy way SO Lord from men my grieving soule enfree From men of baser world who here we beast-like see In fading life their portion all possess And panches vile their God from thy rich storehouse bless Like sire like son same coorse their ofspring runs Ful gorge themselues what 's left that to their infants comes BVT I by faith in rightĕous life shal vieu Thy gracious face And when thy powĕr shal death subdue Awakened Lord eternal glorious sight Of semblance thyn me like shal fill with pure delight PSALM 19. The Almighti Lord beeing made knowne to the World by his glorious woorks amongst which the Sun for beauti and power is eminent and moreover beeing attained to by menes of his Law and gracious Woord the vertues and happi effects whereof are mani and memorable DAVID praieth as wel for remission of secret as for preseruation from presumptuous transgressions of that diuine Law that so secured from final defection himself and his deuotions may be accepted of God his Redeemer THE heăvens declare the glori ' of God that worlds great arch foorth-tels His handi woork we are himself who thousand heăvens excels Both day to day resounds these woords and night to night inures This knowelege high which vieuing ey to muzing mynd assures No speach no language under sky which hath not heard their voice Their woords through earth to ends of world run rulĕd with glorious noise HE here the Sun in bour hath placĕd the Sun like bridegrome brave Who coming foorth like Giant stout to run his race dooth crave His course from utmost end of heăven he takes and round amain By mighti compas to ' utmost end of heăven returns again His glistĕring rays all guild the world no less his quicning heat What earth what air what sea containth cheers up with comfort great GODS law is perfect soules to him restoring it betakes His testimoni ' is sure in woork and wise evĕn children makes Gods iustifyĭngs are sound and straight to raize the hart with ioy His mandates cleer from clouded eys to chase their dark annoy The fear of God is pure and keeps from dire corruption free His iudgements all as true and iust of heăvens adored bee More woorth desire then treasures huge of pearl and finest gold More sweet then sweetest food which Bee in curious cels dooth hold THEN Lord behold thy servant warn'd to keep thy law dezires Dezires thy law to keep which kept to high reward aspires Then thow inspire thy grace and Lord for who his falts can knowe To clenze my stains through sins unknowne thy gracious merci showe But strange presumptŭous sins keep off that those may never raign So from the great defecting sin I cleer shall ay remain And so my woords from humble lips my thoughts from thankful hart Thou shalt accept O Lord my strength redeemer myn that art TREBLE THe heăvens de clare the glori of God that worlds greatarch foorth tels His handi woork we are him self who thousand heăvens ex cels Both day to day re sounds these woords and night to night in ures This knowelege high which vieuing ey to muzing mynd as sures No speach no language under sky which hath not heard their voice Their woords through earth to ends of world run rulĕd with glorious noise BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 20. The praier of the faithful people of God for the safeti and victori of their King going foorth vnto war recorded by King DAVID himself IN day of troŭble ô woorthi king God cheer thee thence high valure spring And mighti name of Iacobs Lord Protect from stroke of hostile swoord That day from sacred throne to thee On Angels wings aid heăvenli flee And strength by prostrate Church implor̆ed From Sĭon●… great Ark be fresh restorĕd THY praiĕr stil pierce his gracious ears As pious soule it humbly rears Thy gifts his eys benign receave And offrings burnt all cinders leave His light illustrate so thy face So favour his thy ways entrace That wish of hart that woork of brain Succesful end stil blest attain THVS wee enfreed from feard annoy For s●…feti thyn our deerest ioy All thankful shall Gods praises sing And glorious name to heavĕns upring Yea when thy praiĕrs his powĕr performs And thee victorious ô returns We banners ensigns of his praise And trophes to ' his great name wil raize O FAITH assurĕd inspyrd from high Now knowe I God evĕn God drawth nigh Our King the Lords anointed deer Celestial sanctuări dooth hear There see I aid diuine decreed To save his persŏn in hours of need There Victori by Gods right hand By powĕr gainst which
slander wait THUS slave to passions vyld thou livĕst and I have silent been Whence yet more impious like thy selfe evĕn mee thou didst esteem But I not like to thee at length thy iust reproof have sent And ougli sins to fearful eys wil all aray prezent Consider this ô ye who God and Gods pure law neglect Least unrepenting harts I rend when none can them protect Who incense sweet of thankful praise sends up me right adores And rightĕous life who leads from fall to bliss my grace restores PSALM 51. King DAVID reprooved from God by the Prophet Nathan for his grievous sin with Bathsheba leaveth in this Psalm an excellent pattern of an hart truly repentant returning to the service of God and care of his people MY sinful soule arraind of twofold gilt Of Spouse-bed wrongd of bloud ah fouly spilt With saddest grief in tears imbrynd repents And wailed crimes at mercies feet prezents O sourse of grace whence seas of mercies flowe Release my gilt and love returning shewe MY gilt releasd then clenze my soule from stain From stain which sin behynd stil makes remain And nue sin breeds But since my pensiue sight Sin gilt and stain stil wound by day by night With sour remorse since them I Lord deplore Ah cure them Lord and rightĕous grace restore NO mortal law dooth me transgressour make Thy law divine whose iustice heăvens dooth shake Thee supreme Iudge sole thee my sin offends Whose piercing vieu to secretst thoughts extends Ah evĭl I Lord in thy pure eys have doon So iust reproof so iudgement right is com WHAT shal I plead of sin defiled mass From sin who com through sin to death must pass From mould deformd lo form I first receiv'd And mother frail in sin warm life conceiv'd But thow in soules thyn owne true form dezirĕst And wisdom deep it to restore inspirĕst AND thus I stood but now orethrowne by sin Deformd defyld ah Lord let grace begin Recure to woork with spring with hysop thyn So scour this soule more white then snowe to shyn And comfort Lord ô ioy now make me hear That bruz̆ed bones returning strength may cheer REMOOVE my sins from thy offended ey And cancel all my falts Hear once my cry Clean hart crëate right spir̆it in mee renue Then wavĕring mynd with heăvenli stay endue Ah cast not off griev'd breaker of thy law Nor HOLI SPIRĭT soules sovĕrain life withdraw Restore the ioy of thy sweet saving grace And sins bond powĕr with thy free spir̆it displace THEN erring soules my thankful zele shal burn Thy ways to teach who glad to thee shal turn And then my song but bloud keep Lord away My saving Lord thy iustice shal display Sole thou my lips once open Lord again And ioiful mouth shal sacred praise proclaim IF sacrifice thy powĕr divine might please If offrings burnt thy burning wrath appeaze What would I spare but nought in heăven obtains Beasts life in man while beastlike mynd remains Man 's owne griev'd spir̆it is Gods best sacrifice His sighs his tears doost ne're iust Lord despize THEN ô return ô bless stil Sion deer Ierusalems stil lingring wals uprear With cleered harts then wee in legal rites Iust sacrifice wherein great God delights Shal bring yong buls at altars side shal bleed And offrings burnt th'undying flames refeed PSALM 67. A praier of the Church unto God to be gracious unto mankynd and to enlarge his blessed Kingdom over all the world whence happines both earthli and celestial shall ensue as hath been fulfilled by the coming of Christ. BE gracious Lord Let cleerly shine The beauties of thy blisful face That earth may see thy ways divine And nations all thy saving grace Let people bless thy sacred name Let people all renoum the same ALL wo exil'd let ioy return For thow who right doost still protect Shalt iudge them who for iustice moorn And erring nations here direct Let people praize thy glorious name Let people all adore the same THEN shall the earth as fild with love Hir gifts in great abundance poure And God our God from heavĕn above His choisest blessings richly shoure God shall vs bless and vtmost lands Shal all submit them to his hands PSALM 68. King DAVID having assembled the flour of all Israel to conduct the Ark of God with solemniti to mount Sion the chozen place of rest which was the occasion and is the argument of this Psalm beginneth his march with those sacred woords uzed by Moses alwaies at the remooving of the Ark in the wilderness Then with great exultation celebrateth both the Maiesti and the Goodnes of God as toward mankynd in general so especially toward his peculiarly elected race drawn from servitude and placed in great prosperiti Afterward prosecuting the occasion he setteth foorth the great honour of Sion thus chozen to be the onli seat of Gods aspectable presence amongst his people And upon the consideration of this triumphant ascending of Gods Ark beeing his Sanctuari upon earth he breaketh out into a prophetical description of the Ascension of our Saviour the Lord of that Ark into the celestial Sanctuari whereof that terrestrial was a shado and figure from thence to pour blessings of deliveri from death and of salvation upon mankynd to subdue all his enimies and once again to reduce that selected people from dispersion and miseri Lastly touching by the way the manner of the marching of the Ark he concludeth with a praier to God for the preserving of his people and repressing of their enimies that so forain lands may assubiect also themselfs to God whom finally he exhorteth all the kingdoms of the world to woorship LET pleaze our God to ărize that enĭmies his disband And hating foes in hated flight be chas'd by mighti hand As smoke strong wynds doo drive as fire dooth wax consume So shalt thou sweep them from thy face so wast them all to fume Then shall the rightĕous mynds whose hopes on God depend Reioice in him and thankful shouts to heavĕns high coort upsend SING ô sing praise to God advance that glorious name Th' Eternal Selfbeĕing Lord who mounts on heavĕns high arched frame Prepare make plain his way who o're alpestrious place Coms marching towărd his seat elect triumph before his face Not hee neglecting man despizing mortal care In sacred throne resides not so but chyld of parents bare Him Father fynds him wido Iudge he prison̆er frees To sole an house to rebel race dry parched soil decrees WHEN Captain thow ô God thy troops from Pharaŏs thrall Victorious ledst through deserts wyld when march'dst before them all The mooving sea stood still th'unmooving earth it shakĕd The heavĕns at presence thyn dropt sweat fore thee mount Sinai quakĕd All Israĕls God did dread Thow then with bountĕous rain Didst chozen land enrich didst strength exhaust repair again HERE thow a seat for thyn thy poor despized bands A seat preparĕdst where ioious dwell and rule should neighbour lands
might get ani dominion over him And where it had pleazed God by private message to cauze David to be anointed King over Israel and on that promise to rely for which his proud enimies did deride and persue him he praieth God to be myndful and confirm that woord that having how to answer the reproaching him with that trust the shame might redound upon his scorning adversaries From whose oppression also he praieth now at length to be delivered that walking at liberti he might freely apply and exercise the law of God and good men might freely also associate themselves unto him And for observance of the divine law for the time to com he maketh here a solemn vow unto God whom he humbly withall praieth to accept that and other free offrings of his mouth vows praiers and praises beeing all he could offer Finally he concludeth with the sum of his suit the gift of understanding and freedom from his enimies that his life beeing continued he might praize the goodnes of God who now beeing chased out by Saul and wandring up and doun like a sheep that had straied yet did not ne could forget Gods commandments whose favour he again imploreth to give end to that extremiti This Psalm for the woorthines thus largely abridged remaineth a cleer mirrour of the godli hart of David which cauzed him to be a man after the hart of God and to wear the honour of that incomparable title ALEPH. O BLESSED they who men upright in mynd and way In Gods pure law delight his sacred will obey Yea blessed who embrace his woord that witnes true And God their sovĕrain good with flaming harts pursue Such men sure sin decline in paths divine proceed Them careful hold which held have high reward decreed O THEN fith thow so strait thy hests to keep hast chargĕd My ways were so addresd my feet so Lord enlargĕd As free thy steps to trace no blot shal mee distain No shame confound on thee while fixt myn eys remain Right hart thy praise shal sound for law of iustice taught Which learnd I le keep at length reduce me ô to thought BETH VVHEREWITH may careles youth his falti paths amend If heedful by thy woord he them to guid attend Ah Lord with hart entire I thee have truly sought O let not straying soule with trains of vice be caught Long I thy precious laws have treasŭred in my hart To purge out sin Blest Lord stil teach that sacred art REMEMBER Lord my lips and not unthankful tong How free thy woord have taught how glad thy praise have song How deer delight I take in way from heavĕn declarĕd Vain ioys breeds world of wealth with these true ioys comparĕd With muzing mynd I vieu and still thy law admire Nor sight gives end to search nor search to sweet desire GIMEL THIS gift this favour Lord on servant thyn bestowe That live I may and live thy saving grace to knowe Yea sacred woord to keep Then thow myn eys unsele And wonders of thy law to groping mynd revele I stranger rome on earth my seat with thee abides O hide not heavĕnli way which to thy presence guids DESIRE my soule consumes stil muzing on that path Which pride derides dead pride devowd to firi wrath But thou repell their scorns Ah zele to sacred law From Princes seats did griev'd unprinceli censures draw Yet still I still thy woord in studious thoughts renue Sole solace in my griefs in douts adviser true DALETH MY humbled soule to dust prostrate on earth dooth cleve Remynd thy woord and up revived servant heve My hart my state and ways to thee I did unfold Thou heard'st with grace then still me precepts thyn enrold In faithful brest direct Discloze thy beauteŏus way And moorning soule recheerd thy merveils let display REMOOVE by-paths of lys thy trueth hath been my choise Thy law my mirrour O make cleer thy gracious voice And foloĕr of thy woords grant through that favour high Be nor asham'd to live nor Lord afraid to dy Yea when my narroĕd hart shal noble grace enlarge Base lets despiz'd I 'le run what race thy mandates charge HE. GREAT Guid of men my feet address in righteŏus way My feet by thee addrest which ne're from thee shal stray Recleer my dimmed mynd sweet beauti of thy laws To vieu which vieud from hart like love abundant draws Thus hart deiect erect thy rizing paths to clime Thy woord my high delight in raized thoughts to shrine BUT from unwoorthi gain from vain aspects which fire Unwari brests disturn myn eys and frail desire And quickĕn me in thy way Ah to thy servant true Devoted to thy fear thy roial woord renue So feard reproach discharge with iudgements iust recheer The fainting soule which longs thy statutes to endeer VAV LET then thy mercies deer salvătion favours high Foretold by gracious woord at length great Lord draw nigh That those who mee reproach depending thus on thee Confounded quite their scorns my glori high may see Mene while let woord so true towărd him not wholy sleep Who trusts in thy decree still still thy law wil keep AND keeping thus thy law abroad I 'le boldly walk And of thy woord fore kings undanted freely talk O King of kings thou thow my love and sole delight Thy hests my ioy on them I still defix my sight Towărd them my hands I 'le raize to act what they require Who sole possess my thoughts command my chief desire ZAIIN THEN myndful of thy speach thou Lord stil true and iust Shine foorth sith in that woord hast causd thy servant trust Sole this to grieved mynd sweet comfort still derives This pressed state supports this dulled sprites revives The proud both it and mee with scorns profane deride Nor pride nor scorns profane from thee can mee divide FOR iudgements thyn of old my muzing thoughts revieu Which mee secure but ah stil horror then renue When ends of lawles men my pityĭng mynd foresees But I in pilgrim life stil singing thy decrees In silent night with ioy revolving Lord thy name Thy statutes keep which kept these ioys in mee enframe CHETH MY portion Lord art thow my thankful mynd resolv'd Thy woords to keep hir cares on thee hath all devolv'd And hart with fervent suit thy gracious face hath sought Let then those mercies shine which gracious woord hath taught For strait my earthli ways with vieu unpartial eyd Delay cut off I glad to heavĕnli coorse applyd THIS worldlings hate procures whose troops make me their prey Nor hate of world nor wrongs me from thy paths can fray Thou witness Night whose midst with thanks me rize dooth hear Gods iudgements iust to bless thou Day which God who fear His laws who love my deer companions all doost see Thow then whose grace earth fils thow Lord my leader bee TET I MUST confess my Lord that graciously with mee As was thy woord hast dealt ô grant from passions free With sence and science
right thy servant still esteem For evĕn afflictions all I now thy favours deem Which straying soule reducĕd who since beleeves thy law Thow good and good who doost still me to goodnes draw THE proud with conscious gilt have lys gainst mee devizĕd I careful kept thy woord that kept their lys despizĕd Their harts hath tallo ' obdurĕd thy hests are my delight And since thy chastning hand my humbled soule aright In wisdoms school hath framĕd more deer thy laws I hold Then streams of silver fine then hils of purest gold IOD THY hands me made and formd reform thy servant Lord And understanding give which sin may make abhor'd Thy iudgements all are iust I knowe in faithful trueth And for my good thy love thus scurged hath my youth But now let promis'd grace with comfort shine that they Who fear thee knowĕing my case thy praise may glad display YEA let thy mercies shour and weariĕd soule refresh That withĕring hart revivĕd may life from thee confess Let pride ashamĕd remain to seek my causeles bane Whose harmles thoughts thy law their sole delight doo frame Let zelers of thy hests to mee themselves adioin And clenze my hart that shames sad scandal none eloin CAPH MY long erected soule stil looking for thy grace Thy woord stil trusting now bends doun hir fainting face Consumed are my spir̆its consumĕd my waiting eys Like bottle parch'd with smoke my self now self despize Yet still beleeve thy woord thy precepts still apply How mani rest my days when draw thy comforts nigh AND when shal I my Lord see swoord of iustice draw Gainst proud persuing foes who pits not so thy law For righteŏus steps have delvĕd Ah hate the most uniust Thow then whose hests are trueth my life neer trod to dust If still thy law I love if mercies thyn attend In merci keep which kept I 'le in thy service spend LAMED THY woord forevĕr great Lord in heavĕns enthronĕd remains Thy woord which all did make and all things made sustains Thy trueths through age to age with stedfast coorse proceed Stands peized earth ne mooves by thee so Lord decreed Thus lo as thow ordainĕdst they all this day persist Thy servants all to act what e're thy iudgements list MY woes had mee consumĕd had solace in thy law Not cheerd that hart which nought can e're from thence withdraw For thyn I am ô thyn preserve from wicked swoord Which dogs my life who live in studyĭng Lord thy woord In tracing Lord thy ways O ways of widening ioys When else perfections all see fretting time destroys MEM. VVHAT Lord what heat my soule with sacred love inspires Of law divine what powĕr thus rapts my strong desires All day to quicned cares to pozed thoughts at night It self prezents stil shines high mynds admired light A light whose rays infuzĕd more sciĕnt me make and sage Then teachers books wit foes or gray experience age O LAW my thoughts delight desire those mandates pure Lawgiver great to pleaze dooth wari feet inure All sinful ways to shun thy woords high paths to hold Makes iudgements thyn observe which sacred rols have told Yea sweetest iuice my tast not so with sweetnes feeds As woord which wisdom true vyld falshoods hate imbreeds NVN. THY woord a lamp divine fair star that leads the day To paths obscure dooth shine and guids to heavĕnli way And I by sacred vow a vow in heavĕns enrold Stand bound and rest resolv'd that woords iust rules to hold Afflictions mee extreme bere doun let promis'd grace Revive me ' ô then I pray poor lips frank gifts embrace MY soule see still in hand stands prest away to fly Such snares my life beset yet still thy hests I ey Can not thy Law forget O teach me Lord thy ways Thy woord since all my state sole ioy my hart to raize And thow my sovĕrain good since soule entire I bend Thy will to doo in this lifes breth extreme to spend SAMECH THY Law I deerly love mans vain conceipts despize Thow refuge myn and shield whose woord my waiting eys Stil holds in hope Avant avant then crue profane Gods mandates iust I 'le keep sole thow my hope from shame The hope thy speach hath raiz'd with life persuĕd defend Savĕd lifes so whole delight I 'le in thy statutes spend AND lo transgressours proud whose fraud shal self deceive Thyn earths inutil load of grace whom doost bereave As basest mire doun trod as dross with purging fire Consumĕd shal sole remain sad marks of heavĕnli ire Therfore thy woord I love in love yet quake with fear When iudgements thyn I vieu yea hair dire horrours rear HAIIN IRIGHT and iust have wrought thy law hath been my guid Abandon then me not t'uniust oppressing pride But intercede with help my sureti ' and witnes true And failing eys with strength of rightĕous speach renue Thy servant I deer Lord thy servant not forsake Give sciĕnce thy hests me teach and to thy favour take THUS I thy will shal knowe But time for thee great Lord For thee to woork whose laws of lawles mynds abhord Quite now they would displace I Lord so much the more Bove finest gold them prize thee fountain iust adore Their vertues high admire in all things alwaies right And falshoods ways perverse all spurn with iust despite PE. SO mervĕilous shines thy woord in powĕr in wisdom high In goodnes that my soule with wingd desire dooth fly And pant it to attain Lo then thy sacred light I folo Lord with ioy since understanding bright Disclozĕd evĕn simple mynds it gives Thow mee with grace Aspect as those who thee in highth of loves doe place AND first my steps so guid in path of heavĕnli woord That sins dark powĕr decay Then mee with Iustice swoord From mans oppression free free man thy ways I 'le trace O thow thy servant teach And with thy gracious face Cheer up my grieved eys whence streaming tears doo thrill To see unthankful man neglect thy saving will TZADE HIGH Iudge of worlds from whom pure Iustice doun dooth flowe Whose law worlds perfect rule whose woord hid trueth makes knowe And iudgements all are right thou these with charge severe Hast man enioind to keep that mee griev'd zele dooth wear To see my foes forget thy speach proclaim'd above Thy speach which pure as heavĕns drawth up thy servants love I SMALL and am despizĕd thy precepts yet apply Which mirrour true of thee which rule derivĕd from high Of iustice firmly pitcht of never changing right In toils in grasping griefs stil yield me sweet delight Sole thow my dazeling mynd pure lights eternal spring Illuminate which light shalt life eternal bring KOPH PROSTRATE with ardent hart with tear-distilling eys I call I cry ô thow who iust complaints despize Nor doost nor canst thou hear and save him who thy hests And witnest will wil keep if undefilĕd requests Morns dawning oft if oft my waking thoughts prevent Nights watches towărd thy woord
who thee attend abasing shame depress Depress it those thy law who causeles ah transgress INLIGHTEN Lord my soule so with thy guiding grace That I thy trueth may fynd and found may firm embrace Revele thy paths divine ô thow my Saviŏur deer To thee perennal hope eternal love adhere THOSE gracioŭs mercies Lord which from thy goodnes spring And ay thy woorks orespred to myndful presence bring And from thy sight remoove the wyldnes of my youth The sins age more mature with sad remorse presŭeth O thow who goodnes art evĕn for that goodnes sake With merci mee behold so soules iust grief asslake MOST righteŏus gracious Lord He sinners shew'th his way To humble mynds myld spir̆its his iustice will display All trueth yea merci all his paths to them remain His witnest will who seek and covĕnant great maintain Then for thy gracious name propitiŏus mee behold My sin ah Lord how great in merci great upfold THRISE happi man whose hart Gods sacred fear endues For him shal grace direct to bliss right way to chooze And here his soule at ease midst blessings rich shal sit And goods wel got secure to childrens seed transmit These heavĕnli leaug partake yea misteries high conceald From worldli wits to them from heavĕn shal be reveald O THEN my waiting eys on God stil fixed bee For hee from snaring net my feet wil rightĕous free Turn then at length thy face in bliss who sitst on high Since poor abandond wretch to onli thee dooth fly Ah Lord as wave dooth wave so wo dooth wo pursue As day dooth day fresh griefs so griefs forepast renue But thow my streits my pain my labours Lord respect And on my sins their cause ah merci Lord reflect BEHOLD my raging foes how thick their musters growe Whose poisĕned gals uncausd with bittĕrest hate oreflowe But thow Preserver great my soule from force uniust My face from shame protect who livĕst my onli trust My onli trust and hope on safegard none I build Save what myn upright cause and goodnes thyn shal yield These then my gardiăns stand And thow benign with mee Thyn Israĕl deer great Lord from pressures all enfree PSALM 32. DAVID here out of the sence of his owne experience teacheth that he is happi to whom God in merci imputeth not his sins which merci is obteined by seazonable confessing them must be continued by thankfully reforming our lifes which shall be accompanied with true ioy of spirit THE blessed man whom spring of boundles grace With mercies ey a Father-iudge dooth vieu Whose crimes and guilt with pardon free efface Foul stains orehele so pristin shape renue Yea thrice he blest whom who Creatour kynd All perfect framĕd declynd dooth not forsake Dooth not his sins impute and darkned mynd Dischargĕd of guile to iustice dooth awake I WHILST my sin in silent brest conceald Benumbd asham'd at length with sicnes scurgĕd My bones consum'd and roars sharp grief reveald Which tiring pain my strength now tired urgĕd Thy grievous hand stil presd me day and night Nor Sun could cheer nor darknes rest prezent On faded face deaths name seemd palenes write So native iuice unnative heat had spent ADVIS'D I then to thee my sins confesd In vain conceald bade idle vail adieu I said Be now to God my falts expresd Who guilt from soule strait plague from corps withdrew OGRACIOVS Lord therfore our hopes abound And godli men excited by these fruits In time accepted when thou maist be found With faithful harts shal bring their needful suits And thow benign from worlds tempestŭous seas Wilt them remoove and mee my hiding place Preservĕd from wrack dischargĕd of streit unease Withioious crys of freedom round embrace THEN I who e're Gods service doost profess Wil make thee sciĕnt what paths thou must ascend What dounfals shun how errors to redress And guiding ey thy cariage shall attend BVT men by kynd transform not into guise Of sturdi horse or more unthankful mule Whose brutish brests no mutŭal duties prize Sole sharpest bits their mouths from mischief rule THE wicked hart whole swarms of woes shal seaze Of help without within of rest deprivĕd While faithful soule who gracious Lord shal pleaze With mercies fencĕd with ioys shal be revivĕd THEN rightĕous mynds divorce your careful fear Gods woord who trust shout out with sounds of ioy His ways who walk your hopeful heads vprear Your light appears sad darknes to destroy PSALM 34. The Prophet DAVID to escape the cruel hands of King Saul beeing forced to fly to a neighbour King of the Philistims where the qualiti and woorth of his person beeing to his great danger discovered he counterfeited himself distract and so was driven from thence and closely returned to the confines of his countri whether his frends and other distressed persons assembled to him here he yieldeth to God solemn thanks for this strange deliveri encouraging withal and instructing his associats to serve God who never faileth to protect his Righteous servants from mischief neither yet to destroy their persecutours By the way is interlaced a proph●…ci of the not breaking of ani one Bone of our Sauiours who was the veri pattern and perfection of Righteousnes THE Lord for evĕr with humblest ioy my thankfulst thoughts shalbless In him my soule triumph my mouth his glorious praise express Let myld righteŏus mynds earths Saints with gladnes hear this praise Yea all vnite harts spir̆its and sounds to heăvens his name to raize When chasĕd from home in strangers land midst Hethen crue I moornd And sought my God my sighs he heard and safely mee returnd That mee his Saints example great shal cheerful ay recite This poore man cryd the Lord him heard and freed from hostile spite O THOUGHT-surmounting grace to earth from heăvenli host descends Gods Angel great and servants his as rampire round defends Then tast and see how good the Lord how sweet his merci flowes How blest the man who trusts in him on him vow'd love bestowes And ye Gods Saints his fear maintain when liŏns through hunger wast Yet scarsenes none of no thing good sour want his servants tast O COM deer children listen well while Gods true fear I teach How life to win how length of days in happiĕst state to reach Thy tong from venŏmed woords refrain thy lips let shun deceipt Decline from evĭl doo good seek peace this this be thy retreit The eys of God with pleazing vieu the rightĕous race behold Their suits his gracious ears attend ful deer their lifes are sold But countĕnance stern the mighti Lord gainst proud malfactors bends And cursed names corrupted seed from earths fair bosom rends TRUE servants plaints ●…ust Lord dooth hear their tears and fears dicharge Their contrite harts enanguisht spi●…its from pressures streit enlarge Afflictions great it 's true ful oft most righteŏus Man endures God rids them all and in their midst his bones from brack assures No bone of His shal broken be
From less but better store with pitying helpful hand His wanting neighbour frames Gods goodnes t' understand For where Gods blessing rests possessions long shal last As curse divine at once bud branch and root dooth wast WHERE God mans way dooth pleaze mans steps he stable makes Yea fallĕn with succŏring hand from ground unbruzed takes I have been yong am old yet never knew the iust Forsaken quite ne're saw his seed in lothed dust Sit craving food but still his courteŏus nature lends And God his blessing deer to children all extends THEN thus thy thoughts conclude thyn hart see first be pure Fly sin good deeds apply so so dwel ay secure For righteŏus Lord loves right he free from wavĕring change From Saints belovĕd dooth ne're his eys serene estrange But safe through his defence while impious houses fall They ancient land possess there dwell for ever shall THE righteŏus man whose mynd cald up from earthli thought Erect on high with love of heavenli law is fraught From harts abundance speaks His mouth with wisdom floweth In talk of iudgement grave glad time his tong bestoweth He nevĕr shall slip For though th'uniust maligner watch Both woords and ways his life in deadli snare to catch Yet shall not rightĕous Lord him leve in wicked hand Ne when his iudgement coms condemned let him stand SO thow ô vertuŏus soule thy patient mynd retain And heavĕnli ways insist in heavĕn thy hopes remain Thy God shal thee exalt the land shal rest thyn owne When vndermining wretch thyn ey shal see orethrowne THESE eys of myn have seen th'uniust like self-sprung tree With arms all gay disspred in floŭrishing beauti glee But see the end he past and lo away was gone The vanisht man I sought but nues returned none Now vieu the upright man observe his sweet encrease His small in more his war stil ends in endles peace Not so defectours proud who marks of heavĕnli ire At once destroyd shal nevĕr to end dezirĕd aspire BVT from the righteŏus Lord stil saving grace descends Which servants his from wrack in needful hours defends For God shal them protect protect from hate uniust Hee save them since in him they chooze to place their trust PSALM 40. The Prophet DAVID an Ancester and Type of Christ in his thankful meditations of Gods former merci toward him passeth from thence into a profound admiration of the divine grace whereby the imperfection of the legal sacrifices beeing abolished Christ their perfection was to succeed a true accomplisher and teacher of righteousnes So returneth to crave the continuance of Gods merci in his present miseri drawn on or renued by menes of Sauls persecution as it seemeth not yet determined LONG patient hope Gods pleasure did attend At length he ear to grievŏus cry did bend And wretch forlorn who help now no where knew From miri clay of yelling hole updrew UPDRAWN my feet on stateli rock he placĕd My steps made firm so now with nue song gracĕd Praise praise t' our God my thankful glori sounds Which echŏing voice with thundring ioy rebounds For thousands who revieu my late distress Which revĕrent trust towărd God cheerd harts address THEN blessed hee the Lord who makes his trust Nor glorious pride whom self-loves charming lust Misdraws from God which fauning ey respects Nor thoughts on liĕrs fond failing hopes reflects O LORD my God thy gracious thoughts towărd man Are wondrous deep I would but no way can Or thankful them to thee in ray prezent Or count to men their store and vast extent WISDOMS abiss thyn owne ordeined rites Now sacrifice now offring no delights To thee can yield myn ears hath nüer law So piercĕd that thoughts towărd nobler obiect draw Not sinles beast nor mene-esteemed life In flames consum'd may ere compose the strife Wherein mans sin Iustice divine persuĕth Not so thy grace not so mans bliss renuĕth WEAK shades give place Then said I Lo I com Here Lord On mee thy blessed will be doon Sith sacred roll of everlasting book For mee hath taught worlds waiting eys to look THY blessed will sole scope of prudent thought Iust actions rule my pleazing cares haue sought To knowe and doo thy law in faithful hart Entresŭred liĕth thence never shall depart NOT silent lips nor yet vnthankful brest Thy goodnes Lord thou knowĕst have e're supprest Thy trueth my talk thy saving grace my song Thy bounties rich my not conceling tong Hath loud proclaim'd thy iustice mercies deer Assemblies great from faithful teacher hear THEN Lord ô then thy kyndnes not withhold Thy trueth my stay in merci still infold Distressed soule whose eys lift up on high Thee only thee their comfort can descry Thrung numberles of evĭls me wretch embrace My sins and pains so grasp my frighted face That failing hart their vieu can not endure Who thick as hair ten thousand griefs procure PLEAZE Lord at length my thralled life to free Relieve the soule who succour sole from thee Awaits make speed And blushing shame confound All those whose hate me seeks with mortal wound On earth to lay yea put to shameful flight Them in my ill who place their deer delight Who laugh my tears take pleasure in my pain Ah dire decay their shames reward remain BVT comfort sweet and sacred ioy refill Them all whose mynds conformd to heăvenli will Thy mercies seek saluation thyn dezire High spir̆it them ay t' extol thy name inspire NOW I a poor throwne-doun afflicted wight Yet hope on God protectour of my right And knowe on me my Lord wil one day think Ah cease delay least hart in sorroes sink PSALM 42. The Psalmist it seemeth David vnder Sauls persecution bewaileth with much passion his constrained absence from Gods presence in his Ark and Tabernacle and after a sharp combate of soule with mani deiecting afflictions in fine getteth above them by the strength of his faith and hope in God AS chased Hart with drouth enraged first Then ioid with hope towărd watri streams dooth bray So Lord my soule my panting soule dooth thirst At lifes high spring hir restles love to stay AH life of lifes when shall that ioying sight Of presence thyn reioice my ioyles ey Whom now salt teares are food to day and night While chasing foes Where 's now thy God stil cry SWEET-sour revieu my hart through eys distils How earst high ioys midst marching troop I broacht And sacred House whom beauteŏus presence fils With songs and praise in festivĕst guise approacht WHY then ô why my sad deiected mynd Should troubled thoughts thee restles now torment Ah thankful wait stil gracious Lord shalt fynd In bands of woes release who al-times sent YET Lord my soule behold stil dampt with grief While Iordans reeds while Hermons rocs she hants While Iuri mounts affoord their poor relief Remembrance thyn where melting hart redants SEE gulf of woes nue gulf stil duely cals Thy thunders roar thy fires com streaming doun And raging storm
mouths gainst heavĕn dead curse upbound THESE sights Gods folk to grievous thoughts reduce To whom full cups of mingled bitter geer Are wringd Dooth Heavĕn say they knowe earths abuse Or mortals coorse dooth powĕr immortal steer But vieu these men the heavĕnli leaug who shun Earths shame mans wrong see how in calmest peace Devoid of storm here lengthned race they run They health stil keep stil wealth and powĕr encrease IN vain then I ah all in vain have sought With careful thoughts my hart from stain to cleer In vain my hands in worthiĕst actions wrought Themselves to God in purenes washt doo rear For as stern sires their sons of sweet of life With sour reproofs and bitter strokes bereve With mee so griefs so blowes are daily rife Ne ioy sharp fits of mornli chastment leve BUT ô my God should I these thoughts embrace Should mazed soule illusions these entrance Lo impious wrong gainst thee gainst happiĕst race Of children thyn I faithles should advance PERPLEXED I then sought this dout t' untwine But ah in vain stil tangled stood my wit At length I piercĕd the Sanctuări divine There learnd mens ends then then the knot unknit SURE wicked men aloft on slippĕri brows Thy hand dooth place with greater noise to fall Doun headlong rush they vain fly faithles vows How soon how sore thy frights their ioys appall MUCH like as dream unguided fanci fils With shapes untrue which wakened all are gone So when thou stirst their image Lord it spils Their pompous shews despiz'd from world are flowne THUS whilĕst my soule on bitter grief did bite While thorni thoughts my fuming hart did wound As brutified my mynd had lost hir light Yea groveling beast I in thyn eys was found YET still was thyn and thyn shal ay abide By right hand takĕn thou staidst me with thy grace Thy counseil mee in beautĕous way shal guid And lastly safe in happiĕst glori place FOR whom can heavĕn whom earth save thee display In whom or ioy or rest my soule might fynd O spring of life when flesh when hart decay Towĕr partage thow eternal standst assignd LO Creatures strangĕd to thee Crëatour great Alegiance due who faithles soules deny Shal fail who thee of spouzed love defeat Adultring harts in ireful vengeance dy THAT good for mee estrangĕd from pleazing sin With God sole spring of pure delights to dwell There fixt to rest My trust then ioy in him His gracious woorks my thankful hart foorth-tell PSALM 82. ASAPH vieuing the corruption and insufficienci of Iudges in his time admonisheth them that God is present in their assemblies whose office they execute counseleth reprooveth and putteth them in mynd of their ends And seeing the Land by their falt was now all out of frame he praieth God to exercize his right of iudging the whole world himself THE Sovĕrain Lord whence iustice all derives Who mesur̆ed powĕr to earthli Lords divides His Senate of his presence nevĕr deprives Th' immortal Iudge mongst mortal Gods resides Sith iudgement's his how dare ye iustice wynd To scurge the good while miscreănts favour fynd THE poor ye should the weak the orphane free From wicked strength stil bending to oppress But ignorance ah not for high degree And vainest thoughts your darkned mynds possess Thus ruled coorse of all things turn'd awry Makes trembling earth to heavĕns for iustice cry ISTYL'D you Gods who Gods earth-ruling place As glorious sons of supreme Lord doo hold But dy ye shal as men of menest race As foregone Princes now resolv'd to mold And rize great Lord thy iudging right resume O're nations all whom tyrants wrongs consume PSALM 84. King David who in great likelihood was author of this Psalm and at such time as he was either driven from Sion by Absalom or withheld by the necessiti of som war far off displaieth here his great longing love toward the Temple and solemn service of God there performed accounteth them happiest who alwaies reside in Gods house to praise him them happi also who at the state times according to the law held their voiages thether through what difficulties of way so ever So earnestly praying God to be returned to that place of ioy he ioineth with them in spirit who profess their true life safeti and happines to be placed in God THE fair aspect of Tabernacles thyn Great Lord of hosts how loveli to'absent ey It self prezents my longing soule dooth pine And pining faint til shee thy Coorts descry Nor earth nor heavĕn sole thow lifes glorious spring To hart to flesh reviving ioy doost bring AH absent I when yet poor sparro may When swalo wyld hir house hir nestlet cling Neer Altars thyn and there hir yonglings lay Yet absent I from thee my God and King Twise blest be they who in thy house reside Thy praise with them their loves with thee abide AND blessed hee far off who cheerd in thee On causies thinks which to thy mountain guide Dry vales they pass sweet springs by art yet see And gracious rain fore-drouth of pools dooth hide From wasting strength by strength they walk renŭed To Sion fair where God of Gods is vieŭed THEN Lord of hosts then Iacobs God our shield Ah ey the face with favours thyn enduĕd With sacred oil perfuzĕd Hear Lord and yield Those longed Coorts where one sole day accrŭed Whole thousand stains With mee Gods doors excell The stateliĕst tents with impious pride that swell OUR sun our shield whence life whence light derives Whence sure defence whence strength proud foes to quell He rightĕous mynds of nothing good deprives They here in grace in glori'above shal dwell That earth that heavĕn Lord God of hosts may cry Thrise blest the man whose hopes on thee rely TREBLE T He fair as pect of Ta berna cles thyn Great Lord of hosts how loue-li t' absent ey it self pre zents My long-ing soule dooth pine And pining faint til shee thy coorts des cry Nor earth nor heăven sole thow lifes glorious spring To hart to flesh re viving ioy doost bring BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 90. MOSES here intituled the man of God beeing in his charge of conducting the Israelites in the wilderness where for their increduliti and murmuring the divine indignation brake oftentimes out upon them til in fine an irrevocable sentence of death was pronounced against that whole generation from twenti years old upward which had seen Gods miracles in Aegypt two only excepted to be executed in that wildernes before their entrance into the dezired land in this Psalm discovereth his extreme grief of hart for that miserable estate the Peoples sins provoking God and Gods punishments consuming them vnto whom God in all former ages had been a stay and protection Therfore prezenting unto God the remembrance of his former graciousnes the confideration of his owne Eterniti and of humane mortaliti in general whose life groweing shorter by sundri degrees was now at length reduced to a
period of about seventi or fourescore years ordinarily he beseecheth God to have particular compassion upon this his chozen people sore wasted with the punishments which their sins had called doun upon them to make them wise by his grace to comfort them with his returning favour and lastly so to frame the coorse of their labours that his promise continuing cleer and hopeful to them might at length yet in their children have a glorious accomplishment IN pilgrim life our rest in thrald estate our stay From age to age thou Lord hast been and savĕd us from decay Thy self ere birth to hils to earth ere form didst give Ere world hadst framĕd from ay to ay alglorious God doost live But man thy creature fallĕn thy iustice dooth persue To dust and saith Ye Adams sons return whence first ye grew WHEN thousand years we livĕd those thousand in thy sight Not more appeard then one day past then watch in shortest night Yet soon encreasing sin those years much shorter makes While vengeance due desiled world to drouning flud betakes Since when our dreamlike life as weakest herb soon dys Which morn makes flour hote noon bids fade sad eeuĕn mowes doun and drys AH men unblest thy wrath our weariĕd life consumes Thy terrours great our soules affright so sore thyn anger fumes Our sins our foul revolts before thy face hast set And secretst falts to cleerest light or eys displeazĕd are fet What have our toils atchieu'd through anger thyn our day Black night devours our fruitles years as thought fly vain away MANS shortned life as now sole sevĕnti years dooth bide Great strength to fourescore may attain Of these evĕn flour and pride What is' t but toil and grief but vain pursuits and sin Which spent we hence to dusti home away to post begin OH who dooth duely waigh the powĕr of heavĕnli ire As terrors thyn so is thy wrath ô thow consuming fire Then teach us so our days our wasting years to count That wisdom true our thoughts towărd thee our endles end may mount Return ô Lord how long at length appeazd forgive Thy folk let favour shour in time that dying harts may live AND comfort cheer us Lord as chastiz'd long by thee Much evĭl our woful eys have seen like ioy so cauze us see This ioy with life shal last Then let thy woork growe cleer Towărd servants thyn on children their thy glori make appear And let Gods pleazed face us with his beauties bless And form our woorks ô thow our woorks to happiĕst end address TREBLE I N pilgrim life our rest in thrald e state our stay From age to age thou Lord hast been and savĕd us from decay Thy self ere birth to hils to earth ere form didst give Ere world hadst framĕd from ay to ay al glorious God doost live But man thy creaturefallen thy iustice dooth persue To dust and saith Ye Adams sons re turn whence first ye grew BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 92. This Psalm consecrated to the Sabbath as fit for an holi assembli exhorteth to praize by voice and musical instruments Gods goodnes and iustice apparent in the final destruction of the wicked now miserably flourishing and in his constant favour to the faithful inhabiters of his Church prosecuted even in old age with comli grace and fruitfulnes A GOOD a gracious act it is To praize the Lord to celebrate his bliss Thy name ô Highest to renoum With hymns which earth with heavĕns high honour croun Thy bountĕous grace let springing day Let silent night thy faithful trueth display Let ten-stringd lute with viole sweet Melodious harp in sacred consort meet Since ioy to me thy woork dooth bring Thy woorks great Lord my thankful ioy shal sing O LORD thy woorks how glorious great How deep thy thoughts thoughts shalo to defeat The floting brain of brutish man Not once observes not once it fadom can That when as grass the wicked growe When sinners proud doo sprout doo bud and blowe In flouring state they shall be mowne And all for ay to sad destruction throwne While thow ô Lord most high most iust Ay happi livĕst whole worlds sole endles trust FOR lo thyn impious foes ô Lord Thyn impious foes of heavĕns and earth abhord From earth and heavĕns lo chasĕd away In darknes dire their damned heads shal lay My strength but thow like stateli horn Of Unĭcorn stout with dread and beauti born Wilt long advance Oil fresh renŭed On me shal stream with gladnes sweet imbŭed And ey shal see ioid ear shal hear Chance wicked foes what gilti harts did fear THE iust mene while as fenced palm Shal flourish fair no storms shal him uncalm As cedar tall mount Libans praize His lofti top towărd heavĕns high valt shal raize Men planted midst Gods sacred place In sacred coorts shal spring yea through his grace In age extreme stil fruit shal give Stil iuiceful still with greeni boughs shal live To shew that God my strength and light Ay iust persists ay pure from all unright PSALM 94. The Author of this Psalm living in time of ungodli tyranni under which himself did also greatly suffer prezenteth the state of the Land unto the vieu of Almighti God whom he calleth on to be an Avenger against those Tyrants who oppressing Gods people atheistically scorned his future iudgements the veriti of which he establisheth by invincible argument Then he comforteth the better sort by assuring them that this chasticement should turn finally to their good and iudgement should once again return to true Iustice and encourageth them to make a stand of defence against the wicked who in wrong-dooing and oppression might execute their owne powër but could not derive such authoriti from God unto whose gracious protection he in fin●… betakes himself with assurance of his owne safeti and of his enimies destruction This Psalm is coniectured to have been made by David at what time he was persecuted by King Saul and his Coortiers and then seemeth most fitly to fall into the time when after that most cruel massacre of Gods Priests their wifes children servants and veri cattle in hate of David he began to think of standing upon his owne defence beeing anointed by God for successour in the Kingdom yet without any purpose of attempt against Saul in his person peace authoriti or digniti A VENGER great who mans presumptuŏus sin Earth righteŏus Iudge with plagues to chastize doost not lin At length shine out ô spring of purest light Rize up pay home the proud in worlds apparent sight How long great Lord how long shal godles sect Shal wicked crue triumph who heavĕnli laws neglect Shal tyrants fierce impunely fome their shames And grievous wrongs contrive then vant their hateful names THY servants Lord with iron teeth they grynd Th'elected race oppress no plea to barbărous mynd Nor widoes eys nor orphans palms can make Nor humbled strangers knees their murdĕring rage to slake That doon
thus say Can this to God be told Or Iacobs Lord wil hee from heavĕn our facts behold O blynded soules gainst God ye cloze your eys Look up why natures light doo brutish mynds despize CAN soverain cause whence all perfections flowe Himself not knowe on man yet knoweing powĕrs bestowe Who plants the ear shall hee unhearing bee Who ey with sight endues himself ye fools not see Round world who rules who nations all dooth rein To check to scurge leud lifes may careles hee remain Yeas God dooth see th' eternal light dooth knowe Yea knowĕth in hart of man how vain conceipts doo growe O BLEST that man whom thow doost Lord correct And by correcting teach towărd sacred laws respect Midst days of evĭl in rest he safe abides For wicked wretch dead pit while vengeance due provides For sure our Lord his folk wil not forsake Wil not peculiar flock t abandon e●…re betake For iudgement shall to iustice pure return And draw all upright harts which now for iustice moorn AH who for mee dare gainst malfactors rize What courage take my part If thow thy gracious eys If succŏring hand deer Lord didst not extend My life towărd death my soule towărd silent place did bend But when I cry'd My foot ah Lord dooth shake Thy pityĭng grace did mee to staid protection take In swarms of cares midst sad perplexed thought Yet comforts thyn delight in troubled soule have wrought MAY viŏlent throne from thee Lord powĕrs derive That lusts for laws ordein and griefs for ease contrive By troops they range the rightĕous soule to kill Yea iudgement seats abuze ungilti bloud to spill But God my towĕr my high retreit hath been My Lord my rock assurĕd in worlds fair vieu was seen He hee their wrongs their spite shal them restore Yea God our Lord their pride hew doun for evermore TREBLE A Venger great who mans presumptuŏus sin Earths rightĕous iudge with plagues to chastize doost not lin At length shine out ô spring of pu-rest light Rize up pay home the proud in worlds apparant sight How long great Lord how long shal god-les sect shal wicked crue triumph who heavĕnli laws neglect Shal Tyrants fierce impuneli fome their shames And grievous wrongs contrive then vant their hateful names BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 100. An Invitation to all Nations to prezent themselves cheerfully in the Coorts of God with exclaming thanks and praises for his constant goodnes and merci toward mankynd whom he hath made and framed peculiarly to be his WITH raized voice and cheerful grace Approach ye Nations all our king On bended knees prezent his face With hymn of bliss which Angels sing For knowe Hee formd vs God not wee His flock his folk yea sons to bee O THANKFUL enter then his gate His coorts high praises make exclame Resound his acts and glorious state And prostrate bless his sacred name Whose goodnes great and favour sure Whose trueth like heavĕns unchang'd dooth dure PSALM 101. DAVIDS vow unto God touching the wel governing of Himself his Coort and Kingdom made it seemeth a little before his actual coming to the Croun OF Iudgements Lord to thee I 'le sing Where Iustice Merci shall embrace Such thoughts shal righteŏus use make spring Towărd mee gainst pleazĕst to bend thy face MYN house an upright hart shal guid Which vice shal check which goodnes grace No pleazing sin shal train aside Those eys which thee before them place WHO thee forsake from mee I 'le shake Their woorks and them I 'le ay detest Nor perverse imp there root shal take Where evil all shal be supprest THAT sly deceipt the slandĕrous tong Which iust men heedles may beguile That secret seed of neighbours wrong Severe reproof shal strait exile THOSE hauti looks of swelling mynd Which Thee neglect and equals scorn That self-love hatred myn shal fynd I 'le soon pul doun their lofti horn WHAT woorthi person through the Land Myn ey can vieu what faithful wight He graced in my Coort shal stand His upright service my delight BUT false dissembling flattĕring mates With lying tricks that plot their owne No harbour get within my gates Their tricks and They shal out be throwne MY kingdom then I will begin From foul corruptiŏns clean to pare To hunt the wicked to their gin Shal be my daili earliĕst care SO shall Gods Citie brightly shine So shall his people flourish ay When damned crues exiled pine And lawles folk are swept away PSALM 103. King DAVID with great thankfulnes and high ioy of spirit celebrateth here the excelling graciousnes of God toward himself in particular the race of Israel in especial and in general toward all men who fear him and keep his covenant Where at large he expresseth the goodnes of our heavenli Father full of compassion and merci prone to reclaim and forgivo mankynd offending and contrariwise slowe in punishing In fine he exciteth the happi Angels of God with all his loial hosts and ereatures to bless their great King who hath placed his throne in the heavens embracing them all with his supreme dominion And himself lastly conioineth with them in lauding God PURE light of soule thou high-bred mynd Deriv'd from God and God to praize assignd Adore thy Lord his beauties bless And glorious acts in praiseful hymns express Bless still my soule with all thy powĕrs That sacred name whence bliss so richly shours No tract of time ô e're efface From thankful hart sweet vieu of bountĕous grace OF GRACE which all thy sins remits And all thy griefs sins pay with cures befits Thy life from grave which dooth redeem Redeemd dooth round with deer compassions steem With healthiĕst food thy mouth which fils That egle-like youths strength through age distils HE supreme iudge whence iustice springs To wrongd on earth from heavĕn iust iudgement brings He ways divine to Moses showne By Moses made to Isrăels ofspring knowne Same Israels race with ioy hath seen Those Acts to foes which terrour dire have been TH' algracious Lord with pitti'is fraught How slowe to wrath how soon to merci wrought Nor strive nor chide wil alwaies hee Ne let his ire though iust unending bee Not like our flats his strokes were found Sin wrath provok'd grace merci made abound FOR look how high earth heavĕn transcends How far from East to West huge space extends So great his grace towărd servants prooves So far our sins deer Lord from soules remooves As father tendreth feeble son With sonli fear like kyndnes his is won FOR well he knowĕth our brittle state Remembring whom of clay he did crëate As earth-sprung grass as flour of field So flouring man to earth whose days must yield When wynd sweeps o're fair flour is gone The place earst brave inglorious stands alone BUT ay benign still God the same Towărd them persists who fear who love his name Yea rightĕous trueth to fathers sworn With race observes of childrens children born Sole that his covĕnant they
Governours whence much mischief ensueth or by ani other evil or sorro whatsoever are all brought upon them by their sins and that odious unthankfulnes to God who yet even in publick miseries preserveth and prospereth his humble servants and when Nations apply themselfs faithfully to his service poureth upon them all blessings opposite to those former punishments Which things wise men will consider and make use of especially so as to knowe and acknowlege the Crëatours goodnes YE woorthi mynds in whom Gods gifts excell Whose persons walk on earth high thoughts in heavĕns doo dwell Renoum our Lord ring foorth his glorious name Whose goodnes no time fails sweet mercies still the same OBLAZE his acts ye now at rest that stand From hostile powĕr redeemd redeemd from strangers land Ye late dispersd now gathered by his grace From East from West from North yea from great Oceăns place In deserts wyld through uncouth invious ways All tired all forlorn they wandred nights and days With fainting spir̆its through thirst and hunger pin'd And no relief no steps towărd cultivĕd place could fynd IN need extreme when lo to God they cry He gracious hears their mone and help from heavĕn makes fly So strength renues so straying feet directs To peopled wals and safe from perils all protects O thankful then to God his grace confess His mervĕilous woork to men with ioious tongs express Who thirsting soule with waters sweet refreshd The empti fild and pace towărd longed home addresd IN darknes sad in shade of grisli death With irŏn and anguish bound who sighd their servile breath Il-ruled mynds that this and more deserv'd That Highests woord despysd from Gods advise that swarv'd When hart-burst clean they grovĕling rold in pain Ne hope of better saw nor place for worse remain IN need extreme to God their suit they bent Who pityĭng rueful plight from heavĕn sweet comfort sent He darknes dire grim shade of death dispels he cords from hands from feet he fetters burst repels O thankful then to God his grace confess His wondrous act to men with ioious tongs express Who brazen gates made all to fragments flee Brake bars of irŏn strong Lord and prison̆ers did enfree UNGOVERND fools transported by their lust From vertuŏus ways to vice when God severely iust Their wicked ioys afflicts such sicnes sends That soule abhorring meat at deaths pale door attends IN hour extreme to God then lo they cry Who gracious hears their grones and ease from heavĕn bids hy Doun comĕth his woord the per̆ishing soule to save And hasting life retracts from neer approached grave O thankful then to God his grace confess His mercies great to men with ioious tongs express And clensd in hart iust sacrifice of praise Let grateful hands yield vp renoum him all your days TO Seas in ships who Arts chief woork descend Adventrous harts by trade penurious state to mend Or spatious lakes who pass what wondrous sight Strange woorks of God in deep their staring looks affright Lo strait his woord tempestuŏus wynd dooth rear And roughest frouns on seas late smiling face appear Anon towărd heavĕns on back of arched wave They mount dismount in trise towărd hels unloveli cave As drunk they reel then melting harts gin fail Nought toil nought careful coorse of Masters skil avail IN case extreme when lo to God they cry Who gracious hears griev'd voice and help from heavĕn bids hy Strait wynds repose smooth hieu calmd seas regain Harts ioy woorks cheer til safe they long longd havĕn attain Then thankful ô to God his grace confess His merveils great to men with ioious tongs express And let Gods Church let faithful people hear Vowd praise in senat grave his mercies rare endeer HEE bubling springs chokes up with thirsti sand Yea rivers rich accursd dry desert makes to stand And fertile soil in plague of owners sin To saltnes damns whence fruit nor skil nor toil can win AGAIN his grace dry desert stores with pools Sends springs and bare burnt earth with fruitful moisture cools There hungri soules their citti sets to place Who sowe their grains plant vines years sweet return embrace Abounding food then blest with restful peace To numbers huge themselves their flocks and heards encrease BUT harts puft up soon spurning heavĕnli law Ah fools in chains of sin enchained tortures draw Oppression foul sad days unthriving care Their ioyles mynds abase their branching numbers bare He vyld contempt on woorthles Nobles pours And wayles wasts makes walk chasĕd out from lordli towĕrs Yet godli poor raizd up from pressing need As tree makes branch as flock his branched race to breed THESE things the iust with reverend ioy shal see And wicked mynds and mouths appald and stopt shal bee Who then is wise these sights to hart to lay Gods goodnes they shal learn Gods praises they display PSALM 110. The Prophet DAVID foresheweth the everlasting Kingdom and Priesthood of Christ who after his Ascension sitting at the Right hand of God should send out his forces from Sion and Ierusalem to reduce the world unto him Which spiritual warfare should take so wonderful effect that not onli at the veri beginning infinite multitudes should adioin themselfs to the Church but in short time also the Empire of Rome it self then Head of mani Nations with other great kingdoms should be conquered and subdued unto the obedience of Christ and his law The proof whereof to the later ages did manifestly appear THE Lord said to my Lord Thow at my right-hand sit While foes their necks I to thy feet as foot-stool make submit From Sion seat of Grace the Lord thy scepters might Through world shal send midst all thy foes bear rule thou Prince of light What day thy warli ranks shal high exploit begin The people prest with cheerful strife to serve thee shal com in Anon as prime of morn with silvĕri perls of dew Al-spreds the world like troops thy youth in sacred house shal shew THE Lord who will not change hath sworn fair Prince to thee A Priest thou art Melchĭsedek like and ay that Priest shal bee This Prince who ' on thy right hand great King of heavĕn thus shines Each earthli King in ire shal crush that gainst his rule repines He Hĕthen with swoord shall iudge fields streets with corps shal straw Imperiăl Head whom Nations serve assubiect to his law As lightning swift shal run in way of torrent drink Thus gloriŏus head triumphant raize while danted foes doo shrink PSALM III. The Psalmist here sings the praises of God both for his glorious woorks and for his gracious acts toward the Israelites in mercifully conducting them from the serviliti of Aegypt to the happi land of Canaan and therein chiefly for establishing to their everlasting good his sacred Law and Covenant In observance whereof true wisdom consisteth ALLELV-IA MY hart dooth heavĕnli heat enflame To sound high praise to glorious name Th'alglorious Lord midst rightĕous press In sacred senate
shall I bless Great are Gods woorks and bless their sight Whose mynds in knowelege high delight His gracious hand all good hath formd All beautĕous all with grace adornd Ovĕr all Gods Iustice glorious raigns Which rightĕous ay unswaid remains HIS acts which wondring Fathers saw So live enrold as guiding law That ages all with ioy recount Those graces thoughts which all surmount Hee gracious Lord with merci fraught His race elect from thraldom brought In desert bare in hungers raign With food celestiăl did sustain Hee who his covenant still remynds Where righteŏus fear true faith he fynds To Israĕl deer his powĕr expresd Which them of Hethens land possesd THUS all his woorks are trueth and right Prints of his hand sparks of his light His sacred precepts faithful all And dying man to life recall Unchanging rule unerring guid So Lord and Law stil same abide For when he first redemption sent And feet late thrald at freedom went He law he leaug with them ordaind Eternal bothe from heăven proclaimd That man should awful thereto frame Sith holi ' and dreadful lives his name PRIME entrance unto wisdom true Gods greatnes is to fear O you Sole you right understandings bless Who tremble ' his mandates to transgress Adore him then whose praises pure As sun illustrous ay endure PSALM 112. A mixed description aswel of the vertuous as also of the prosperous life of a good man beeing an hart-grief to the wicked whose desires all perish ALLELV-IA O HAPPI man with humblest fears And purest loves towărd God who bends With sweet delight Gods law he hears And heard through actions all extends O HAPPI man thy ioys are true Thy house with plenteŏus wealth abounds Thy iustice yields and reaps hir due Hir fruit to thee stil blest redounds HIS ofspring noble in their race By noblest vertues so endure Long hold on earth great powĕrful place And world of blessings round alure YEA evĕn in time of darkest wo To him dooth cheerfull light arize To righteŏus man who no ma●… fo Stil merciful stil merci trys HEE helpful bounteŏus lends and gives Reward from Gods sole grace expects In choisest thoughts stil blessed lives Which prudence rightly still directs THERFORE he stable ay shal stand Nor storm nor engin throwe him doun Yea gracious woorks of vertŭous hand With fame immortal shal him croun HIS setled mynd on God relys No troublous nues can him affright Firm stands his hart and fears defys Which on his enimies pates shal light THUS spends the iust thus ends his hours Dispersing hand the needi feeds Doun glorious blessing on him shours Reaps endles prize of ended deeds THE wicked this shal see and vex Shal grynd their teeth and pine to nought Sad fears shal duely them perplex Their deer desires to nothing brought ALlelu-ia ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij O happi man with humblest fears And pu rest loues toward God who bends With sweet de light Gods law he hears And heard through actions all ex tends O happi man thy ioys are true Thy house with plentĕous wealth abounds Thy iustice yields and reaps hir due Hir fruit to thee stil blest re dounds 2. TREBLE Allelu-ia ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij MEANE COVNTERTENOR Allelu-ia ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij TENOR Allelu-ia ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij ij BASE Allelu-ia ij ij ij ij ij ij LUTE Allelu-ia PSALM 118. This Psalm is with great reason coniectured to have been made by King David and at his first coming to the possession of the kingdom of Iuda It conteineth first his inward great thankfulnes to God for deliveri by divine hand from so mani strong attempts against him admonishing no assurance to be like unto trust in God Secondly it reciteth the verse which the People had taken up to magnifi God with for this victori as it were atchieved in advancing David above his enimies And lastly it setteth foorth the dueti of a truly noble and religious King in the example of this King David who besides his private thankfulnes maketh here a solemn entri into the Coorts of God there prostrateth himself publicly in thanks and praier to the Almighti which doon he is blest of the Priests of God and received as beeing sent to them from God to be their Governour In fine legal sacrifices are slain and offered up with sound of triumphing praises to the eternal Lord and King In the person of King David his Son our Saviour is here prefigured who beeing refuzed by the Archbuilders the Prelates and Potentates of his time yet became by Gods grace the head-stone of the corner whereupon the spiritual Church is builded and wherein the Iues and Gentiles were united beeing received of the true Israel as sent unto them from God SING ô sound out Gods woorthi praise Who goodnes pure stil grace displays Let Israĕls race agnize the same And thankful now renoum his name Great Aărons house thou blest to bless Same goodnes same sweet grace confess Yea all who fear our glorious King His rich his endles merci sing IN streit distress the Lord I sought Who gracious fair enlargement brought That sith my God dooth mee assist Sith aiders myn his aid hath blist Nor fear I man doo man his woorst Nor faun on fo with rancour burst Much better ô in God to trust Then ground on man whose ground is dust On God yea better to rely Then Princes lo evĕn Princes dy MEE nations all encloz'd as toil But Gods great help all put to foil As circle they did mee surround But Gods great help bare all to ground Yea evĕn as cloud of Bees they swarmd With ireful stings against me armd As cracling fire of thorns soon spent By Gods great help to smoke they went THOU sore at mee my fo hast thrust My wrongful fo but God God iust With succŏring hand me staid from fall Thy plots thyn hopes defeated all He hee my strength my verse of praise Sole health sole ioy for ending days HARK voice of ioy triumphing sound Fils rightĕous tents with safeti cround Sing God our God this fight hath wrought Whose right-hand valiant acts hath sought Advanced stands that powrful hand And powers terrene makes all disband IT 'S true God mee did sore correct Yet still from death my soule protect Then live I shall where's death thy sting O God thy woorks thy praise to sing NOW towărd th'Eternals glorious place With revĕrence bend we ioyful pace Ye sacred Priests to heavĕns great King Who vows who praiĕrs sweet praises sing Uncloze your gates give praise access At gates which praises all possess Hence crue profane Gods gates are pure Sole rightĕous mynds clean thoughts endure O KING of Kings who ear didst bend To iust requests and safeti send Lo prostrate here thy servant true Yields thanks brings praise great Lord thy due What stone th' Archbuilders did reiect Their folŏers scorn the world neglect Same stone now angles
their hope in muzing bent LO fainting voice to thee my still unfainting hart Sends up send doun thy strength and Prince of grace who art Revive me ' as is thy wont See neer towărd me they draw Who mischief dire pursue far they from Lord thy law But thou art neer whose hests for never-changing trueth Long since thy teaching woord assurĕd my learning youth RESCH. AT length let pityĭng ey respect afflicted wight And thow mans hart who seest art conscious of my right And pressing fo observĕst plead thow my cause and free Soule cheered through thy woord addicted whole to thee Thy mercies Lord are wide yet far from godles crue Who seek not thee nor way to bliss that leads pursue BUT mee thy doom revive whom now persuing foes Not faithles to thy woord with swarming troops encloze O grief myn ey to see men break thy rightĕous law Despize celestiăl bliss in lines of love which draw Thy servants soule see Lord and quickĕn them with thy grace Who iust eternal woord trueths sum with ioy embrace SCHIN VVITH causeles hate ô Lord and not unwronging swoord Have Princes mee persuĕd yet aw of heavĕnli woord My hart restraind from sin O woord whose ioys more draw My ly-detesting mynd and mynd that loves thy law Then ioy which Princes gifts or foes rich spoils can bring Sevĕn times yea daily I thy righteŏus iudgements sing IN throng of worldli waves which sweet of life devour Their mynds stil calm abide no scandal there hath powĕr Where love of thee directs Lo then thy saving grace My hoping eys attend sole thow his love embrace Whose pure affection seeks thy pleasure to fulfill I fain not Lord my ways yea hart thou vieust at will THAV THEN let at length approach ô Lord my fainting cry Vouchsafe my suit access sole understanding I And riddance from my foes which promized hast require Thus taught thy will and free towărd thee my quick desire Shal spring my lips thy praise glad tong thy woord shal sound Where trueth where wisdom pure where statutes iust abound LET then thy hand now help if not with cold pursuit Salvation thyn I seek Vouchsafe me Lord this fruit Of making thee my hope thy law my choise delight O let my soule yet live preserv'd from tyrants might And it shal praize thy name Seek then thy straying sheep Who wandring now as lost yet strives thy law to keep PSALM 122. King DAVID having reduced the three parts of Ierusalem that of Iuda that of Beniamin and the Mount held by the Iebusites into one entire Citi and there in Sion seated the Ark of God having also according to the Law established there supreme Coorts iuridical for administration of Iustice to all Gods people taking a vieu of this woork performed by divine grace and of the peoples alacriti in frequenting Gods service he expresseth in this Psalm his religious ioy for the same and blessing Ierusalem and all them that bless hir concludeth with a promise on his owne behalf both for the peoples sake his brethren in race and religion and espeally for the Temples sake of God to procure studiously the good of that chozen Citi. MY longing hart deer ioy assaid As gracious sound strook grateful ear Religious mynds Each neighbour praid In Gods fair house let 's all appear Ierusalem our peaceful feet Now frequent in thy gates shal meet IERVSALEM the earths delight A Citie three compact in one To thee the Tribes in legal rite Gods chozen Tribes ascend alone Sole here shines out heavĕns glorious King Here Israel all his praises ring RELIGION Iustice dooth embrace Who doubled bliss through land derive For iudgement thrones here hold their place And wronged right with aid revive Iudicial thrones the Kingdoms powĕr Of Davids croun most glorious flour O THEN Ierusalem respect Hir peace with vows to heavĕn commend Ierusalem who thee affect Them ioy them bliss stil prest attend O peace ay in thy towĕrs reside In houses plenti ay abide I FOR my frends my brethrens sake Whom race whom rites in love combine Shal alwaies pray Earths peace partake And heavĕns rich light upon thee shine For Gods fair house my ioy I 'le sure Stil studious still thy good procure PSALM 128. The prosperous and happi estate both publick and private of the man who fearing God leadeth a life full of integriti OBLESSED they whose humble harts True fear of powĕr divine endues Religious soule that ne're departs From way which blisful life renues O BLESSED man thy ioys abound Thyn house thy cheerful hands shal rear And labours iust with blessing cround Shal feeding fruit stil plenteŏus bear THY wife a vine on wall disspred In fruitful love hast ioious met Thy children sweet in vertu bred Fair olive plants thy boord beset LO thus Gods fear thus gracĕd shal bee From Sion deer thee God shal bless And quiet home shal plenti see And life contented long possess THAT all thy days delighted ey Ierusalems great weal may vieu And wasting life it self espy In childrens children to renue O THANKFUL then Gods love alure Stil rightĕous life with care maintain So happi long maist thou endure So peace with Isrăel long remain PSALM 130. The Psalmist in the continuance of som great publick calamiti wherein he had his part not unlikeli in the wearisom captiviti of Babilon sendeth up his humble cry●… unto almighti God not to call their falts to a strict account which the frailti of humane nature is not able to endure but to express now at length that merci of his which draweth men to fear and serve him with comfort So professing his hope in God and exercizing his patience in that hope yet continuing still his fervent desire in this patience he exhorteth all Israel to persevere in like attending trust assuring them that God would redeem them from all their sins and afflictions OUT from the deep to thee ô Lord I cry From place far off yet thow good Lord be nigh Lord hear my voice and with attentive ear Receive the plaints which humbled soule dooth rear IF strictly Lord transgressions thou shalt ey Lord who shal stand in sad despair we dy But Iustice thyn stil mercies thoughts displays That Greatnes fear and Goodnes love may raize WITH patiĕnce then on God my soule attend His woord my trust Hee 'le give thee ioyful end As morning rays rere sentinal desires So so and more towărd thee my soule aspires And patiĕnt ô await him Isrăel deer His great redemption now wil soon appear He merci is His merci from their thrall Yea from their sins shal ransom Isrăel all TREBLE O Ut from the deep to thee ô Lord I cry From place far off yet thow good Lord be nigh Lord hear my voice and with attentive ear Re-ceiue the plaints which humbled soule dooth rear If strictly Lord transgres But iustice thyn stil mer sions thou shalt ey Lord who shall stand in sad cies thoughts dis plays That great
nes fear and Gooddes pair we dy nes love may raize BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 137. The people of Iuda and especially the sacred Quires of the House of God after that great overthrowe of Ierusalem and the Temple by the Chaldeans beeing now in captiviti within the dominions of Babilon and having carried their instruments of Music with them are required in scorn by their insolent conquerers to make them merri with som song of Sion Which they refuzing to profane in that sort make a vow with execration against themselfs if ought before Ierusalem and hope of hir restauration ascend at ani time to ani highth of ioy in their now most woful mynds And conclude with betaking unto divine revenge the insulting malice of the unnatural Edomites and the cruelti of the Babilonians in that heavi day of Ierusalem BY Babel streams exil'd from Contri deer As doun we sate a sad dismaied crue Ah Sions wrongs to pensive mynds appear Sions whom now our eys no more should vieu Wee wept and trees that saw our tears abound Hang'd up those harps which wont our ioys resound THEN scornful Lords who Sions towrs had fir'd Gods Temple raz'd and vs to thraldom seaz'd In anguish mirth in tears a song requir'd And with som Hymn of Sion must be pleaz'd Should hymns divine to ears profane be song Can Sions Psalms to Babels coasts belong O SION fair and Gods elected seat Where envi earst but piti now may ground Ierusalem If thee I e're forget If in my ioys thow chiefest be not found Let parched tong to withĕring palat growe And skilful hand no more his science knowe BUT thow ô Lord whose right-esteeming ey Ierusalems last traveils did behold Let Edoms malice never covĕred ly Which cruel mouths did strangely then unfold Their cursed cry record in heavĕnli ear Raze raze hir clean till loweëst stone appear AND Babel thow who Sions bane hast wrought Ne sacred Temple spar'dst with fire to burn Shalt see thy self to same destructiŏn brought And blessed they who thee the like return Yea blessed they who take thy cursed seed With dasht-out brains the crying stones to feed TREBLE B Y Babel streams exil'd from contri dear As doun we sate a sad dismai ed crue Ah Sions wrongs to pensive mynds ap-pear Sions whom now our eys no more should vieu Wee wept and trees that saw our tears a bound Hang'd vp those harps which wont our ioys re sound BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 139. DAVID in this divine meditation addressed to God acknowelegeth at large Gods knowelege of all things even before they have beeing and in particular of all the thoughts and ways of man rendreth a reason of this Omniscience from the creation of all and particularly from the merveilous fabric of man which ravisheth his mynd into such admiration that breaking into most affectionate praises of the manifold woorks and ways of God he professeth also that his thoughts are no sooner after sleep awakened but they first are seazoned with this sweet contemplation Contrarily falling into extreme detestation yea and imprecation against those wicked ones who blasphemous toward God vainly extol Gods enimies he concludeth with fervent praier that himself may be purified by the grace of God so conducted through the ways of this world as to attain finally his everlasting rest ETERNAL Light gainst whose al-seeing ey Mans thoughts his cares and ways doo all transparent ly Lo here my soule which thow with piercing vieu Hast searched and doost knowe so livĕst hir witnes true Great Iudge of harts who secret pleights unfold'st Who past with future things all present ay behold'st Thow knowĕst my coorse when doun I sit when rize Yea thoughts unborn far off thy foresight strange descrys BY day my walks at night my silent rest Thow doost envĭron with skill to all my paths addrest Observĕst my tong no woord unwaigh'd doost leve Yea lips ere woords produce or thoughts hid speach conceve And grasp'st me so with thy al-guiding hand Behynd before as prest at pleasure thyn to stand Science profound of strange transcending law That man nor it can sound nor self from it withdraw FOR whether go how should I bend my flight Thy spirit Lord to balk or cloud me from thy sight If sore towărd heavĕns in heavĕn thy throne resides If flag longst earth lo earth thy footstool lowe abides If stoop to hell and iaws which gastly gape Nor hell thy vieu nor feends thy thundring stroke escape If Eastern steeds and Mornings crimson wings I timely mount which round to utmost Ocĕan brings Thou Easts great coorse and Morns fair wings doost guid Nor utmost Ocĕans gulfs from thyn aspect can hide PERHAPS might say yet darknes mee may hele Shee with hir sable robe from searchingst ey concele And canst once think weak shade which Sun dispels Should Light of lights eclipse who thousand Suns excels Fond base conceipt To thee ô Light divine Both dark and bright are like grim night as day dooth shine FOR iust and right that thou Creatour high Who all hast framĕd thy frame shouldst naked all descry And who my hart my reins in womb didst form With lims support attire with skin with sence adorn Shouldst hart and thoughts shouldst sence and ways posses Stupendious woork which ay great Architect shal bless A little world yet world of wonders great Which well my mynd conceipts and tong of it shal treat MY bones in weak in place obscure my sight In earth beneath my mynd fair spark of heavĕnli light Thou didst produce embroidĕring evĕrie part With woork so rare that use with beauti strives in art And dout we yet if thow thy woork didst knowe Or can our tongs forbear thy glorious praise to shewe Yea tender mass while formles it remaind And day by day nue shape through vertu thyn aggaind Thyn ey saw all enrold in book divine Where all thy woorks to com as present cleerly shine BE blest great Lord thy wisdoms beautĕous ways How precious deerly sweet to thee my soule doo raize In skill mans wit in count they pass the sands That still my wakened mynd with thee first present stands Admiring all thy woorks O righteous King At length then pleaze thy world ●…o first estate to bring Extermin race defil'd Ye men of bloud Whose base flagitious mynds despize th' eternal Good Who grace his foes of him profanely prate Avant from mee your selfs and damned ways I hate AH sovĕrain Iudge to thee my soule appeals My witnes true whose spir̆it mans secretst thoughts reveals That love of thee gainst them griev'd hatred breeds Whose venŏmous hate gainst thee breaks out in hostile deeds Thy foes are myn with them I leaug forsake And firm in perfect hate to vengeance iust betake THEN thow my Lord to whom I stand or fall Who rightĕous mynds approov'st yet none canst perfect call Revieu my hart explore my thoughts again And waigh what grieving coorse dooth in my life remain Refine my