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A27998	A paraphrase on the book of Job as likewise on the songs of Moses, Deborah, David, on four select psalms, some chapters of Isaiah, and the third chapter of Habakkuk / by Sir Richard Blackmore.	Blackmore, Richard, Sir, d. 1729.	1700 (1700)	Wing B2641; ESTC R14205	136,050	332

That made thy Flood break Nature's Laws Thy Course thou didst not only stop And roll thy liquid Volumes up But didst ev'n backward flow to hide Within thy Fountain's Head thy refluent Tyde What did the lofty Mountains ail What Pangs of Fear did all the Hills assail That they their Station could not keep But scar'd with danger run like tim'rous scatter'd Sheep But why do I demand a Cause Of your Amazement which deserves Applause Yours was a just becoming Fear For when th' Almighty does appear Not only you but the whole Earth should quake And out of Rev'rence should its place forsake For he is Nature's Sov'raign Lord Who by his great commanding Word Can make the Floods to solid Crystal grow Or melt the Rocks and make their Marble flow THE CXLVIII PSALM PARAPHRAS'D YE bright Immortal Colonys That People all the Regions of the Skys That in your blissful Seats above Inhabit Glory dwell in Light and Love Ye mighty Gen'rals who command Th' Almighty's Host ye Ministers that stand In his blest Presence to receive What Orders he is pleas'd to give Ye Guards and Houshold Servants who resort To pay attendance at his Court Ye Saints and Seraphs who astonish'd see His Greatness and essential Majesty Tune your Celestial Harps and sing The Triumphs of th' Eternal King All ye his Heav'nly Hosts applaud In long continu'd Shouts your wonder-working God Ye Sun and Moon and Stars that grace the Night Praise him the unexhausted Spring of Light Whence your dependent Influence streams Whence you derive your delegated Beams Exalt his Name and spread his Praise As far as you diffuse your Rays Let all the glorious Worlds above agree In this Celestial Harmony And let the dancing ecchoing Sphears around Reverberate the Joy and propagate the sound Ye thin transparent Regions of the Air And all ye flying Nations there With one melodious Voice th' Eternals Praise declare Let Tempests with their stormy Noise And Thunder with its roaring Voice God's own Artillery proclaim Thro' all the list'ning World th' Eternal's Fame From ev'ry Quarter all ye Winds arise On whose swift Wings th' Almighty flys When he his Progress makes into th' inferiour Skys Blow all your Blasts and all your Breath employ In loud Applauses and in Songs of Joy Ye Vapours that by God's Command arise To fill Heav'n's Magazines with fresh Supplys And for the Meteors new Materials bring As you ascend to Heav'n th' Eternal's Praises sing Ye Clouds that by pursuing Winds are driv'n Pour with your Rain your Praises forth Let these ascend as high as Heav'n As that descends to bless the Earth Praise the Divine Artificer Ye Lightnings which his Hands prepare And all ye curious Fireworks of the Air. Praise him ye other Meteors of the Sky Ye Hailstones Mists and Woolly Snow The Manufactures which he works on high For Nature's Service here below Let Nature's mighty Sov'raign Lord Be by the Deep and all the Floods ador'd In Consort let the Billows roar And make his Praise rebound from Shore to Shore Let the scaly People dance Before 'em let their Lords the mighty Whales advance And high amidst the Air on this great Day Let all the Waterworks from their vast Nostrils play And while the Deep the Air and Sky Vocal become th' Almighty's Name to raise Let not the Earth stand silent by But joyn to celebrate his Praise Ye Dragons Wolves and all ye salvage Kind On ecchoing Hills in Consort joyn'd To him your Adoration pay Whose Bounty in the Desart finds you Prey Do you your Gratitude express And make his Praises ring thro' all the Wilderness Ye Pines and Cedars tune your selves to play Th' Almighty's Praises on this solemn Day And sing ye Mountains Hills and Floods To th' Instrumental Music of the Woods Ye Kings the King of Kings adore And at his Feet your borrow'd Scepters lay Applaud the Spring of all Imperial Pow'r You 're here but Subjects and should Homage pay Let Songs of Praise the Gratitude attest Of Aged Men long by his Favours blest Let rapt'rous Zeal Young Men and Maids inflame To celebrate their Maker's Fame Let lisping Infants at his Praises aim Let all th' Eternal's Works conspire To execute this blest design To praise him let them all combine And make the World one Universal Quire THE Song of MOSES PARAPHRAS'D DEUT. Chap. 32. ATtend O Heav'ns and you Empyreal Sphears Did you possess as many list'ning Ears As Starry Eyes all as you roll along Should be employ'd to hear my following Song To my important words a while attend And back my Notes in tuneful Ecchoes send Peace ye tumultuous Waters of the Deep A while ye yelling Monsters silence keep And let the Billows roll and rock themselves asleep Be still ye Earthquakes in the Caves beneath Ye Winds be husht and stop your stormy Breath Thunders your bellowing deaf'ning Noise forbear Tempests be gone and leave in Peace the Air That so the quiet Earth and Air and Sea Without disturbance may attention pay Whilst I th' Almighty's wondrous Deeds display And let not my Divine Discourse be vain Let it distill as Dew and drop as Rain That in their grassy Garments cloaths the Hills And with rich Fruits the smiling Vally fills Whilst I to all the World aloud proclaim His Majesty his great and awful Name Whilst I his Triumphs sing ye Tribes do you To God ascribe the Pow'r and Glory due God is a Rock unchang'd by Ages past And by the future shall unshaken last Perfect are all his Works and all his Ways From Truth 's Eternal Rule he never strays Upright and Equal all his Acts appear He 's just when kind and gracious when severe Therefore ye Sons of Iacob be it known On your own heads you 've pull'd Destruction down Your black Offences have incens'd your God And forc'd his hand to take his vengeful Rod. Say not that yours the Faults of Children are Which a kind Father is induc'd to spare Your Crimson Spots your foul and loathsome stains Tell the rank Poison that infects your Veins Your unexampled Contumacy shows You are not Children but invet'rate Foes Th' Almighty's Goodness do you thus despise Ah foolish Generation and unwise Your Great Deliverer do you thus requite His Pow'r and Mercy thus perversly slight You by a vast expence of Wonders bought He from your Bondage back from Egypt brought He then advanc'd you to Imperial Sway And made the Pagan Kings your Laws obey From all Mankind he chose you for his own And did your Sons with Pow'r and Plenty crown Consult our antient Fathers to the source Of our recorded Story have recourse You 'll find when God did with a lib'ral hand Among the Nations give the parted Land He Canaan's happy Region did divide Where Iacob's Offspring should at last reside He from the Pagan did his People bound And for himself fenc'd this Inclosure round And blest with his Abode the sacred Ground To Wealth and Pow'r he Israel did

Engines did all Nature scare Spouting their ruddy Vomit thro' the Air. Tempests of Fire like that which burns in Hell And blew Cascades of flaming Sulphur fell Dreadful to Sight and deadly to the Smell The rav'ning Flames were on the Mountains pour'd And all thy Shepherds with their Flocks devour'd I only am escap'd to let thee know Thy heavy Loss and this sad Scene of Woe Scarce had he ended when another came His Horror was alike his haste the same And thus he said The fierce Chaldeans made Three chosen Bands thy Camels to invade Thy Servants by surprize they 've overcome And with their Spoil they march'd in Triumph home Mean time another enter'd who in Speed And Consternation did the rest exceed And thus he spake Iob At a splendid Treat Thy Sons and Daughters were together met Within their Eldest Brother's pleasant Seat When rising from the Salvage Wilderness A howling hollow Wind with such a Stress Bore on the House that the high Roof and Wall Disjoynted crack'd and fell and with the Fall Crush'd and interr'd at once th' assembled Youth I only scap'd to tell so sad a Truth Then Iob his Garment rent and shav'd his Head And on the Ground adoring fell and said Naked at first I left my Mother's Womb And shall return as Naked to my Tomb. The Lord has giv'n and taken back again Because he takes his Own shall I complain Tho' now he Frowns I 'll praise th' Allmighty's Name And bless the Spring whence past Enjoyments came CHAP. II. The glorious Sons of God a second time Adoring stood around his Throne sublime A second time ambitious Lucifer Amidst the happy Seraphs did appear To whom th' Eternal thus Apostate whence Com'st thou to these blest Seats of Innocence Th' Apostate said I Lands and Seas have crost And past from Clime to Clime from Coast to Coast Till the Tour of yon low World had made And all its Empires and its States survey'd And now am hither come In all thy way Th' Allmighty said Ambitious Spirit say Hast thou observ'd good Iob my Servant one In Righteousness and Piety by none Thro' all the wide Terrestrial World out-done How ' midst his Suff'rings he asserts my Cause Defends my Justice and Obeys my Laws He perseveres unchang'd and still holds fast Th' Integrity which he has long embrac't Thou mov'st me to afflict his Soul in vain He still his generous Virtue does retain Shock'd with this Storm he still takes deeper root Nor is he less adorn'd with Noble Fruit. The Constancy th' unshaken Man has shew'd Does thy malicious Policy Elude Still against Sin he makes a brave defence Despoil'd of all things but his Innocence Th' Apostate then reply'd Mankind 't is known Will give their Childrens Skins to save their own To save their Lives their Treasures they produce Rather than Death a naked Being chuse But now extend thy Hand and let the smart Of some Disease afflict him to the Heart And thou wilt find my Accusation true That he with Curses will his God pursue Then said th' Allmighty Iob is in thy power Afflict his Flesh but be his Life secure In haste th' Apostate on this Errand went Pleas'd with a Power to vex the Innocent He soon collected thro' the Atmosphere Crude Exhalations and corrupted Air. He fetch'd raw Vapours and unwholsom Damps From standing Lakes low Caves and marshy Swamps Then finding Iob he secretly convey'd Thro' all his winding Veins th' infectious Seed The poyson'd Blood with Pestilential Boyls From Head to Foot the guiltless Man defiles In Ashes humbly silent down he sate With Groans bewailing his unhappy Fate To clean his Skin he with a Potsherd took The Filth away that from his Ulcers broke Then thus his Wife the Constant Man addrest How much thy pious dullness I detest Dost thou not see that thy Devotion 's vain What have thy Pray'rs procur'd but Woe and Pain To suff'ring Virtue wilt thou still adhere And harden'd in Religion persevere Wilt thou retain thy Praying Whining Cant And bless thy God for what for Plagues and Want Hast thou not yet thy Int'rest understood Perversly Righteous and absurdly Good These painful Sores and all thy Losses show How Heav'n regards the foolish Saint below Incorrigibly Pious can't thy God Reform thy stupid Virtue with his Rod Since only Woe attends thy Piety Be Wise and Brave for once Curse God and Dye Provoke th' Allmighty thus to be thy Friend To take thy Life and so thy Suff'rings end Then Iob reply'd Thou speakest as the Weak As the Prophane Flagitious Women speak What! shall a Man a Worm with God contend Dispute his Will his Rule of Justice mend He once enrich'd and made us to abound Fill'd us with Goodness and our Wishes crown'd Shall we receive his Blessings but complain When his afflicting Hand Creates our Pain We should our Patience in our Suff'rings shew Blessings are not but Suff'rings are our Due When Bildad Zophar and Wise Eliphaz Rever'd for Knowledge and their Noble Race All three to Iob by Friendship long endear'd The News of his Calamitys had heard They left their Seats and meeting on the Day And Place of Rendezvous they took their way To Mourn with Iob to share his mighty Grief And by their Councels to afford Relief His Pain in part by Kindness to remove And sooth his Anguish by condoling Love Then from afar they lifted up their Eyes Directed by his Moans and wofull Crys And spy'd th' afflicted Iob upon the Sand In Ashes laid his Potsherd in his Hand Consummate Sorrow in his Eyes appear'd And Tears and Dust his meagre Cheeks besmear'd Deform'd he lay Disfigur'd Cover'd o'er With running Boyls and undigested Gore They sought him in himself and scarce did know Their ancient Friend disguis'd with so much Woe At last convinc'd they whisper'd sure 't is he But O how chang'd with Pain and Poverty What wondrous Turn of Providence is this And how precarious is Terrestrial Bliss Amazing Change how soon O Righteous God Man's Glory sades beneath thy blasting Rod To see a Righteous Friend so much distrest Awaken'd various Passions in their Breast Grief Pity Wonder in their Bosoms pent Prest with like force and strove at once for Vent They tore their Vests like Men in deep Despair And scatter'd Clouds of Ashes thro' the Air Which thence descending on their Heads did rest Their inward Grief and Trouble to attest Not to molest a Sorrow so profound Sev'n Nights and Days they Silent sate around So long a Time they held their Peace to show A Rev'rence due to such prodigious Woe CHAP. III. And then afflicted Iob first Silence broke His Friends attentive sate while thus he spoke Curst be the fatal Day that cheer'd my Sight With the first Beam of Inauspicious Light Curst be the luckless Night be Curst the Morn When first they said an Infant Man was born Perish that Day let it no more appear Cut off from all Connexion with the Year

Strength in Troops repair'd They left their old Abodes to be possest By Owls and Bats and every rav'ning Beast Until their fruitful Land at last Became a wild Inhospitable Wast O Israel these were thy sad Wants and Woes These thy Oppressions when I Deb'rah rose When I arose a Mother to restore Thy former Peace and Wealth and Pow'r Till then thy blind Apostate Sons forsook Theirs and their Father's God and took New fangled Gods of old unknown Gods lately into Reputation grown Gods carv'd in Wood or cut in Stone Heav'n thus provok'd excited Foes Who full of rage against our Citys rose Confed'rate Kingdoms War with Israel wag'd And horrid Slaughter in our Bowels rag'd And well it might for we were so disarm'd That when the Foe our Gates alarm'd Did there a single Shield or Spear Midst forty Thousand Israelites appear O Israel then I rose to rescue thee From thy vile Chains to set thee free Nor can my Song too much exalt the Fame Of those great Chiefs who freely came To give me Aid and to subdue our Foes Did gen'rously their Lives expose Give them their due Applause but chiefly bless The God who gave them Courage and Success Ye Lords in Courts of Judgment who preside And thro' the Streets in awful State With num'rous Trains attended ride Th' Almighty's wondrous Work relate Ye People who can leave your safe Abodes And travel now secure in Publick Roads You that do now in Joy and Peace Your Fig-trees and your Vines possess You who no more the noise of Archers hear But unmolested to your Springs repair Do you rehearse God's righteous Deeds Whence this your unexpected Peace proceeds Awake awake O Deborah awake Quickly thy Harp and Timbrel take A Song of Triumph and of Joy rehearse In lofty Strains and noble Verse A Song that may just Honour pay To the great Deeds of this illustrious Day O Barak rise arise thou valiant Chief Whose Conqu'ring Arms have brought relief To Israel in our vast distress And made our haughty Foes their Impotence confess Thou mighty Man advance and lead along Thy Spoils and Trophys thro' the cleaving Throng Thy Captives lead in clanking Chains All their vast Army's small Rematns Thou who the dreadful Battel didst display On that decisive glorious Day Now draw thy Pomp and Triumph in Array Iacob's Remains by Heav'n with Empire crown'd Have laid their Yoke on Canaan's Kings around Ev'n me the Lord has rais'd to Regal Sway And made the Mighty my Commands obey Thy Sons did first the War embrace Forward in Arms O Benjamin And next to thee a few of Ephraim's Race Advanc'd and joyn'd their Troops with thine Rulers and Nobles from Manasses came Whose brave example did the rest inflame The Scribes of Zebulun and learned Men To weild the Sword laid down the Pen. The Princes and the Lords of Issachar Despising Danger undertook the War With Zeal they follow'd me their Head And Barak to the Field their valiant Squadrons led Ah Reuben how were we dismay'd To be defrauded of thy Aid Ah why didst thou desert thy Country's Cause Why did not Reuben share this day's applause Say when thy Breth'ren arm'd with Sword and Shield For Liberty advanc'd into the Field Why didst thou sullen in thy Tents abide As if in Blood and Int'rest not Ally'd Couldst thou to Arms thy Shepherd's Crook prefer And rather chuse thy bleating Sheep to hear Than the loud Thunder of a noble War Oh how much Trouble to our State Did this ignoble Deed of thine create Gilead beyond the Flood of Iopran stay'd And of the haughty Foe afraid Refus'd to give his Brethren Aid Dan on his Wealth and Shipping too intent No Succours to our Army sent Asher with like inglorious Negligence Trusting to Rocks and Caves as his defence Stay'd on the Shore and no Assistance gave Our Worship or our Liberty to save But oh what wondrous Deeds were done By Napthali and Zebulun With what an ardour what a warlike rage Did those brave Men in Fight engage Methinks I see those Warriours make Their bold and irresistible Attack Greedy and fond of Danger they The Squadrons cleft and cut the way To the chief Places of the Field Which did the chiefest choice of ruin yield Which were with plenty of Destruction stor'd And all the horrid shapes of danger did afford Where Death triumphant in the Battel stood Besmear'd with Brains and Dust and Blood Great Potentates of formidable Fame Captains and Kings against us came Their confluent Troops from every Coast Compos'd a vast o'er●lowing Host. We saw th' advancing Deluge from afar And all the must'ring Tydes of complicated War They stopt and in Battalia stood Upon the Banks of Kishon's Flood Thither our eager Squadrons flew There did we fight and there proud Iabin's Troops subdue The radiant Host of Stars above Drew out and did in warlike order move They did their Darts from Heav'n's high Turrets throw And charg'd with fatal influence the Foe They to our Aid their glitt'ring Forces brought And against Sisera in their Courses fought O Kishon then thy troubled Tyde Was choak'd with Carcasses with Crimson dy'd Swords Helmets Shields roll'd all beneath And of the lighter Instruments of Death Spears Arrows Darts a floating Wood O'erspread the surface of thy Flood Thy current swept their Troops away And with their mighty Spoils enrich'd the wondring Sea Thy banks and all the Vale about Were spread with marks of ignominious rout Chariots o'erturn'd and scatter'd Shields And broken Hoofs deform'd the Fields Hoofs torn and on the stony places cast O'er which the flying Horsemen past Accurst th' Almighty's Angel cry'd Accurst be Meroz who her help deny'd Vengeance and Plagues on her vile People light Who would not for their God and Country fight But let us Iael's Courage sing Let loud Applauses thro' our Citys ring Of Heber's Wife above the rest Of Womankind may she be blest Great Sis'ra choak'd with heat and dust Demanded Water from the Spring She to allay the Gen'ral's thirst Did Milk and Cream in costly Vessels bring She to the Nail the left apply'd And with her right hand did the Hammer guid● And as the mighty Sisera Stretcht on the Pavement ●leeping lay Th' undaunted Woman with a noble blow Drove in the Nail and pierc'd his Temples thro Amaz'd not waken'd with the Wound He sprung and bounded from the ground The brave Virago did her blow repeat And laid him prostrate at her feet He bow'd and fell and gasping lay Quiver'd and groan'd his Life away She drew his Sword and with a Manly stroke The Warriours Head from off his Shoulders took His Mother looking thro' her Window said Why is his Triumph thus delay'd Why does his lingring Chariot stay Why roll his Wheels so slowly on the way Her Maids nay she her self reply'd The Conqu'rors stay their Booty to divide The distribution made each Chief can shew A Damsel for his share or two But Sis'ra's Prey outshines the rest His