only Hope of those Who thee with Holy Zeal adore Whose all-protecting Arms inclose Their Safety who thy Aid implore PSALM IV. THou Guardian of my Truth and me That from these straits hast set me free O hear my Pray'r Be I Thy Care For Mercy lives in Thee You Sons of Men how long will you Eclipse my Glory and pursue Lov'd Vanities Delight in Lies To Man to God untrue Know God my innocence hath blest And will with soveraignty invest His gentle Ear Prepar'd to hear My never vain request Sin not but fear surcease and try Your Hearts as on your Beds you lie Pure gifts present With pure intent And place your hopes on high But Earthly Minds false Wealth admire And toil with uncontrol'd desire With clear aspect Thy Beams reflect And Heavenly Thoughts inspire O let my Joy exempt from Fears Their Joys transcend when Autumn bears His pleasant Wines On clustred Vines And Grain-replenish'd Ears Now shall the peaceful hand of Sleep In heavenly Dew my senses steep Whom thy large wings O King of Kings In shades of Safety keep PSALM V. TO hear me Lord be thou inclin'd My thoughts O ponder in thy mind And let my cryes acceptance find Thou hear'st my Morning Sacrifice To thee before the Day-Star Rise My Pray'rs ascend with stedfast eyes Thou lov'st no vice none dwells with thee Nor glorious Fools thy Beauty see All Sin-defil'd detested be â—â—ars shall sink beneath thy hate â—ho thirst for Blood and weave deceit â—hy Rage shall swiftly ruinate I to thy Temple will repair Since Infinite thy Mercies are And thee adore with Fear and Prayer My God conduct me by thy Grace For many have my Soul in chase Set thy strait Paths before my Face False are their Tongues their Hearts are hollow Like gaping sepulchres they swallow â—â—wn and betray even those they follow With Vengeance girt these Rebels round In their own counsels them confound Since their Transgressions thus abound Joy they with an exalted Voice That trust in thee who guard'st thy Choice Let those who love thy Name rejoyce Thy Blessings shall in show'rs descend Thy favour as a shield defend All those who righteousness intend PSALM VI. LOrd thy deserved Wrath asswage Nor punish in thy burning Ire Let Mercy mitigate thy Rage Before my fainting Life expire O heal my Bones with anguish ake My pensive Heart with sorrow worn How long wilt thou my soul forsake O pity and at length return O let thy Mercies comfort me And thy afflicted Servant save Who will in death remember thee Or praise thee in the silent Grave Vext by insulting enemies My Groans disturb the peaceful Night My Bed wash'd with my streaming Eyes Through Grief grown old and dim of sight All you of wicked life depart The Lord my God hath heard my cry He will recure my wounded Heart And turn my Tears to tides of Joy Who hate me let dishonour wound Let fear their guilty souls affright With shame their haughty looks confound And let them vanish from my sight PSALM VII O Thou that art my Confidence And strong Defence From those who my sad fall intend Great God defend Lest Lion like if none controul They tear my perse cuted Soul If I am guilty if there be Deceit in me If Ill I ever to my Friend Did but intend Or rather have not succour'd those Who were my undeserved foes Let them my stained Soul pursue With hate subdue Let their proud feet in Triumph tread Upon my head My life out of her mansion thrust And lay my Honour in the dust Against my dreadful Enemies Great God arise Just Judge thy sleeping Wrath awake And Vengeance take Then all shall Thee adore alone O King of Kings ascend thy Throne Judge thou my Foes as I am free So judge thou me Declare thou my integrity For thou dost try The Heart and Reins The Just defend The Malice of the Wicked end God is my Shield he help imparts To sincere hearts The Good Protects but menaceth The Bad with Death Nor will unless they change relent He whets his Sword his Bow is bent Dire Instruments prepared hath Of deadly Wrath And will at those who persecute swift Arrows shoot Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd now great With Mischief travel hatch Deceit Who digg'd a pit first fell therein Caught by his Sin On his own head his outrage shall Like ruins fall But I O thou eternal King Will of thy Truth and Justice sing PSALM VIII LOrd how Illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame Thy Glory thou hast set on high Above the Marble-arched Sky The wonders of thy Power thou hast In Mouths of Babes and Sucklings plac'd That so thou might'st thy Foes confound And who in malice most abound When I pure Heav'n thy Fabrick see The Moon and Stars dispos'd by thee O what is Man or his frail Race That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace Next to thy Angels most renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd The King of all thy Creatures made That all beneath his feet hath laid All that on Dales or Mountains feed That shady Woods or Deserts breed What in the Airy Region glide Or through the rowling Ocean slide Lord how illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame PSALM IX THee will I praise with Heart and Voice Thy wondrous Works aloud resound In thee O Lord will I rejoyce Thy Name with Zealous Praises Crown'd My Foes fell by inglorious flight Before thy terrible Aspect Thy powerful Hands support my Right Thou Judgement justly dost direct The Proud are faln the Heathen fly Oblivion shall their names Intomb Destruction O thou Enemy Hath now reciev'd a final Doom Thou Towns and Cities hast destroy'd Their memory with them decayes But God for ever shall abide And high his Throne of Justice raise A righteous Scepter shall extend And Judgement distribute to all He will oppressed Souls defend That in the time of Trouble call Who know thy Name in thee will trust Thou never wilt forsake thine Own Praise Sions King O praise the Just And make his noble Actions known Blood sâ—apes not his revenging Hand He vindicates the Poor mans Cause Lord my insulting Foes withstand And draw me from Deaths greedy Jaws That I may in the Royal Gate Of Sions Daughter raise my Voice Thy ample Praises celebrate And in thy saving health rejoice They faln into the Pit they made Are caught in Nets themselves prepar'd The Lord his Judgements hath display'd The Wicked in their works insnar'd The Wicked down to Hell shall sink And all that do the Lord disdain But God will on the Needy think Nor shall the Poor expect in vain Lord let nor Man prevail arise Th' Insulting Heathen judge O then Let trembling Fear their heart surprize That they may know they are but Men. PSALM X. WIthdraw not O my God my guide In time of
with joy shall lead along Eterniz'd in a Nuptial Song And with renew'd Applauses bring Unto the Palace of the King Thou in thy Royal Fathers place Of Sons shalt see a numerous Race Who over all the Earth shall sway While the cleer Sun directs the Day My Song shall celebrate thy Name And to the World divulge thy Fame PSALM XLVI GOd is our Refuge our strong Tow'r Securing by his Mighty Pow'r When Dangers threaten to devour Thus Arm'd no fears shall chill our blood Though Earth no longer stedfast stood And shook her Hills into the flood Although the troubled Ocean rise In foaming billows to the Skies And Mountains shake with horrid noise Clear streams purl from a Crystal Spring Which Gladness to Gods City bring The Mansion of th' eternal King He in her Centre takes his place What Foe can her fair Towers deface Protected by his early Grace Tumultuary Nations rose And armed Troops our walls inclose But his fear'd Voice unnerv'd our Foes The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Iacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd Come see the wonders he hath wrought Who hath to desolation brought Those Kingdoms which our ruin fought He makes destructive War surcease The Earth deflowr'd of her Increase Restores with universal Peace He breaks their Bows unarms their Quivers The bloody Speer in pieces shivers Their Chariots to the Flame delivers Forbear and know that I the Lord Will by all Nations be ador'd Prais'd with unanimous accord The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Iacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd PSALM XLVII LEt all in sweet accord Clap Hands their Voices raise In Honour of the Lord And loudly sing his praise Who from a bove Dire Lightning flings The King of kings Of all that move who le Nations of our Foes Beneath our Feet hath thrown A fair Possession chose For us that are his Own The dignitie Of Israel Belov'd so well By the most High In Triumph God ascends With Trumpet shrill and Shalmes Praise him who his defends O praise our King with Psalms For God is King Of all the Earth With sacred Mirth His Praises sing God o're the Heathen reigns Sits on his Holy Throne All whom the Earth sustains Shall worship him alone His Shield extends In their Defence His Excellence All height transcends PSALM XLVIII THe Lord is most Majesticall Most highly to be prais'd by all Within the City of our God And Mansion blest by his abode Fair Sion hath a pleasant Site Of Earth the Beauty and Delight Upon the North-side bordering The City of the Mighty King God dwells within her lofty Towers Secur'd from all assailing Powers Conspiring Kings her ruin sought Who armed Troops before her brought At once they saw admir'd and fled Their hearts surpriz'd with sudden Dread Such fear such pangs possest our foes As women suffer in their Throws At thy command black Eurus rores And spreads his wracks on Tharsian shores We what we heard our Fathers tell Have seen who in this City dwell The City of our God which Hee Shall ever from destruction free Thy Favours Lord with Thankfulness We in thy Temple still profess As is thy Name thou God of Might So are thy Praises infinite And stretch to Earths remotest Bound Thy Hand for Justice far renown'd O Sion Iudah's Diadem You Daughters of Ierusalem Unite your Joys and glory in His Judgement which your eyes have seen Go walk the Round of Sion tell Her Towers observe her Bulwarks well On her fair Buildings cast thine eye Declare it to Posteritie For God will still our God remain And us unto our Last sustain PSALM XLIX ALL you who dwell upon the foodful Earth Both Rich and Poor of base and noble birth Attend my Tongue deep wisdom shall impart And knowledge from the fountain of my heart I unto light dark Parables will bring And to my solemn Harp Aenigmaes sing In Misery and Age why should I fear When Sin pursues my steps and Death draws near O you who Riches as your God adore And glory in your scarce possessed Store Who can redeem his Brother for one Day Or to the Lord his high-prais'd Ransome pay For O not all the Gold which Streams conceal Or Hills inclose can banish'd Life repeal That he might live unto Eternitie Nor in the Earths corrupting Entrails lye They see the Wise and Fools to Death descend While others their congested treasures spend Yet hoping to perpetuate their fame Proud Structures raise and call them by their name But Man in honour is a Vanitie That fleets away and as a Beast must die In this vain course they circularly move And their Posterity their words approve Death shall as Sheep devour them in the Dust Till that great Day subject them to the Just. Their Strength and Beauty shall to nothing wast All naked from their sumptuous Houses cast But God shall from the greedy Sepulchre My Soul redeem and to his Joys prefer Despair not when a man grows Opulent And that the Glories of his House augment For with his thread of Life his Riches end Nor shall his Honours with his Soul descend Though here he live in luxury and ease And those are prais'd who their own Genius please Yet as his Fathers he shall set in Night Nor ever rise to see the cheerful Light Man high in honour whose ignoble breast No knowledge holds shall perish like a beast PSALM L. THe God of gods Jehovah shall convent All from the Orient to the Suns descent From Sions Towers of Beauty the Divine And full Perfection shall his Glory shine Nor silent comes devouring flames before And round about him horrid Tempests rore The righteous Judge to judge his People shall High Heav'n and conscious Earth to witness call Assemble all my Saints who with one mind My Testaments with Sacrifice have sign'd Then thund'ring Skie shall make his Justice known When he our God ascends his Judgements Throne My People hear Thy God O Israel Will thee convince and thy Transgressions tell I blame not thy unfrequent Sacrifice Nor fumes which rarely from my Altars rise I from thy Stall will take no well-fed Steer Nor from thy Folds a Male-goat of that year For all are Mine that Woods or Deserts breed And Herds which on a thousand mountains feed â— know all Fowl which Hill or Valleys yield And number all the Cattel of the Field Will I if hungry unto Thee complain When all is Mine which Sea and Land contain Will I eat flesh of Bulls or canst thou think That I the blood of shaggy Goats will drink A thankful heart upon my Altar lay And righteous Vows to high Jehovah pay Then call on me in trouble I will raise Thy Soul from Death and thou my Name shall praise But O thou Hypocrite Dar'st thou explain My Law My Covenants with thy lips prophane That scorn'st instruction dost my Word
Judgement his great Power affects Yet by Equity directs These celestial Twins imbrace These reflect on Iacobs Race O how holy above all Honour at his Foot-stool fall Moses Aaron heretofore Among those who Mitres wore Samuel by Vow desir'd Among those who were inspir'd These to him their Prayers preferr'd These by him as soon were heard These his Statutes rarely brake Unto these th' Almighty spake In the Pillar of a Cloud To his Service ever vow'd He did their Petitions hear Merciful and yet severe The Holy on his Holy Hill Glorifie and worship still PSALM C. ALL from the Suns uprise Unto his Setting Raies Resound in Jubilees The great Jehovah's Praise Him serve alone In triumph bring Your Gifts and sing Before his Throne Man drew from Man his Birth But God his noble Frame Built of the ruddy Earth Fill'd with caelestial Flame His Sons we are Sheep by him led Preserv'd and fed With tender care O to his Portals press In your divine resorts With Thanks his Power profess And praise him in his Courts How good how pure His Mercies last His Promise past For ever sure PSALM CI. OF Justice I and Mercy sing Which Lord from thee their Fountain spring The Graces that adorn a King Grave Wisdom shall my steps direct No Vice my heart nor Roof infect When wilt thou visit thine Elect No pleasure shall mine eyes misguide Who from the Tract of Virtue slide Just Hate shall from my Soul divide Who mischief in their Hearts contrive Delight in Wrong in Factions strive I from my peaceful Court will drive Who hath his Friend with Slander strook I will cut off nor ever brook A proud Heart and a haughty Look Mine Eyes the Faithful shall observe Those in my Family shall serve Who never from pure Virtue swerve But who are exercis'd in Guile Whose Tongues malicious Lies defile I from my Presence will exile And all the Wicked in the Land Will cut off with a timely Hand Nor shall they in Gods City stand PSALM CII ACcept my Prayers nor to the Cry Of my Afflictions stop thine Ear Lord in the time of Misery And sad restraint serene appear The Sighings of my Spirit hear And when I call with speed reply As Smoak so fleets my Soul away My marrow dry'd as Hearths with heat My heart struck down like withered Hay Through Sorrow I forsake my meat While meagre cares my Liver eat The clinging Skin my Bones display Like Desert-haunting Pelicans In Cities not less desolate Like Screech-Owls who with ominous strains Disturb the Night and day-light hate A Sparrow which hath lost his Mate And on a Pinacle complains Reviling Foes my Honour blast And frantick men my ruin swear For Bread I roll'd-on ashes tast Each drop I drink mixt with a tear For Lord O who thy Wrath can bear Thou raisest and dost head-long cast My Dayes short as the Evening shade As Morning dew consume away As Gâ—ass cut down with Sithes I fade Or like a flower crop'd yesterday But Lord thou suffer'st no decay Thy Promises shall never vade For thou shalt from thy Rest arise Since now th' appointed time draws near And look on Sions miseries Her Walls and batter'd Buildings rear Whose ruins to thy Saints are dear For they her Dust as sacred prise Thy Name then shall the Gentiles praise All Kings thy Honour celebrate For when the Lord shall Sion raise His Glory shall ascend in State So prone to hear the Desolate And succour them in all assaies Unto eternal Memory Our Histories shall this record And all that are created by His pow'rful Hand shall fear the Lord Who doth such Grace to his afford And on the Earth looks from on high To hear the pensive Captives grone The Sons of Death by him unbound His Name again in Sion known That Salem may his Praise resound When in his Service all the Round Of Earth shall there be joyn'd in one Yet Lord amidst these Hopes thou hast Consum'd my strength abridg'd my years Before my Noon of Life be past Let me not die thus drown'd in tears Time wasts not thee which all out-wears Thy happy Daies for ever last Thou mad'st the Earth thou didst display The Heavens in various motion roll'd These and their Glories shall decay But thou shalt thy existence hold They like a Garment shall grow old And in their changes pass away But thou art still the same before The World and after shalt remain You blessed Souls who God adore With Patient Hope your harms sustain For you shall prosper in his Reign And yours subsist for evermore PSALM CIII MY Soul and all my Faculties Jehovah praise sing till the Skies Re-eccho his ascending Fame My Soul O celebrate his Name Nor ever let the memory Of his surpassing Favours die He gently pardons our misdeeds And cures the Wounds which inward bleeds Hath from the Chains of Death unbound With Clemency and Mercy crown'd With Food our Hunger he subdues And Eagle-like our Youth renues His Justice he extends to all Oppressors by his Vengeance fall His sacred Paths to Moses shown His Miracles to Israel known From Him the Springs of Mercy flow Swift to forgive to anger slow For he will not for ever chide Nor constant to his Wrath abide But mildly from his Rage relents And shortens our due Punishments For as the Heavens in amplitude Exceed the Centre they include So ample is his Clemency To all who on his Grace rely As far as the bright Orient Is distant from the Suns Descent So far he sets from his Aspect Their Guilt who him with fear affect And as a Father to his Child So soft so quickly reconcil'd He knows the Fabrick of us all That dust is our Original Man flourisheth like Grass a Flower That blows and withers in an hour By scorching heat by blasting Wind Deflower'd and leaves no print behind But his firm Mercy shall imbrace His Saints for ever and their Race Those who his equal Laws fulfill Remember and perform his Will In Heaven the great Jehovah reigns And governs all that Earth contains You Angels who in strength exceed Who him obey with winged speed You ordred Hosts of radiant Stars O you his flaming Ministers All whom his Wisdom did create Through his large Empire celebrate His glorious Name with sweet accord Joyn thou my Soul to praise the Lord. PSALM CIV MY ravish'd Soul great God thy praises sings Whom Glory circles with her radiant Wings And Majesty invests then Day more bright Cloth'd with the beams of new-created Light He like an all-infolding Canopy Fram'd the vast concave of the spangled Skie And in the Air-imbraced Waters set The Basis of his hanging Cabinet Who on the Clouds as on a Chariot rides And with a reign the flying Tempest guides Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made By flame-dispersing Seraphims obey'd The ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Flood In whose calm bosome unseen Mountains stood At his rebuke it shrunk with
Let Sions Foes with infamy Be clothed and untimely dye Be they like Corn on Houses tops Which Reapers sickle never crops Nor Binder in his bosome bears But withers still before it ears No Travailer their labours bless Nor say We wish you good success PSALM CXXX OUt of the horrour of the Deep Where fear and sorrow never sleep To the my cries In sighs arise Lord from despair thy servant keep O lend a gracious ear And my petitions hear For if thou should'st our sins observe And punish us as we deserve Not one of all But then must fall Since all from their obedience swerve Yet art not thou severe That we thy Name might fear Thy Mercies our misdeeds transcend My hopes upon thy Truth depend Disconsolate On thee I waite As weary Centinels attend The chearful Morns uprise With long-expecting eyes O you that are of Iacobs Race â—n him your Hopes and Comforts place His praises sing The living Spring Of Mercy and redundant Grace For he will Israel Redeem from Sin and Hell PSALM CXXXI THou Lord my witness art I am not proud of heart Nor look with lofty eyes None envy nor despise Nor to vain pomp apply My thoughts nor sore too high But in behaviour mild And as a tender child Wean'd from his Mothers breast On thee alone I rest O Israel adore The Lord for evermore Be He the only scope Of thy unfainting hope PSALM CXXXII REmember David Lord remember Thou His Troubles thy Redemptions and the Vow He to the mighty God of Iacob made Bound by an Oath and in these words convey'd No Roof shall cover me nor sweet repose Refresh my Limbs or sleep my eye-lids close 'Till I have found a place for his abode Even for the Temple of the living God The Ark we heard in Ephrata long stood And found it in the valley cloth'd with Wood. We will into thy Tabernacle go And there our selves before thy Foot-stool throw Ascend to thy eternal Rest at length â—hou and the Ark of thy admired strength â— let thy Priests be cloth'd with sanctity â—nd all thy Saints sing with triumphant joy â—or Davids sake receive into thy Grace â—rom thy Anointed never turn thy Face â—or thus thou swor'st who never wilt forget â—hy Son shall long possess thy royal Seat â—nd if thy Children my commands obâ—erve â—or from the rules of my prescription swerve â—heir Off-spring shall the Hebrew Scepter sway â—ven while the Sun illuminates the Day â—or Sion I have chosen Sion great 〈◊〉 my affections my eternal Seat â— will abundantly increase her store And with the flow'r of Wheat sustain her poor Her Priests shall blessings to her People bring Her joyful Saints in sacred measures sing There shall the Horn of David freshly sprout Their lamp of glory never shall burn out His Diadem shall flourish on his head But Nets of shame his Foes shall over-spread PSALM CXXXIII O Blest estate blest from above When Brethren joyn in mutual love 'T is like the precious Odors shed On consecrated Aarons head Which trickled from his Beard and Breast Down to the borders of his Vest. T is like the pearls of Dew that drop On Hermons ever-fragrant top Or which the smiling Heavens distill On happy Sions sacred Hill For God hath there his favours plac't And joy which shall for ever last PSALM CXXXIV YOu who the Lord adore And at his Altar wait Who keep your watch before The threshold of his Gate His praises sing By silent Night Till cheerful light In th' Orient spring Your hands devoutly raise To his divine Recess The Worlds Creator praise And thus the People bless The God of Love From Sions Towers To you and yours Propitious prove PSALM CXXXV O You who Ephods wear and Incense fling On sacred flames Jehovah's praises sing You who his Temple guard O celebrate His glorious Name his noble Acts relate How great a joy with such sincere delight To crown the Day and entertain the Night For Israel is his choice and Iacobs Race â—is treasure and the object of his Grace 〈◊〉 power how infinite how much before â—hose mortal gods whom frantick men adore â—ll on his Will depend all Homage owe 〈◊〉 Heaven in Earth and in the Depths below â—t his command exhaled Vapors rise â—nd in condensed clouds obscure the Skies â—rom thence in show'rs He horrid Lightning flings And from their Caves the strugling Tempests brings He the first-born of Men and Cattle slew â—resh streams of blood the Towns and Plains imbrew Th' Inhabitants that drink of Nilus flood At his confounding Wonders trembling stood Great Princes who excell'd in fortitude And mighty Nations by his power subdu'd Strong Sihon whom the Amorites obey'd And strenuous Og who Bashans Scepter sway'd With all the Kingdoms of the Canaanites Who to the Conquerours resign their rights To whom he their dismantled Cities grants And in those fruitful fields his Hebrews plants Thy Name shall last unto Eternity And thy immortal Fame shall never dye Thou dost thy Servant pardon and protect Advance the Humble and the Proud deject Those helpless gods ador'd in foreign Lands Are Gold and Silver wrought by humane hands Blind Eyes have they deaf Ears still silent Tongues Nor breath exhale from their unactive Lungs Who made resemble them and such are those Who in such senseless stocks their hopes repose O praise the Lord you who from Israel spring His Praises O you Sons of Aaron sing You of the House of Levi praise his Name All you who God adore his Praise proclaime From Sion praise the only Good and Great Who in Ierusalem hath fixt his Seat PSALM CXXXVI THe Bounty of Jehovah praise This God of gods all Scepters sways Thanks to the Lord of lords afford And his amazing Wonders blaze For from the King of kings E-ter-nal Mercy springs Him praise who fram'd the arched Sky Those Orbs that move so orderly Firm Earth above The Floods that move Display'd and rais'd the Hills on high For from the King of kings Eternal Mercy springs Who Sun and Moon inform'd with Light To guide the Day and rule the Night The fixed Stars And Wanderers Created by divine fore-sight For from the King of kings Eternal Mercy springs The first-born of Aegyptians slew Whose wounds the thirsty Earth imbrew And from that Land With powerful hand Th' oppressed sons of Iacob drew For from the King of kings Eternal Mercy springs The parted Seas before them fled Who in their empty chanels tread The joyning waves Aegyptian graves And his through food-less Deserts led For from the King of kings Eternal mercy springs Who numerous Armies put to flight And mighty Princes slew in fight Og prostrate laid Who Bashan swai'd And Sihon the crown'd Amorite For from the King of kings Eternal Mercy springs By his strong hand those Giants fell And gave their Lands to Israel Confirm'd by deed Unto their Seed Who in their conquer'd Cities dwell For from the King of
Trouble dost thou hide thy cheerful face Who want thy Grace The poor pur sue with cruel pride O be they by their own In-ven-tions o-ver-thrown The wicked boast of their success The covetous profanely bless By Thee O Lord So much abhorr'd Their pride will not thy pow'r confess Nor have thy favour sought Or had of thee a thought They in oppression take delight Thy Judgements far above their sight Their enemies Scoff and despise Who say in heart No opposite Can us remove nor shall Our greatness ever fall Their mouths detested curses fill Fraud mischief ever prone to ill In secret they Lurk to betray The Innocent in corners kill His eyes with fierce intent Upon the poor are bent He like a Lion in his den Awaits to catch oppressed men Who unaware Light in his snare His couched limbs contracts that then With all his strength he may Rush on his wretched prey His heart hath said God hath forgot He hides his face he minds it not Arise O Lord Draw thy just sword Nor out of thy remembrance blot The poor and desolate O shield them from his hate Why should the wicked God despise And say he looks with careless eyes Their well seen spight Thou shalt requite The poor O Lord on Thee relies Thou help'st the Fatherless Whom cruel men oppress A sunder break the arms of those Who ill affect and good oppose Their crimes explore Untill no more Lurk in their bosoms to disclose Eternal King thy Hand Hath chac'd them from thy Land Lord thou hast heard thy Servants prayer Thou wilt their humble hearts prepare Thy gracious Ear Inclin'd to hear The Fatherless and worn with care Judge thou that Mortals may No more with outrage sway PSALM XI MY God on Thee my hopes relie Why say they to my troubled Soul Arise up to your Mountain flie Flie quickly like a chaced Fowl For loe the Wicked bend their bows Their arrows fit with secret Art That closely they may shoot at those Who are upright and pure in heart If their foundation be destroy'd What can the Righteous build upon God in his Temple doth abide Heav'n is the Great Jehovah's Throne His Eyes behold his Eye-lids try The Sons of Men allows the best But such as joy in cruelty The Lord doth from his Soul detest Snares horrid Tempest Brimstone Fire Their portion on their heads shall light Th' intirely Just affects th' Intire For ever precious in his sight PSALM XII HElp Lord for Godly men decay From Mortals Faith enforced flies And with their sins Companions they Talk of af fected Vanities Their flattering Tongues a bound with Lies Their double Hearts bent to betray God shall those flattering Lips confound And Tongues which swell with proud Disdain Whose boastings arrogantly sound Our Tongues the conquest shall obtain They are our own who shall restrain Or to our Wills prescribe a bound But for th' Oppression of the Poor And Wretches sighs which pierce the Skies Who pity at his Throne implore The Lord hath said I will arise And from their Foes who them despise Deliver all that me adore Gods Word is pure as pure as Gold In melting Furnace seven times try'd His Arms for ever shall infold All those who in his truth abide The wicked range on ev'ry side When vitious men the Scepter hold PSALM XIII HOw long Lord let me not for e-ver be forgot How long my God wilt thou Contract thy clouded brow How long in mind perplext Shall I be daily vext How long shall he controul Who persecutes my soul Consider hear my cries Illuminate mine eyes Lest with exhausted breath I ever sleep in Death Lest my insulting Foe Boast in my overthrow And those who would destroy In my subversion joy But I Thou ever Just Will in thy Mercy trust And in thy saving Grace My constant Comfort place My Songs shall sing thy Praise That hast prolong'd my Dayes PSALM XIV THe fool hath said in his false heart God cares not what to Man succeeds Abomi nable are their deeds All Ill affects from Good depart Jehovah Mans rebellious Race Beheld from his celestial Throne To see if there were any one That understood or sought his Face All from forsaken Truth are flown Corrupt in Body such in Soul Defil'd within without as foul None Good indeavours no not One. Are all that work Iniquity By Ignorance so blindly led My People they devour like Bread Nor call on him who sits on high Their Consciences with terrour quake Since God doth with the Just abide For Poor mens Counsels they deride Who him for their Protection take O that unto thy Israel Salvation might from Sion Spring When God shall us from Bondage bring No joy shall Iacob's joy excel PSALM XV. WHo shall in thy Tent a bide On thy Holy Hill reside He that 's Just and Innocent Tells the truth of his intent Slanders none with venomb'd Tongue Fears to do his Neighbour wrong Fosters not base Infamies Vice beholds with scornful Eyes Honours those who fear the Lord Keeps though to his loss his Word Takes no Bribes for wicked ends Nor to Use his Money lends Who by these directions guide Their pure steps shall never slide PSALM XVI PReserve me my undoubted Aid To whom thou O my Soul hast said Thou art my God no good in me Nor Merit can extend to Thee But to thy blessed Saints that dwell On Earth whose Graces most excell Those Ravish me with pure Delight Their sorrows shall be infinite Who other Gods with Gifts adore Their bloody Off'rings I abhor Nor shall their Names my Lips profane But God my Lot will still maintain He is my Portion he bestows The Cup that with his Bounty flows I have a pleasant Seat obtain'd A fair and large Possession gain'd The Lord will I for ever praise Whose Counsels have inform'd my Wayes And my inflamed Zeal excite To serve him in the silent Night He is my Object by his Hand Confirm'd immoveable I stand Joy hath my Heart and Tongue possest My Flesh in constant Hope shall rest Thou wilt not leave my Soul alone In Hell nor let thy Holy One Corruption see But that High-way To Everlasting Life display Thy Presence yields intire delight At thy Right hand Joys infinite PSALM XVII LOrd grant my just Request O hear my cry And Pray'rs that lips untoucht with guile unfold My Cause before thy High Tribunal try And let thine Eyes my Righteousness behold Thou prov'st my Heart even in the Nights recess Like Mettal try'st me yet no Dross hast found â— am resolv'd my Tongue shall not transgress But on thy Word will all my Actions ground So shall I from the Paths of Tyrants fly O lest I slip direct my Steps by Thine Thee invoke for Thou wilt hear my Cry Thine Ear to my afflicted Voice incline O shew thy wondrous Love Thou from their Foâ— Preservest all that on thy Aid depend Lord as
those that seek thy Mercy find Even for the honour of thy Truth God ever just and good the way Of life will shew to such as stray The Meek in righteousness shall guide To such his heavenly Will express Which shall with Truth and Mercy bless All such as in his Laws abide My sins so numerous and great O â—or thy honour Lord forget What 's he who fears The ever-Blest To him shall he his Paths disclose His Soul refresh'd with calm repose The Land by his fair Race possest To him his Counsels shall impart And seal his Covenants in his heart On thee with fixed Eyes I wait My feet inlarge thou from their snares O pitty me so worn with cares Despised poor and desolate The troubles of my mind increase Lord from their galling yoke release Behold thou my affliction The toil and straits wherein I live My sins so infinite forgive Behold my Foes how potent grown How are they multiply'd of late Who hate me with a deadly hate Deliver O! from shame protect Since from my Faith I never swerve Let Innocence and Truth preserve Who constantly thy aid expect Redeem thy chosen Israel And sorrow from his brest expell PSALM XXVI LOrd judge my cause thy piercing Eye Beholds my Souls integritie How can I fall When I and all My hopes on thee relie Examine try my reins and heart Thou Mercies Source my object art Nor from thy Truth Have I in Youth Or will in Age depart Men sold to sin offend my sight I hate the two-tongu'd Hypocrite Those who devise Malicious lies And in their crimes delight But will with hands immaculate And offerings at thy Altar wait Thy Praise disperse In grateful verse Thy Noble Acts relate Thy House in my esteem excels The Mansion where thy Glory dwells My life O close Not up with those Whose sin thy Grace expells Who guiltless blood with pleasure spill Subverting bribes their right-hands fill Bold in offence But Innocence And Truth shall guard me still Redeem O with thy Grace sustain My feet now stand upon the plain Thy Justice I Will magnifie With those who fear thy Name PSALM XXVII GOd is my Saviour my clear light Who then can my repose affright Or what appear Worth such a fear My life protected by his Might Vain hatred vain their power That would my life devour These fell when they against me fought The Wicked suffer'd what they sought Though troops of foes At once inclose Of fear I would not lodge a thought Should Armies compass me So confident in thee One thing I have and shall request That I may in thy Mansion rest Till Death surprize My closing eyes That they may on thy beauty feast That in thy Temple still I may enquire thy Will When storms arise on ev'ry side He will in his Pavillion hide How ever great In that retreat I shall conceal'd and safe abide He to resist their shock Hath fixt me on a Rock Now is my head advanc'd renown'd Above my foes who gird me round That in my Tent I may present My sacrifice with Trumpets sound There I thy praise will sing Set to a well-tun'd string O hear thou my afflicted cry Extend thy pity and reply When thus the Lord In sweet accord Seek thou my Face with searching Eye Directed by thy Grace Lord I will seek thy Face Thy Face O therefore never hide Nor in thine anger turn aside From him that hath Serv'd thee with faith Forsake me not my ancient Guide So oft in dangers known O leave me not alone Although my Parents should forsake Yet Lord thou wouldst to Harbour take O lest I stray Teach me the Way And in thy Precepts perfect make Because my enemies Watch like so many Spies Expose me not to their desire For lying witnesses conspire Who in their breath Bear Wrath and Death My Soul had sunk beneath their ire But that I did relye On thy benignity In hope to see within the Land Of those that live thy saving hand He shall impart Strength to thy heart Wait on the Lord undaunted stand His heav'nly Will attend Who timely aid will send PSALM XXVIII MY God my Rock regard my Crie Lest I unheard like those that die In shades of dark Oblivion lie To my ascending Grief give ear When I my hands devoutly rear Before thy Mercy-seat with fear With wicked men mix not my Fate Nor drag me with the Reprobate Who speak of Peace but foster hate Such as their works their dire intent And practices to circumvent Such be their dreadful punishment Since they will not thy Choice renown But hate whom thou intend'st to crown O build not up but pull them down He hears His Name be magnifi'd My Strength secur'd on ev'ry side â—ince all my hope on him rely'd These Seas of Joy my Tears devour My Songs shall celebrate thy Power O thou that art to thine a Tower O thou my strong Deliverance Thy People thine Inheritance Bless feed preserve and still advance PSALM XXIX YOu that are of Princely Birth Praise the Lord of Heav'n and Earth Glory give his Pow'r proclame Magnifie and praise his Name Worship in the Beauty bless Beauty of his Holiness From a dark and show'ring Cloud On the floods that roar aloud Hark! his Voice with terrour breaks God our God in Thunder speaks Powerful in his Voice on high Full of Pow'r and Majestie Lofty Cedars overthrown Cedars of steep Libanon Calf-like skipping on the ground Libanon and Sirion bound Like a youthful Unicorn Lab'ring Clouds with Light'ning torn At his Voice the Desert shakes Kadish thy vast Desert quakes Trembling Hindes then calve for fear Shady Forrests bare appear His renown by ev'ry tongue Through his Holy Temple sung He the raging Floods restrains He a King for ever raigns God his People shall increase Arm with Strength and bless with Peace PSALM XXX MY Verse shall in thy praises flow Lord thou hast rais'd my head on high Nor suffer'd the proud Enemy To triumph in my overthrow I cry'd aloud thy Arm did save Thou drew'st me from the shades of Death Repealing my exiled breath When almost swallow'd by the Grave You Saints of his oh sing his praise Present your Vows unto the Lord His perfect Holiness record Whose Wrath but for a Moment stays His quick'ning Favour life bestows Tears may continue for a night But Joy springs with the Morning Light Long-lasting Joys soon-ending Woes In my Prosperity I said My feet shall ever fixt abide I by thy favour fortifi'd Am like a stedfast Mountain made But when thou hid'st thy cheerful Face How infinite my Troubles grew My cries then with my grief renew Which thus implor'd thy saving Grace What profit can my blood afford When I shall to the Grave descend Can senseless Dust thy Praise extend Can Death thy living Truth record To my Complaints attentive be Thy Mercy in my aid advance O perfect my Deliverance That have no other Hope
but Thee Thou Lord hast made th' Afflicted glad My Sorrow into Dancing turn'd The Sack-cloth torn wherein I mourn'd And me in Tyrian Purple clad That so my Glory might proclame Thy Favours in a joyful Verse Uncessantly thy Praise rehearse And magnifie thy sacred Name PSALM XXXI WHo trusts in Thee O let not shame deject Thou ever Just my chased Soul secure Lord lend a willing ear with speed protect Be thou my Rock with thy strong Arm immure My Rock my Fortress for thy Honour aid And my ingaged feet from Danger guide Pull from their subtil Snares in secret laid O thou my only Strength so often try'd To thy safe Hands my Spirit I commend O my Redeemer O thou God of Truth Who Lies invent or unto Idols bend I have abhorr'd but lov'd Thee from my Youth I will rejoice and in thy Mercy boast That in his trouble wouldst thy Servant know Deliver when in expectation lost Nor yield him to the Triumph of his Foe Now help the Comfortless my Sight decays My Spirits faint my Flesh consumes with care My Life is spent with grief in sighs my Days My Strength through Sin dissolves my Bones impareâ— To all my Foes I am become a scorn Nor least to those who seem'd in love most near By all my late familiar Friends forlorn Who when they meet me turn aside for fear Forgot like those who in the Grave abide And as a broken vessel past repair Traduc'd by many fear on every side Who counsel take and would my life insnare But Lord my Hopes are on thee fixt I said Thou art my God my Days are in thy Hand Against my furious Foes oppose thy Aid And those who persecute my Soul withstand O let thy Face upon thy Servant shine Save for thy Mercies sake from Shame deâ—end Shame cover those who keep no Laws of thine And undeplored to the Grave descend The lying lips in endless silence close That with despite and pride traduce the Just. What Joy hast thou reserv'd what wrought for thosâ— In sight of all who fear and in thee trust Those shalt Thou in thy secret Presence hide From their Oppressors violence and wrongs They in thy close Pavilion shall abide Secured from the strife of envious Tongues Blest he who in a walled City hath To me his wonderful Affection shown I rashly said I am the food of Wrath Cut off for ever from his Presence thrown Yet thou O ever blessed heard'st my Prayer When to thy Mercy I address my Cry O love the living Lord all you that are His chosen Saints and on his Aid rely For he the Faithful ever will preserve And render to the Proud their full deserts Couragious be all you who hope and serve The Lord of Life who will confirm your hearts PSALM XXXII BLest O thrice blest is he Whose Sins remitted be And whose Im-pi e ties God covers from his Eyes To whom his Sins are not Imputed as forgot His Soul with guile unstain'd While silent I remain'd My bones consum'd away I roared all the day For on me day and night Thy Hand did heavy light My moisture dry'd throughout Like to a Summers drought I then my Sins confest How far I had transgrest When all I had reveal'd Thy Hand my Pardon seal'd For this who Godly are Shall seek to Thee by Prayer Seek when thou may'st be found In Deluges undrown'd Thou art my safe Retreat My Shield when dangers threat Shalt my Deliverance With Songs of Joy advance I will instruct and show The way which thou shouldst goe The way to Pietie And guide thee with mine eye Be not like Mule and Horse Whose reason is their Force Whose mouth the Bit and Rein Lest they rebel restrain Innumerable Woes The Wicked shall inclose But those who God affect His Mercy shall protect O you who are upright In God your God delight You Just his blessed Choice In Him with Songs rejoice PSALM XXXIII TO God you Just your Voices raise It you beseems to sing his Praise O celebrate the King of kings On Instruments strung with ten Strings To Harp and Lute new Dities sing Sing loud with skillful fingering His Words are crown'd by their event And all his Works are permanent Justice and Judgement he affects His Bounty upon all reflects His Word the arched Heav'ns did frame His Breath the Stars eternal Flame He the collected Seas confines And folds the Deep in Magazines The Lord O all you Nations fear All whom the Earths round shoulders bear He spake 't was done as soon as said At his Commandment stedfast made The People counsel take in vain Their Projects no success obtain The Counsels of the Lord are sure His Purposes no Change indure Blest they whose God Jehovah is The Nation set apart for his The Lord looks from the lofty Skies On careful Mortals casts his Eyes The Lord looks from his Residence The Sons of men beholds from thence He fashioned their hearts alone To him their Thoughts and deeds are known No King is saved by an Host No Giant in his strength should boast There rests no Safety in a Horse None are deliver'd by his force Gods eyes are ever on the Just Who fear and in his Mercy trust To free their Souls from swallowing Earth And keep alive in time of Dearth Our fervent Souls on God attend Our help who only can defend In whom our Hearts exult for joy Because we on his Name rely Great God to us propitious be As we have fixt our Hopes on thee PSALM XXXIV THe Lord I will for ever bless My Tongue his praises shall profess In him my Soul shall boast The Meek shall hear the same and joy His Name with me O magnifie Extoll the Lord of Hosts My Prayers ascending pierc'd his ear Who snatch'd me from those storms of fear The Meek who God expect Who flow to him like living Brooks Shame never shall distain their looks Nor with foul guilt infect This Wretch in his adversity Then men shall say to God did cry Whose Mercy him secur'd The Angels of Jehovah those Who fear him with their Tents inclose By Strength divine immur'd How good our God O taste and see Who trust in him thrice happy be You Saints O fear him still Such feel no want the Lions rore For hunger but who God implore He shall with Plenty fill Come children with attention hear I will instruct you in his fear What man delights in life Seeks to live happily and long From evil guard thy wary Tongue Thy lips from fraud and strife Do good and wicked deeds eschew Seek sacred Peace her steps pursue Gods Eyes are on the Just Their cries his open Ear attends But on the Bad his wrath descends Their Names reduc'd to dust He hears the Righteous and their cry â—reserv'd in their adversity A broken heart affects And Souls contrite which in Him trust Great are the afflictions of the Just But He in all
his Guide Nor shall his Feet in slippery places slide Men seek his blood but God defends nor shall He by the sentence of the Wicked fall Wait on the Lord nor his straight paths transgress And evermore this pregnant Soil possess But those who in iniquity delight Shall be cut off and perish in thy sight The Wicked I have seen in wealth to flow Exceed in power and like a Laurel grow Yet vanish hence as he had never been I sought him but he was not to be seen Observe the perfect and the pure of heart They die in peace and happily depart But the Ungodly are at once cut down And perish without pity or renown The Lord is the salvation of the Just Their strength in trouble since in him they trust Will those assist who on his aid depend Deliver and from impious Foes defend PSALM XXXVIII NOT in thy wrath against me rise Nor in thy fury Lord chastise Thy Arrows wound Nail to the Ground Thy hand upon me lies No Limb from pain and anguish free Because I have incensed thee Nor rest can take My bones so ake Such sin abounds in me Like Billows they my head transcend Beneath their heavy load I bend My Ulcers swell Corrupt and smell Of Folly the sad end Perplext in mind I pine away And mourning waste the tedious day My Flesh no more Then all one Sore All parts at once decay Much broken all my strength o're-thrown Through anguish of my Soul I groan Lord thou dost see My thoughts and me My Sighs to thee are known My sad Heart pants my nerves relent My Sight grows dim and to augment My miseries All my Allies And Friends themselves absent Who seek my life their Snares extend Their wicked thoughts on Mischief bend Calumniate And lye in wait To bring me to my end But I as deaf to them appear As mute as if I tongueless were My passion rul'd Like one that could At all not speak nor hear Because my hopes on thee relye My God I said O hear my cry Lest they should boast Who hate me most And in my ruin joy For O! I droop with struggling spent My thoughts are on my sorrows bent My sins excess I will confess In show'rs of tears repent My foes are full of strength and pride Who causeless hate are multiply'd Who good with ill Repay would kill Because I just abide Depart not Lord O pitty take Nor me in my extreames forsake Salvation Is thine alone Hast to my succour make PSALM XXXIX I Said I will my wayes observe Lest I should swerve With Bit and Reins my Tongue keep in Too prone to Sin Nor to their Calumnie reply Who glory in Im pi e ty I like a Statue silent stood Dumb even to good My Sorrows boyling in my breast Exil'd my rest But when my Heart incenst with wrong Grew hot I gave my Grief a tongue Of those few days I have to spend And my last End Inform me Lord that I may so My Frailty know My time is made short as a Span As nothing is the Age of man Man nothing is but Vanitie Though thron'd on high Walks like a shadow and in vain Turmoils with pain He heaps up wealth with wretched care Yet knows not who shall prove his Heir Lord what expect I thou the Scope Of all my Hope Him from his loath'd Transgressions free Who trusts in Thee Nor O subject me to the Rule And proud derision of a Fool With silence since thy Will was such I suffered much O now forbear lest instant Death Force my faint breath When thou dost with thy Rod chastise Offending man his courage dies His Beauty wasted like a cloth Gnawn by the Moth Himself a short-liv'd vanitie And born to dye Lord to my Prayers incline thine Ear And thy afflicted Servant hear Nor these salt rivers of mine Eyes My God despise A Stranger as my Fathers were I sojourn here O let me gather strength before I pass away and be no more PSALM XL. FOr God I patiently did look He to my crys inclin'd his Ear And when invironed with fear From that Abyss of horror took Drew from the Mud and on a Rock Establish'd to indure the shock Then did into my mouth convey Songs of his Praise un-sung before Many shall see with fear adore And trusting in th' Almighty say Who on the Lord depend are blest Who Liers and the Proud detest Many and full of wonder are The Works O Lord which Thou hast wrought What Thou to raise our joyes hast thought O who in order can declare 'T were lost endeavour to express Their number that are numberless Thou Gifts nor Offerings dost desire But pierced hast thy Servants ear To Thee Oblations are not dear Nor Sacrifice consum'd with fire Then said I Lo I come thus it Is of me in Thy Volume writ Thy Laws are written in my Heart My Joy Thy Pleasure to fulfil I in the great Assembly still Thy Righteousness to all impart My lips are unrestrain'd by me Which Lord is only known to Thee Thy Justice I have not conceal'd Within the closure of my breast But Thy Fidelity profest And saving health at large reveal'd Amidst the Congregation Thy constant Truth and Mercy shown Withdraw not Lord thy long'd for Aid With Truth and Mercy still inclose For O! innumerable woes On every side my Soul invade So changed with Iniquities That they ev'n blind my fearful eyes In number they my hairs exceed My fainting heart pants in my breast Be pleas'd to succour the Distrest And Lord deliver me with speed Let shame at once confound them all That seek my Soul and plot my fall Be they repulst with Infamy Who persecute with deadly hate Deservedly left desolate Who Ha Ha! in derision cry Let all who seek thy Help rejoyce And praise Thee with a cheerful Voice Let them who thy Salvation love Still say The Lord be magnifi'd Though I be poor and cast aside Yet he regards me from above My Safety my Deliverer No longer thy relief defer PSALM XLI WHo duly shall the Poor regard Hath his Reward The Lord in time of Trouble shall Prevent his fall He shall among the Living rest And with the Earths increase be blest Lord render him not up to those Who are his Foes When he in sorrow languisheth Near unto Death Let him by Thee be comforted And in his Sickness make his bed I said O Lord thy Mercy show And Health bestow For O! my Soul the lothsome stains Of Sin retains My Foes have said When shall he die And yet out-live his Memory â—f any visit they devise Deceitful Lies Their hollow Hearts with Mischief load Divulg'd abroad Who hate me whisper and contrive How they may swallow me alive Behold say they this Punishment From Heav'n is sent He from the bed whereon he lies Shall never rise Yea even my Friend my Confident My Guest his heel against me bent But Lord thy Mercy I
Rock O lead So far above my head That wert and art my Tower Against oppressing Power For to thy sacred Court I ever shall resort Secure beneath thy wings From all their menacings Even Thou my suit hast sign'd A King by Thee design'd To govern such as will Thy Holy Law fulfill Whom Thou long life wilt give His Ages shall out-live He Throne shall stand before Thy Face for evermore Thy Mercy Lord extend Him for thy Truth defend Then I in chearful Layes Will celebrate thy praise And to Thee every day My Vows devoutly pay PSALM LXII LOrd thou art the only Scope Of my never-fainting Hope My Salvation my Defence Refuge of my Innocence Thou the Rock I build upon Not by man to be o're-thrown How long will you machinate Persecute with causlels hate You shall like a tott'ring wall Like a batter'd Bulwark fall All conspire to cast me down From my brows to tear my Crown Full of fraud they bless in show When their Thoughts with curses flow Yet my Soul on God attends All my Hope on him depends He the Rock I built upon Not by man to be o're-thrown He my Glory he my Tower Guards me by his saving Power You who are sincere and just In the Lord for ever trust Powr your Hearts before his Throne His who can protect alone All that are of high Descent To the Poor and Indigent Nothing are but Vanity Nothing but deceive and lye Balanc'd altogether they Lighter than a Vapour weigh In Oppression trust thou not Nor in Wealth by Rapine got If thy Riches multiply See thou prize them not too high God said once twice have I heard Power is his by Him conferr'd His is Mercy He rewards And as we deserve regards PSALM LXIII TO Thee O God my God I pray Before the dawning of the Day My Soul and wasting flesh With thirsty Ardor Thee desire In Soils scorch'd with aethereal Fire Whose draught no show'rs refresh That in thy Sanctuary I May see thy Power and Majesty Once more with ravish'd eyes My lips shall celebrate thy Praise Thy Goodness more than length of daies Or life it self I prise Extoll'd while I have utterance To Thee will I my Palmes advance That wilt with marrow feast My Verse thy Wonders shall recite Remembred in the silent Night As on my Bed I rest Secur'd beneath thy shady Wing I will in sacred Raptures sing And to thy Promise cleave Thy Hand upholds but who with hate My Soul seek to precipitate Hells entrails shall receive The raging Sword shall shed their blood A prey for Wolves for Foxes food Yet God his King shall bless And such as swear by his great Name But those whose Tongues the Just defame Confusion shall suppress PSALM LXIV THou great Protector hear my Cry Save from my dreadful Enemy O vindicate From their close hate Who for my Soul in ambush lie From their blind Rage protect Who Truth and Thee reject Who whet their Tongues more sharp than Swords Their Arrows draw even bitter words To wound th' Upright With fierce delight When Time to their desire accords Then on a sudden shoot Nor fear divine pursuit Confirm'd in skilful Malice they Conspire their Nets in secret lay And say What eye Can this descry First counsel take and then betray On mischief set their hearts Pursu'd by wicked Arts. But God shall let his Arrows flie Wound in the twinkling of an Eye Each deadly stung By his own Tongue Shall with that fatall Poison die Who this behold or hear Shall tremble with cold fear Men shall their Eyes with wonder raise Rehearse his Deeds and sing his Praise Eternity Shall crown their Joy Who walk in his prescribed ways He to the Pure of Heart His Glory shall impart PSALM LXV DUe Honours Lord on Thee attend Where Sions sacred Towers ascend There thy devoted Israelites Shall pay their Vows with solemn Rites To Thee shall all Man-kind repair Since thou vouchsaf'st to hear our Prayer Our Sins thy Mercies expiate When burthen'd with their loathed weight Thrice happy he of whom thou mak'st Thy Choice and to thy service tak'st That may within thy Courts reside There with thy Goodness satisfi'd And taste of that sincere Delight Which never cloys the Appetite From thee O God our Safety springs Thy Judgement threatens dreadful things Their Hope whom Soils remote sustain Who flote upon the toiling Main Great is thy Power propt by thy Hand Cloud-touching Mountains stedfast stand Thou with thy Scepter dost appease The roaring of the high-wrought Seas And the tumultuary jarrs Of People breathing Blood and Warrs Who dwell upon the Earth's Confines They tremble at thy fearful Signs Where first the Sun his beam displays And where he sets his golden Rayes They triumph in the fruits of Peace Inriched by the Earth's increase He Rain upon her Bosom pow'rs His swelling Clouds abound with Show'rs And so prepares the lusty Soil To recompence the Reapers toil Mellows the Glebe with fatning juyce Whose furrows hopeful blades produce With Plenty crowns the smiling Years Shed from the influence of the Sphears The Desert with sweet Claver fills And richly shades the joyful Hills Flocks cover all the higher Plain The rancker Vallies cloth'd with Grain These in Abundance solacing Without a tongue thy Praises sing PSALM LXVI HAppy Sons of Israel Who in pleasant Canaan dwell Fill the Air with shouts of Joy Shouts redoubled from the Skie Sing the great Jehovah's Praise Trophees to his Glory raise Say How wonderful thy Deeds Lord thy Power all power exceeds Conquest on thy sword doth sit Trembling Foes through fear submit Let the many-peopled Earth All of high and humble birth Worship our eternal King Hymns unto his honour sing Come and see what God hath wrought Terrible to humane thought He the Billows did divide Wall'd with waves on either side While we passed safe and dry Then our souls were wrap'd with joy Endless his Dominion All beholding from his Throne Let not those who hate us most Let not the Rebellious boast Bless the Lord his Praise be sung While an Ear can hear a Tongue He our feet establisheth He our souls redeems from Death Lord as silver purifi'd Thou hast with Affliction try'd Thou hast driv'n into the net Burthens on our shoulders set Trod on by their Horses hooves Theirs whom Pity never moves We through fire with flames imbrac'd We through raging floods have pass'd Yet by thy conducting hand Brought into a wealthy Land I will to thy House repair Worship and thy Power declare Off'rings on thy Altar lay All my vows devoutly pay Utter'd with my heart and tongue When opprest with powerful Wrong Fatlings I will Sacrifice Incense in perfumes shall rise Bullocks shaggy Goats and Rams Offer'd up in sacred flames You who great Jehovah fear Come O come you blest and hear What for me the Lord hath wrought Then when neer to ruin brought Fervently to Him I cry'd I his Goodness magnifi'd If
I Vices should affect Would not He my Prayers reject But the Lord my Prayers hath heard Which my tongue with tears preferr'd Sourâ—e of Mercy be Thou blest That hast granted my Request PSALM LXVII LOrd show'r on us thy Grace Inrich with Gifts divine Let thy illustrious Face Upon thy Servants shine That all below The arched Skie May Thee and thy Salvation know Let all thy Praise rehearse With one united Voyce Sing in melodious Verse Eternally rejoyce Thy Power obey Whose Justice shall Dispose of All All Scepters sway Let all extol thy Worth Then shall the smiling Earth Her pleasant fruits bring forth Nor ever mourn in Dearth We who implore Thy Blessings find And all Mankind With fear adore PSALM LXVIII LEt God the God of Battail rise And scatter his proud Enemies O let them flee before his face Like smoak which driving tempests chace As Wax dissolves with scorching Fire So perish in his burning Ire But let the Just with joy abound In joyful Songs his Praise resound Who riding on the rowling Sphears The Name of great Jehovah bears Before his Face your joys express A Father to the fatherless He wipes the tears from Widows eyes The single Plants in Families Inlarging those who late were bound While Rebels starve on thirsty Ground When he our numerous Army led And march'd through Deserts full of dread Heaven melted and Earths Centre shook With his majestick Presence strook When Israels God in Clouds came down High Sinai bow'd his trembling Crown He in th' approach of meager Dearth With show'rs refresht the fainting Earth Where his own Flock in safety fed The Needy unto plenty led By Him we conquer Virgins sing Our Victories and Timbrels sing He Kings with their vast Armies foils While women share their wealthy spoils You who among the Pots have lain In Soot and Smoak shall shine again Bright as the silver-feather'd Dove Whose wings with golden Splendor move When he the Kings had overthrown Our Land like snowy Salmon shone Gods Mountain Bashans Mount transcends Though he his many Heads extends Why boast you so ye meaner Hills God with his Glory Sion fills This his beloved Residence Nor ever will depart from hence His Chariots twenty thousand were Which Myriads of Angels bear He in the midst as when he crown'd High Sinai's sanctified ground Lord Thou thy Self hast rais'd on high Thou captivat'st Captivity Deck'd with the trophees of his Foes The gifts receiv'd on his bestows Reducing those who did rebell That both might in his Sion dwell O praised be the God of gods Who his with daily blessings loads The God of our Salvation On whom our hopes depend alone The Controverse of Life and Death Is arbitrated by his Breath He on their heads his Foes shall wound Their hairy scalps whose sins abound And in their trespasses proceed Thus spake Jehovah Iacobs Seed I will from Bashan bring again And through the bottom of the Main That Dogs may lap their enemies blood And they wade through a crimson Flood We in thy Sanctuary late My God my King beheld thy State The sacred Singers march'd before Who instruments of Musick bore In order followed Every Maid Upon her pleasant Timbrel plaid His Praise in your Assemblies sing You who from Israels Fountain spring Nor little Benjamin alone But Iudah from his Mountain-throne The far removed Zebulun And Naphtali which borders on Old Iordan where his stream dilates Joyn'd all their Powers and Potentates For us his winged Souldiers fought Lord strengthen what thy hand hath wrought He that supports a Diadem To Thee divine Ierusalem Shall in Devotion treasure bring To build the Temple of his King Break through their Pikes the multitude Of Bulls with savage strength indu'd Till they with gifts sweet Peace invite But scatter those whom Wars delight Far off from Sun-burnt Meroë From falling Nilus from the Sea Which beats on the Aegyptian shore Shall Princes come and here adore You Kingdoms through the World renown'd Sing to the Lord his praise resound He who Heavens upper Heaven bestrides And on her aged shoulders rides Whose voice the Clouds asunder rends In Thunder terrible descends O praise his Strength whose Majesty In Israel shines his Power on high He from his Sanctuary throws A trembling horror on his Foes While us his Power and Strength invest O Israel praise the Ever-blest PSALM LXIX LOrd snatch me from the raging Floud Now in deep Eddies almost drown'd That struggle in the yielding mud There where no bottom can be found The rising waves my head surround And with their terrors chill my Bloud Tir'd with complaining hoarse and sore Sight fails my long-expecting Eyes My Hairs are not in number more Than my uninjur'd Enemies The great in wrong against me rise I what I never took restore My God Thou know'st my Innocence Let not the faithful blush for me Traduc'd by slanderous Impudence Nor O! let those that call on Thee Their shame in my Confusion see Since Thou art our profest Defence For Thee I suffer Calumnies To Men become a general scorn Deserted by my near Allies By children of my Mother born Through zeal unto thy Honour worn While thy reproach upon me lies I fasted wept in Sack-cloth mourn'd My anguish in my looks exprest Yet this to my derision turn'd By Drunkards sung at every Feast Even Judges at my sorrow jest My Innocence by slander spurn'd Yet shall my Prayers and Sighs ascend Even in an acceptable hour Thy Mercy gracious Lord extend And save by thy Almighty Power Let not the swallowing mud devour Preserve from such a shameful end Deliver from th' insulting Foe My strugling Feet from sinking keep Let not the Billows overflow Nor Whirl-pits suck into their Deep O pity Thou the Eyes that weep And thy Transcendent Mercy show Hear and redeem without delay Nor in my trouble hide thy Face Lest I become a wretched prey To such as have my Soul in chase My shame indignities disgrace And all their crimes before Thee lay Reproach my bleeding heart hath pierc'd Was ever Sorrow half so great Compassion hath her Eyes averst My Grief no comfort could intreat They gave me bitter Gall to eat And Vinegar to quench my Thirst. O be their board a snare to those Prosperity it self a Bait Their Eyes in clouds of darkness close And let them fall by their own weight Pour on them thy Eternal hate With vengeance multiply their woes In Ruins let their Houses lie None in their silent Tents be found That would whom thou hast smit destroy And wounded Souls with slander wound Let their Iniquities abound Nor ever in thy Mercy joy Their names out of thy Volume blot Nor with the Just inthrone their Daies Though poor to misery begot Yet Thou shalt my dejection raise Then will I celebrate thy Praise My thankful Heart no time shall spot This will Jehovah more delight Than Bulls prepar'd for Sacrifice Their guilded Horns with Garlands
thy Saints displease For then what were it to be just or good My Soul this secret never understood Till I into thy Sanctuary came And there beheld their Honour end in Shame Thou hast on slippery hights their greatness plac'd Down Head-long from their Noon of glory cast How are they unto Desolation brought Consumed in the moment of a thought Such as a pleasant dream when Sleep forsakes Our flattered sense so when thy Wrath awakes Thou in thy dreadful fury shalt destroy Their empty and Imaginary joy These former thoughts did my weak Soul molest So ignorant so vain so like a beast Yet I by thy Divine supportance stand Thou held'st me up by thy Almighty hand Thou by thy counsel shalt direct my waies And after to eternal Glory raise For whom have I but Thee in Heaven above Or what on Earth can my Affections move My Thoughts and Flesh are frail yet Lord thou art My Portion and the Vigour of my Heart Who thee abandon shall to Death descend And they whose knees to cursed Idols bend I as my duty will to God repair On Him rely and his great Acts declare PSALM LXXIV LOrd why hast Thou abandoned O why for ever shall thine Ire Consume like a devouring Fire The Sheep which in thy pastures fed O think of those who were thy own By Thee of old from bondage brought Th' Inheritance which thou hast bought And Sion thy affected Throne Come O come quickly and survey What spoil the barbarous Foe hath made Lo all in heaps of ruins laid Thy Temple their accursed prey Like Lions with sharp Famine whet They in thy Sanctuary roar All purple in thy Peoples gore And there their conquering Ensigns set It was esteem'd a great renown With Ax to square the Mountain Okes Now they demolish with their strokes And hew the carved Fabrick down Who lo with all-infolding flame The beauty of the Earth devour Profanely prostrate on the floor That Temple sacred to thy Name Now said they with a sudden hand Give we a general End to all By Fire the holy structures fall Through this depopulated Land No Miracles amaze our Foes There are no Prophets to divine That might our miseries decline None know the period of our woes Ah! how long shall our Enemies Exult and glory in our shame How long shall they Blaspheme thy Name Great God and thy slow Wrath despise Thy hand out of thy Bosome draw Nor longer thy Revenge with-hold My God thou wast our King The old Amazed World thy Wonders saw Thou struck'st the Erythaean waves When Seas from Seas in tumult fled Brak'st the Aegyptian Dragons head And mad'st the joyning Floods their Graves That great Leviathan of Nile To Beasts and Serpents which possess The dry and foodless Wilderness By Thee delivered for a Spoil Thou clav'st the Rock from whose green wound The thirst expelling Fountain brake Thou mad'st the heady Streams forsake Their Chanels and become dry ground The cheerful Day Night cloth'd in shade The Moon and radient Sun are Thine Thy Bounds the swelling Seas confine Summer and Winter by Thee made Great God of gods forget not those Who Thee reproachfully despise Remember Lord the Blasphemies Cast on thee by our frantick Foes O! to the wicked Multitude Surrender not thy Turtle-dove Nor from thy tender care remove The Poor by powerful Wrong pursu'd Thy Cov'nant bound by Oath maintain For Darkness over-spreads the Face Of all the Land in every place Destruction Rape and Slaughter reign Let not th' opprest return with shame But crown thee with deserv'd applause O patronize thy proper Cause Remember Fools revile thy Name O let their Sorrows never cease Who blast Thee with their Calumnies The tumults of their Pride who rise Against Thee every day increase PSALM LXXV THy Praises O eternal King Our Souls in sacred Verse will sing The wonders of thy Works declare Thy Presence in thy Power and Care When I shall wear the Hebrew Crown High Justice shall my Reign renown The Land with weak'ning Discord rent The People without Government Faint and dissolve Her Pillars I Support her Breaches fortifie Proud Man I said renounce thy Pride Thou Fool thy Folly cast aside Do not so high your Horns erect Nor bellow as with yoak uncheckt Preferment from the Orient Nor from the Evening-Suns Descent Nor Desert comes God guides our Fates He raiseth and He ruinates A cup of red and mingled Wine He poureth out to me and mine But every Rebel in the Land Shall drink the Dregs squeez'd by his Hand His noble Acts I will relate The God of Iacob celebrate Suppress the Wicked and their wayes The Just to Wealth and Honour raise PSALM LXXVI GOd in Iudah is renown'd Salem with his Temple crown'd He in sacred Sion dwells Israel his wonders tells He their flying Ensigns tears Shivers the Assyrian Spears He their Swords Shields Arrows broke Kill'd subdu'd without a stroke Thou more excellent than they That on Iuries Mountains prey Who the Great in battel foil'd Of their lives and honours spoil'd Not the Mighty could withstand Nor so much as find a hand Princes by thy only Breath With the Vulgar sleep in Death Terrible unto thy Foes O who can thy Wrath oppose When as they thy Thunder hear Mortals stand amaz'd and fear When from thy eternal Rest Thou descend'st to save th' Opprest Malice but it self betrayes And converts into thy praise Future rage thou shalt restrain Making their indeavours vain Iacobs Seed with one accord Pay your Vows unto the Lord. Holy Levites Offerings bring Of his glorious Conquest sing He who Princes overthrows O how fearful to his Foes PSALM LXXVII TO God I cry'd He heard my cries Again when plung'd in miseries Renew'd with raised hands and eyes My festred wounds ran all the Night No comfort could my Soul invite To relish long out-worn delight I call'd upon the Ever-blest And yet my troubles still increast Almost to Death by sorrow prest Thou keep'st my galled eyes awake Words fail my grief sighs only spake Which from my panting bosome brake Then did my Memory unfold The wonders which thou wrought'st of old By our admiring Fathers told The Songs which in the Night I sung When deeply by affliction stung These thoughts thus mov'd my desperate tongue Wilt thou for ever Lord forsake Nor pity on th' afflicted take O shall thy mercy never wake Wilt thou thy promise falsifie Must I in thy displeasure die Shall Grace before thy Fury flie This said I thus my Passions checkt His changes on their ends reflect To punish and restore th' Elect. His great Deliverance shall dwell In my Remembrance I will tell What in our Fathers days befell His counsels from our reach are set Hid in his sacred Cabinet What God like ours so Good so Great Who wonders can effect alone His Peoples great Redemption To Iacob's Seed and Ioseph's known The yielding Floods confess thy Might The Deeps were troubled at thy Sight And
a Million Let me be contemn'd and poor In thy Temple keep a Door Then with wicked men possess All that they call Happiness O thou Shield of our Defence O thou Sun whose influence Sweetly glides into our Hearts Thou who all to thine imparts Happy O thrice happy he Who alone depends on Thee PSALM LXXXV AT length thou hast thy Mercy shown Drawn from the Babylonian yoke Our Sins remov'd which did provoke Thy Wrath even that now overblown Great God our ruin'd State restore And let thy Anger flame no more O shall it like a Comet reign Extending to the yet unborn Wilt thou not quicken the forlorn That thine in Thee may joy again O show'r thy Mercy from above Preserve and fix us in thy love I will the Voice of God attend Who to his People speaks of Peace Such as in Sanctity increase Nor to their Sins again descend These soon with Freedom shall be blest That Glory may our Land invest Those Dayes shall consummate our Bliss Sweet Clemency with Truth shall meet High Justice gentle Peace shall greet Saluting with a holy Kiss For Truth shall from the Earth arise And Righteousness look from the Skies Then shall Jehovah distribute His Blessings with a liberal Hand The rich and ever grateful Land Abundantly produce her fruit For Justice shall before him go And her fair steps to Mortals show PSALM LXXXVI MY God thy Suppliant hear Afford a gentle Ear For I am comfortless And labour in distress My righteous Soul relieve So ready to forgive Thy Servant Lord defend Whose hopes on Thee depend Me from the Grave restore Who daily Thee implore From wasting Sorrow free The Heart long vow'd to Thee For thou art God alone To tender pity prone Propitious unto all Who on thy Mercy call O hear my fervent prayer And take me to thy care Then ready to be found When troubles most abound What God like Thee O Lord Of all by men ador'd Or underneath the Sun Such miracles hath done Zeal shall all hearts inflame T' adore and praise thy Name For thou art God alone Thy Power in Wonders shown Direct me in thy Way So shall I never stray My thoughts from Tempests clear United in thy Fear My Soul shall celebrate Thy Praise thy Power relate That hast advanc'd my head And rais'd me from the Dead The Proud against me rise And pow'rful Enemies All Rebells to thy Will My guiltless blood would spill But O thou King of kings From Thee sweet Mercy springs Still gracious slow to wrath True to thy Servants Faith Lord for thy Mercies sake Into thy Bosome take Thy Hand-maids Son O save From the devouring Grave Some happy Sign expose To my ashamed Foes That they thy Hate may see To them thy Love to me PSALM LXXXVII THe Lord hath with his Temple crown'd Moriah by his Choice renown'd Not all the Tents of Israel Or Mountains which in height excel He so affects or celebrates As lofty Sions stately Gates Ierusalem thou Throne of Kings Of Thee they utter glorious things Not by Iudea's narrow bounds Prescrib'd the Land which Nile surrounds Great Babylon proud Palaestine Rich Tyre which circling Seas confine And black-brow'd Aethiopians Shall yield thee Citizens and Sons All sorts of People foreign-bred As Natives there indenized In Sion built by immortal Hands Firm as the Mountain where it stands The Lord in his eternal Scroll Shall these as Citizens inroll Their Musick shall the Affections raise And Songs sung in Jehovah's praise Whose Blessings on this City shall Like Streams from Heavenly Fountains fall PSALM LXXXVIII MY Saviour both by night and day To Thee I pray O let my Cries transcend the Sphears And pierce thy Ears Lest Sorrow stop my fainting breath Now near the Jaws of greedy Death My light extinguish'd numbered Among the Dead Like men in battail slain the womb Of Earth their Tomb Forgotten as if never known By thy tempestuous Wrath o're thrown By Thee lodg'd in the lower Deeps Where Horrour keeps In Dungeons where no Sun displaies His cheerful Raies Crush'd by thy Wrath on me thy Waves Rush like so many rolling Graves My old Familiars now my Foes Deride my Woes My House becomes my Goal where I In Fetters lie Blind with my tears with crying hoarse Hands rais'd in vain a walking Coarse Wilt thou to those thy Wonders show Who sleep below The Dead from their cold Mansions raise To sing thy Praise Shall Mercy find us in the Grave Or wilt thou in Destruction save Wilt thou thy Wonders bring to light In Deaths long Night Or shall thy Justice there be shown Where none are known I have and still to Thee will pray Before the Sun restore the Day O why hast thou withdrawn thy Grace And hid thy Face From me who from my Infancy But daily die Whilst I thy Terrours undergo Distracted by these storms of woe Thy Anger like a Gulph devours My trembling Powers With troops of Terrours circled round In Sorrow drown'd Depriv'd of those that lov'd me most To all in dark oblivion lost PSALM LXXXIX OUr grateful Songs O thou eternal King Shall ever of thy boundless Mercies sing And thy unalterable Truth rehearse To after Ages in a living verse For what is by thy Clemency decreed Shall orderly and faithfully succeed Even like those never resting Orbs above Which on firm hinges circularly move Thus God unto his servant David swore This Cov'nant made I will for evermore Thy seed establish and thy Throne sustain Whilst Seas shall flow or Moons increase and wain The heavenly Hierarchy thy Truth shall praise The Saints below thy glorious Wonders blaze For who is like our God above the Clouds Or who so great whom humane frailty shrowds He to his Angels terrible appears And daunts the Tyrants of the Earth with fears Great God! how great when dreadful Armies joyn What God so strong what Faith so firm as thine Thy Bounds the Billows of the Sea restrain Thou calm'st the tumults of th' incensed Main Proud Rahab like a Coarse with blood imbru'd Hew'n down the strong with greater strength subdu'd Thine are the Heavens those Lamps which guild the Skies Round earth broad â—eas and all which they comprise Thou mad'st the Southern and the Northern Pole Whereon the Orbs coelestial swiftly rowl Hermon invested with the Morning Raies And Tabor with the Evenings sing thy praise Thy Arm excells in Strength thy hands sustain The World they made And guide it with a rein Justice with Judgement joyn'd thy Throne uphold Mercy and Truth thy sacred brows infold Thrice happy they who when the Trumpet calls Throng to thy celebrated Festivalls They of thy Beauty shall injoy the sight And guide their Feet by that informing light Thy Name shall daily in their mouths be found And in thy Justice shall their Joys abound Our Ornament in Peace our Strength in Wars Thy Favour shall exalt us to the Stars Thou Holy One of Israel our King
below Spread their roots and upwards grow Fruit in their Old-age shall bring Ever fat and flourishing This Gods Justice celebrates He my Rock Injustice hates PSALM XCIII NOw great Jehovah reigns With Majesty aray'd His Power all powers restraines By men and gods obey'd The round Earth hung In liquid Air Establish'd there But by his Tongue Thy Throne more old than Time And after as before The Floods in billows clime And foming loudly rore With horrid Noise The Ocean raves And breaks his Waves Against the Skies But thou more to be fear'd More terrible than these Thy Voice in Thunder heard Thy Nod rebukes the Seas Thee Truth renowns Pure Sanctity Eternally Thy Temple crowns PSALM XCIV GReat God of Hosts revenge our Wrong On those who are in Mischief strong Upon thy Foes Inflict our woes For Vengeance doth to Thee belong Judge of the World prevent The Proud and Insolent How long shall they the Just oppress And triumph in their Wickedness How long supplant Ah! how long vaunt And glory in their dire success Thy Saints asunder break Insulting o're the Weak Who Strangers and poor Widows kill The blood of wretched Orphans spill And say Can he Or hear or see Doth God regard what 's good or ill Brute Beasts without a mind O Fools in knowledge blind Shall not th' Almighty see and hear Who form'd the Eye and fram'd the Ear Who Nations slew Not punish you Who taught not know to him appear Dark Counsels secret Fires Vain Hopes and vast Desires But O! thrice blessed he whom God Chastiseth with his gentle Rod Informs and aws By sacred Laws In storms brought to a safe aboad While the Unrighteous shall By winged Vengeance fall For he will not forsake th' Elect Nor who adore his Name reject But Judgement then Shall turn again To Justice and her Throne Erect Who are in Heart upright Shall follow that clear Light What mortal will th' Afflicted aid Defend when impious Foes invade Lord hadst not thou My Soul e're now In silent shades of Death had laid For he my Out-cries heard And from the Centre rear'd When Grief my labouring Soul confounds Thou powrest Balm into her wounds Shall Tyranny With thee comply Who Mischief for a Law propounds Who swarm to circumvent And doom the Innocent But thou O Lord art my Defence My Refuge and my Recompence The Vicious shall By Vices fall By their own Sins be swept from hence God shall cut off their breath And give them up to Death PSALM XCV COme Sing the great Jehovah's Praise Whose Mercies have prolong'd our Dayes Sing with a joyful voyce With bending Knees and raised Eyes Adore your God O sacrifice In sacred Hymns rejoyce Great is the God of our Defence Transcending all in eminence His Hand the Earth sustains The Depths the lofty Mountains made The Land and liquid Plains displaid And curbs them with his Reins O come before his Foot-stool fall Our only God who form'd us all Through Storms of danger led He is our Shepherd we his Sheep His Hands from Wolves and Rapine keep In pleasant Pastures fed The Voice of God thus spake this Day Repine not as at Meribah As in the Wilderness Where your Fore-fathers tempted me Who did my Works of Wonder see And to their shame confess When vex'd for forty years I said This People in their hearts have stray'd Rebellious to command To whom I in my Anger swore That Death should seise on them before They knew this pleasant Land PSALM XCVI NEw composed Ditties sing To our Everlasting King You all you of Humane birth Fed and nourish'd by the Earth Celebrate Jehovah's Praise Daily his Deliveries blase His Glory let the Gentiles know To the World his wonders show O how gracious O how great Earth his Foot-stool Heaven his Seat To be fear'd and honour'd more Than those gods whom Fools adore Idols by their Servants made But our God the Heavens display'd Honour Beauty Power Divine In his Sanctuary shine All who by his Favour live Glory to Jehovah give Glory due unto his Name And his Mighty Deeds proclame Offerings on his Altar lay There your Vows devoutly pay In his beauteous Holiness To the Lord your Prayer address All whom Earths round shoulders bear Serve the Lord with Joy and Fear Tell Mankind Jehovah reigns He shall bind the world in Chains So as it shall never slide And with sacred Justice guide Let the smiling Heavens rejoyce Joyful Earth exalt her Voice Let the dancing Billows rore Ecchoes answer from the Shore Fields their flowry Mantles shake All shall in their Joy partake While the Woods Musicians sing To the ever-youthful Spring Fill his Courts with sacred Mirth He He comes to judge the Earth Justly He the World shall sway And his Truth to men display PSALM XCVII O Earth joy in Jehovah's Reign You numerous Isles clasp'd by the Main Him rolling Clouds and Shades infold Judgement and Truth his Throne uphold Who fiery Darts before him throws With winged flames consumes his Foes His Lightning made a day of night Earth trembled at so fear'd a sight The Mountains at his Presence sweat Like pliant Wax dissolv'd with Heat At his Descension from the Skie Who rules the Worlds great Monarchie The Heavens declare his Righteousness His Glory wondering men confess Let those with shame to Hell descend Whose Knees to cursed Idols bend Whose rocks for Deities implore O all you gods our God adore Rejoycing Sion heard her King Her Daughters of his Judgements sing Thou art exalted above all Mankind and Pow'rs Angelicall Those Saints thy shady Wings protect Who Sin abhor and thee affect For thou hast sown the Seeds of Light And joy which shall invest th' Upright You Just your joyful Hearts elate His blest Memorial celebrate PSALM XCVIII SIng to the King of kings Sing in unusual Laies That hath wrought wondrous things His Conquest crown with Praise Whose Arms alone And sacred Hands Their impious Bands Have overthrown He â—ustice brings to light His saving Truth extends Even in the Gentiles sight To Earths remotest Ends. His Heavenly Grace At full display'd And promise made To Iacobs Race Let all that dwell on Earth Their high Affections raise With universal Mirth And loudly sing his Praise To Musick joyn The warbling Voice Let all rejoyce With Joy divine The sprightly Trumpet sound The shrill-voic'd Cornet bringâ— Let all with Joy abound Before the Lord our King Rore out you Seas You spangled Skies All you comprise Rejoyce with these Floods clap your thronging waves You Hills exalt your mirth He who his People saves Now comes to judge the Earth The round World shall With Justice trie His Equitie Dispenst to all PSALM XCIX LEt our Foes with terrour quake Let the Earths Foundations shake Now the Lord his Reign begins Thron'd between the Cherubins O how great in Sions Towers High above all Mortal Powers Great and terrible his Name Since so holy praise the same
record That they may know and serve the Lord. PSALM CVIII MY Thoughts the Lord their Object make Before the ruddy Morning spring My Glory of his Praise shall sing Awake my Lute my Harp awake While I to all the World rehearse His praises in a living Verse Thy Mercy O how great extends Above the Starry Firmament Still unto tender pity bent Thy Truth the soaring clouds transcends Thy Head above the Heavens erect Thy Glory on the Earth reflect O hear us who thy aid implore And with thy own Right hand defend To thy Beloved Succour send God by his Sanctity thus swore I Sâ—â—coths Valley will divide In Sichems Spoils be magnifi'd Manasseh Gilead both are mine Ephraim my Strength in Battail bold Thou Iudah shalt my Scepter hold â— will triumph o're Palaestine Base Servitude shall Moab waste O're Edom I my Shooe will cast Who will our forward Troops direct To Rabbah strongly fortifi'd Or into sandy Edom guide Lord wilt not thou that didst reject Nor wouldst before our Armies goe Now lead our Host against the Foe When Death and Horrour most affright Do thou our troubled Souls sustain For O the help of Man is vain Lead and we valiantly shall fight Thy Feet our Foes shall trample down Thy Hands our Brows with Conquest crown PSALM CIX MY God my Glory leave not in Distress Nor let prevailing fraud the truth oppress They who delight in subtilties and wrongs Afflict me with the poison of their tongues With Slander and Detraction gird me round And would without a Cause my life confound Good turns with evil proudly recompence And Love with Hate my Merit my offence But I in these Extremes to thee repair And pour out my perplexed Soul in Prayer Subject him to a Tyrants stern command Subverting Satan place at his Right hand Found guilty when arraign'd in that fear'd time Let his rejected Prayers augment his Crime May he by violence untimely dye And let another his Command supply Let his distressed Widow weep in vain His wretched Orphans to deaf Ears complain Let them the wandring Paths of Exile tread And in unpeopled Deserts seek their bread Let griping Usurers divide his spoil And Strangers reap the harvest of his toil In his long misery may he find no Friend None to his Race so much as Pity lend Let his Posterity be overthrown Their Names to the succeeding Age unknown Let not the Lord his Fathers Sins forget His Mothers Infamy before him set O let them be the Object of his Eye Till he out-root their hated Memory That to the wretched would no Mercy show But cruelly pursu'd his Overthrow Laid Trains to kill the Broken and Contrite On his own head let his dire Curses light He hated Blessing never be he blest Let cursing like a Robe his Loins invest And like a fatal Girdle gird him round As he with Execrations did abound Let them like Water in his Bowels boil And eat into his Bones like burning Oyl Thus let the Lord reward my Enemies Who seek to blast me with malicious lies But Lord in my deliverance proclame Thy Mercy for the honour of thy Name For I am poor with misery opprest My wounded heart bleeds in my panting brest I like the Evening shadow am declin'd And like the Locust toss'd with every wind My feeble Knees beneath their burden bend My Flesh with fasting falls my Bones ascend Reproach hath seiz'd on me my Foes revile And in derision shake their heads and smile My God O snatch me from the swallowing grave Thy servant with accustom'd Mercy save That they may know it was thy powerful Hand And how I by divine Supportance stand Still may they vainly curse whom thou dost bless And pine with envy at my good success Let them be cloth'd with shame O be their own Confusion on them like a Mantle thrown But I thy praise will duly celebrate And to the multitude thy Deeds relate That hast th' afflicted Soul from sorrow freed And from their snares who had his death decreed PSALM CX THe Lord unto my Lord thus spake Sit at my right hand till I make A Foot-stool of thy Foes He will thy Rod from Sion send Unto whose Power all powers shall bend That dare thy Rule oppose Thy People willingly shall pay Their vows in that triumphant Day With their united Powers Aray'd in Ephods nor so few As are those Pearls of Morning-dew Which hang on Herbs and Flowers He swore who never Oath did break Of th' order of Melchisedeck That thou a Priest should'st raign Even while the Sun disperst his Light While Moons shall rule th' alternate Night Or Stars their course maintain God in that Day at thy right hand Their Blood who Tyrant-like command Shall in his fury spill He in his Justice shall confound The Heathen and the purple ground With heaps of slaughter fill Who over many Nations sway And only their own Wills obey Shall sink beneath his rage Then shall this all-subduing King With Water of the Crystal spring His burning thirst asswage PSALM CXI MY Soul the honour of our King Shall in the great Assembly sing Great are the wonders He hath shown With joy by their admirers known His glorious deeds all praise transcend His equal Justice knows no end Left in eternal Monuments Whose Mercy Death and Hell prevents Feeds those who fear his Name and will His Promise faithfully fulfill Who planted with a powerful Hand His People in this pleasant Land Just Judgement executes directs By sacred Laws and Truth affects These fretting Time shall never waste But squar'd by Justice ever last His Word to us confirm'd by deed So often from oppression freed His Name is terrible to all His fear is the Original Of Wisdom and they only wise Who make his Laws their Exercise His praise while men have memory And power of speech shall never dye PSALM CXII Hallelu-jah THat man is blest who fears the Lord And cheerfully obeys his Word His Seed shall flourish on the Earth Their Off-spring happy from their birth His House with riches shall abound His truth with endless honour crown'd To him in darkness light ascends Mild gracious just in all his ends His bounty for the poor provides Discretion all his actions guides No violence shall cast him down No time deface his just renown Nor rumours shake his confidence The Lord his Hope and strong Defence Confirm'd in fearless fortitude Till he have all his Foes subdu'd He the necessitated feeds The honour of his vertuous Deeds Shall live in sacred memory His Glories shall ascend on high Th' unjust inrag'd their teeth shall grinde And languish with the grief of minde Pale envy shall their flesh consume And all their hopes convert to fume PSALM CXIII Hallelu-jah O You who serve the living Lord Due praises to his Name afford Now and for ever celebrate Let all his noble Acts relate Even from the purple Morn's uprise To where the Evening
Grace extend Thy Truth began with Time and knows no end SCHIN Tyrants oppress thy Word restrains my Mind Wherein I joy like those who Treasure find Fraud I abhor inamour'd on thy Waies Seven times a Day my Lips thy Justice praise Who love thy Laws sweet Peace and Safety bless In Thee I hope nor thy just Will transgress Thy Word observe thy Statutes I affect Which through these humane Seas my course direct TAV Accept my Prayers with Knowledge Lord indue From Death redeem since to thy Promise true Thy Statutes taught I will thy Praise resound Thy Word extol and Laws with Justice crown'd These are my choice uphold with thy right Hand Who feed on Hope and joy in thy Command Prolong my life that I thy Praise may sing Lord thy stray'd Sheep back to thy Pasture bring PSALM CXX DIstrest and in my mind dismay'd When destitute of humane aid To Thee successfully I pray'd Lord shield me from the Fraudulent From those that are on malice bent Who envious Calumnies invent O thou false tongue steep'd in the gall Of Serpents what reward for all Thy mischief shall to thee befall Like Arrows shot from Parthian strings Fir'd Juniper and Scorpions stings Such art thou O thou worst of things Wo's me that I from Israel Exiled must in Mesech dwell And in the Tents of Ismael O how long shall I live with those Whose savage minds sweet Peace oppose Where Fury by disswasion grows PSALM CXXI TO the Hills thine Eyes erect Help from those alone expect He who Heaven and Earth hath made Shall from Sion send thee aid God thy ever-watchful Guide Will not suffer thee to slide He even he who Israel keeps Never slumbers never sleeps He thy Guard with Wings display'd Shall refresh Thee in their Shade Suns shall not with heat infect But their temperate beams reflect Nor unwholsom Serene shall From the Moons moist influence fall When thou travel'st on the way When at home thou spend'st the Day When sweet Peace thy life delights When imbroyl'd in bloody Fights God shall all thy steps attend Now and evermore defend PSALM CXXII O Happy Summons to the Court And Temple of the Lord resort Ierusalem our Feet shall tread Within thy Walls O thou the Head Of all the Earth and Iudah's Throne Three Cities strongly joyn'd in one The Tribes in throngs to Thee ascend The Tribes which on the Lord depend Fat Offerings to his Altar bring And his immortal Praises sing There shall he his Tribunal place The Judgement-feat of Davids Race Your joys shall with your days increase Who love and pray for Salems Peace May Peace within thy Walls abound Thy Palaces with joy resound Even for my Friends and Kindreds sake May never War thy Bulwarks shake Even for the hope of Israel And House where God vouchsafes to dwell PSALM CXXIII THou mover of the rolling Sphears I through the Glasses of my Tears To Thee my Eyes erect As Servants mark their Masters hands As Maids their Mistresses commands And liberty expect So we deprest by enemies And growing troubles fix our Eyes On God who sits on High Till he in mercy shall descend To give our miseries an end And turn our tears to joy O save us Lord by all forlorn The subject of contempt and scorn Defend us from their pride Who live in fluency and ease Who with our woes their malice please And miseries deride PSALM CXXIV BUt that God fought for us may Israel say But that God fought for us in that sad Day When men inflam'd with wrath against us rose We had alive been swallowed by our Foes Then had we sunk beneath the roaring Waves And in their horrid entrails found our graves Then had their violence like torrents pour'd From melting Hills our wretched lives devour'd O blest be God! who hath not given our blood To quench their thirst nor made our flesh their food Our Souls like Birds have scap'd the Fowlers Net The snares are broke which for our lives were set Our only confidence is in his Name Who made the Earth and Heavens immortal frame PSALM CXXV THey who the Lord their Fortress make Shall like the Towers of Sion rise Which dreadful Earth-quakes never shake Nor raging tumults of the skies Lo as the Hills of Solyma Divine Ierusalem enclose So shall his Angels in the Day Of danger shield them from their Foes The Wicked shall not long subject Their holy Race lest through despair They should the Laws of God neglect And be as their Commanders are Lord to the Good be good the Just Protect Their punishments increase Who follow their rebellious lust But crown thy Israel with Peace PSALM CXXVI WHen God had our deliverance wrought And Sion out of Bondage brought It seem'd to us a Dream who were Distracted between Hope and Fear Then sacred Joy fill'd every Breast In flowing Mirth and Songs exprest The wondring Heathen oft would say How good how great a God have they Great things for us the Lord hath wrought Above the reach of humane thought We therefore will his praises sing The Remnant Lord from Bondage bring As Rivers through the parched Sand Or show'rs which fall on thirsty land Who sow in Tears shall reap in Joy We after long Captivity Unto our native Soil retire The scope and crown of our desire PSALM CXXVII UNless the Lord the house sustain They build in vain In vain they watch unless the Lord The City guard In vain you rise before the Light And break the slumbers of the Night In vain the bread of sorrow eat Got by your sweat Unless the Lord with good success Your labours bless For he all good on his bestows And crowns their eyes with sweet repose Increasing sons his Heritage Renew their age The pledges of their fruitful love Given from above As formidable to the Foe As Arrows from a Giants bow He is belov'd of God and blest Above the rest Whose Quivers with such Shafts abound By men renown'd Nor shall his adversary dread When they at the Tribunal plead PSALM CXXVIII HAppy he who God obeys Nor from his direction strayes Thou shalt of thy labours feed All shall to thy wish succeed Like a fair and fruitful Vine By thy House thy Wife shall joyn Sons obedient to command Shall about thy Table stand Like green plants of Olives set By the moistning rivulet He who fears the Power above Thus shall prosper in his love God shall thee from Sion bless Thou shalt joy in the success Which the Lord will Salem give While thou hast a day to live Thou shalt see our Israels peace And thy childrens large increase PSALM CXXIX OFt from my early youth have they Afflicted me may Israel say Oft from my early youth assail'd As oft have their endeavours fail'd My back with long deep furrows wound As Plow-shares ear the patient ground The ever Just hath broke their bands And sav'd me from their cruel hands
the Apple of the Eye inclose And over me thy shady Wings extend For Impious Men and such as deadly hate My guiltless Soul have compast me about Who swell with Pride inclos'd with their own faâ—â— And words of contumely thunder out Our traced steps intrap as in a Toil Low-couched on the Earth with flaming Eyes Like famish'd Lions eager of their Spoil Or Lions Whelps close lurking to surprise Arise prevent him from his Glory hurl'd My pensive Soul from the Devourer save From men which are thy scourge men of the worâ—â— Who in this Life alone their Portion have Fill'd with thy secret Treasure to their Race They their accumulated Riches leave But I with Righteousness shall see thy Face And rising in thy Image joy receive PSALM XVIII MY Heart on Thee is fix'd my Strength my Power My stedfast Rock my Fortress my high Tower My God my Safety and my Confidence The Horn of my Salvation my Defence My Songs shall thy deserved Praise resound For at my Prayers thou wilt my Foes confound Sorrows of Death on every side assail'd â—nd dreadful flouds of Impious Men prevail'd â—â—rrows of Hell my compast Soul dismay'd â—nd to intrap me deadly Snares were layd 〈◊〉 this Distress I cry'd and call'd upon â—â—e Lord who heard me from his Holy Throne â—â—e trembling Earth in his fierce Anger strook â—â—h ' unfixed roots of airy Mountains shook â—â—oke from his Nostrils flew devouring Fire â—rake from his Mouth Coles kindled by his Ire 〈◊〉 his Descent bow'd Heaven with Earth did meet â—nd gloomy Darkness roll'd beneath his Feet A Golden-winged Cherubin bestrid And on the swiftly flying Tempest rid He Darkness made his secret Cabinet Thick Fogs and dropping Clouds about him set The Beams of his bright Presence these expell Whence showers of burning coles and hailstones fell From troubled Skies loud claps of Thunder brake In Hail and darting Flames th' Almighty spake Whose Arrows my amazed Foes subdue And at their scattred Troops his Lightning threw The Ocean could not his deep Bottom hide The World 's conceal'd Foundations were descri'd At thy rebuke Jehovah at the blast Even of the breath which through thy Nostrils past He with extended arms his Servants saves And drew me sinking from th' inraged waves From my proud foes by his assistance freed Who swoln with hate no less in strength exceed Without his Aid I in that stormy Day Of my affliction had become their prey Who from those straits of danger by his Might Enlarg'd my Soul for I was his delight The Lord according to my innocence And Justice did his saving grace dispence The narrow Path by him prescrib'd I took Nor like the wicked my Great God forsook For all his Judgements were before mine eyes I with his statutes daily did advise And ever walk'd before him void of guile No act or purpose did my soul defile For this he recompenc'd my righteousness And crown'd my innocence with fair success The merciful shall flourish in thy Grace Thy Righteousness the Righteous shall embrace Thou to the Pure thy Purity wilt show And the perverse shall thy averseness know For thou wilt thy afflicted People save The proud cast down down to the greedy grave Thou Lord wilt make my taper to shine bright And clear my darkness with celestial Light Through Thee I have against an Host prevail'd And by thy aid a lofty Bulwark scal'd Gods Path is perfect all his Words are just A Shield to those that in his promise trust What God is their in Heav'n or Earth but ours What Rock but He against assailing Powers He breath'd new strength and courage in the day Of Battel and securely cleer'd my way He makes my feet outstrip the nimble Hind Up to the Mountains where I safety find 'T is he that teacheth my weak hands to fight A Bow of steel is broken by their might Thou didst thy ample Shield before me set Thy Arm upheld thy Favour made me great The passage of my steps on ev'ry side Thou hast inlarged left my feet should slide â—llowed overtook nor made retreat â—till victorious in my Foes defeat â— charg'd with wounds that they no longer stood â—t at my feet lay bathed in their blood â—ou arm'st me with prevailing Fortitude â—â—d all that rose against me hast subdu'd â—â—eir stubborn necks subjected to my Will â—â—at I their blood who hate my Soul might spill â—â—ey cry'd aloud but found no succour near â— thee Jehovah but thou wouldst not hear â—ounded them like dust which Whirle-winds raise â—od under-foot as dirt in beaten wayes â—om Popular Fury thou hast set me free â—mong the Heathen hast exalted me â—hom unknown Nations serve as soon obey â—s hear of me and yield unto my sway â—he Stranger-born beset with horrour fled â—nd in their close Retreats betray their dread â— praise the living Lord the Rock whereon â— build the God of my Salvation â—is he who rights my wrongs the People bends â—o my Subjection from my Foe defends â—hou raisest me above their proud controul â—nd from the violent Marr hast freed my Soul â—he Heathen shall admire my Thankfulness My Songs shall thy immortal Praise express A great and manifold Deliverance God gives his King his mercy doth advance 〈◊〉 his Anointed and will show'r his Grace â—ternally on David and his Race PSALM XIX GOds Glory the vast Heav'ns proclame The Firmament his mighty Frame Day unto Day and Night to Night The wonders of his Works recite To these nor speech nor words belong Yet understood without a Tongue The Globe of Earth they compass round Through all the world disperse their sound There is the Suns Pavillion set Who from his Rosie Cabinet Like a fresh Bride-groom shews his face And as a Giant runs his race He riseth in the dawning East And glides obliquely to the West The World with his bright Rayes repleat All Creatures cherish'd by his heat Gods Laws are perfect and restore The Soul to life even dead before His Testimonies firmly true With Wisdom simple men indue The Lords Commandments are upright And Feast the Soul with sweet delight His Precepts are all Puritie Such as illuminate the Eye The fear of God soil'd with no stain Shall everlastingly remain Jehovah's Judgements are Divine With Judgement he doth Justice joine Which men should more than Gold desire Then heaps of Gold refin'd by Fire More sweet than Honey of the Hive Or Cels where Bees their Treasure slive Thy Servant is inform'd from thence They their Observers recompence Who knows what his Offences be From secret sins O cleanse thou me And from presumptuous Crimes restrain Nor let them in thy Servant reign So shall I live in Innocence Not spotted with that great Offence My Fortress my Deliverer O let the Prayers my Lips prefer And Thoughts which from my Heart arise Be acceptable in thine Eyes PSALM XX. THe Lord in thy Adversity Regard thy cy Great Iacobs God with Safety arm
And shield from harm Help from his Sanctuary send And out of Sion thee defend Thy Odors which pure flames consume Be his Perfume May he accept thy Sacrifice Fir'd from the Skies For ever thy indeavours bless And crown thy Counsels with success We will of thy Deliverance sing Triumphant King Our Ensigns in that pray'dâ—for Day With Joy display Even in the Name of God O still May he thy just Desires fulfil Now know I his Anointed He Will hear and free With saving Hand and Mighty Power From his high Tower These trust in Horse in Chariots those Our trust we in our God repose Their wounded limbs with anguish bend To Death descend But we in fervour of the fight Have stood upright O save us Lord thy Suppliants hear And in our aid Great King appear PSALM XXI LOrd in thy Salvation In the Strength which thou hast shown Greatly shall the King rejoyce How will Joy exalt his Voice Thou hast granted his request Of his Hearts desire possest Blest with Blessings manifold Crown'd with sparkling Gems and Gold Praid-for Life thou granted hast Length of Days which never waste By thy Safe-guard glorious made With high Majesty array'd Of resistless Pow'r possest By thy favours ever blest Lo his Joys are infinite Joy reflected from thy sight For the King in God did trust Through the Mercy of the Just He shall ever fixed stand For thy Hand thy own right Hand Shall thy Enemies destroy Who would in thy ruin joy When thy Anger shall awake Them a flaming Furnace make God shall swallow in his Ire And devour them all with fire From the Earth destroy their Fruit Never let their Seed take root Mischievous was their intent All their Thoughts against me bent Thoughts which nothing could perform Let thy Arrows like a Storm Put them to inglorious flight On their daunted faces light Lord aloft thy Triumphs raise While we sing thy Power and Praise PSALM XXII MY God! O why hast thou forsook Why O so far withdrawn thine Aid Nor when I roared pity took My God by day to Thee I pray'd And when Nights Curtains were display'd Yet would'st not Thou vouchsafe a look Yet thou art Holy thron'd on high The Israelites thy Praise resound Our Fathers did on thee relye Their Faith with wreaths of Conquest crown'd They sought and thy Deliverance found They trusted and thy Truth did trie But I a worm no man am made The scorn of men despis'd by all Who shake their Heads make mouths upbraid Let God say they redeem from thrall On whom thy Hopes so vainly call Now let him his Beloved aid Thou drew'st me from the Womb by Thee Confirmed at my Mothers breast When born Thou took'st the charge of me Even from my Birth my God profest O succour me with fear distrest Thou canst alone thy Servant free Incensed Bulls about me stare Strong Bulls of Bashan girt me round Who their inflamed mouths prepare Like ravenous Lions to confound I 'm spilt like water on the ground And all my Bones disjointed are My Heart like Wax within me thaws My vigour as a Pot-sheard dry'd My thirsty Tongue cleaves to my jaws In dust of Death thou do'st me hide Dogs compass me on ev'ry side And multitudes who hate thy Laws My Hands and Feet transfixed are Bones to be told with anguish waste This seen with joy my robes they share Lots on my seamless garment cast My Strength to my redemption haste Nor O be deaf to my sad prayer Let not the Sword thy Servant wound My Dearling from the Dog protect From Lions that in rage abound From Unicorns guard thy Elect. I then my Brethren will direct Among the Saints thy Praise resound O praise him you who fear the Lord You Sons of Iacob God adore Let Israels Seed his praise record For from their crys who help implore His Face he hides not nor the Poor In their Affliction hath abhorr'd I in the great Assembly shall Declare his Works which words exceed And pay my Vows before them all The Meek abundantly shall feed The Faithful praise their Help at need Nor by the stroke of Death shall fall All who behold the Suns Up-rise Shall God profess and serve alone And all the Heathen Families Shall cast themselves before his Throne Because the Kingdom is his own For over all his Empire lies Who in prosperity abound Nor undeserved Honours gain Who poorly creep upon the ground And scarce their needy lives sustain Shall eat and to his easie reign Submit with joys eternal crown'd Their sanctifi'd Posteritie Shall ever celebrate his Name Adopted Sons of the most High They shall his Righteousness proclame And Works of everlasting fame To their believing Progeny PSALM XXIII THe Lord my Shepherd me his Sheep Will from consuming Famine keep He fosters me in fragrant Meads By softly-sliding waters leads My Soul refresh'd with pleasant juice And lest they should his Name traduce Then when I wander in the Maze Of tempting sin informs my ways No terrour can my courage quail Though shaded in Deaths gloomy vail By thy Protection fortifi'd Thy Staff my Stay thy Rod my Guide My Table thou hast furnished Powr'd pretious Odors on my head My Mazer flows with pleasant Wine While all my Foes with envy pine Thy Mercy and Beneficence Shall ever joyn in my Defence Who in thy House will sacrifice Till aged Time close up mine eyes PSALM XXIV THe round and many-peopled Earth What from her womb extract their birth And whom her foodful breast sustains Are his who high in glory raigns The Land in moving Seas hath plac'd By ever-toiling Floods imbrac'd Who shall upon his Mountain rest Who in his Sanctuary feast Even he whose hands are innocent His heart unsoil'd with foul intent Whom swoln Ambition Avarice Nor tempting Pleasures can intice Who only their infection fears And never fraudulently swears The Lord his Saviour him shall bless And cloth him with his Righteousness Such are of Iacobs Faithful Race Who seek him and shall find his Face You lofty Gates your Leaves display You everlasting Doors give way The King of Glory comes O sing His Praise Who is this glorious King The Lord in Strength in Pow'r compleat The Lord in Battail more than great You lofty Gates your Leaves display You everlasting Doors give way The King of Glory comes O sing His praise Who is this glorious King The Lord of Hosts of Victory Is King of glory thron'd on high PSALM XXV ON Thee with Confidence I call To thee my troubled Soul erect Lord let not shame my look deject Nor Malice triumph in my fall Thy Servants save but those confound Who Innocence with slander wound In thy disclosed paths direct Thy Truth that leading Star display O my Redeemer every day My dangers thy relief expect Think of thy Mercies shown of old Thy Mercies more than can be told The sins of my unbridled Youth Nor frail Transgressions call to mind Let