A COLLECTION OF Divine Hymns Upon Several Occasions Suited to our common Tunes for the use of Devout Christians in Singing forth the Praises of God Licensed 1693. Edw. Cooke LONDON Printed for Tho. Parkhurst at the Bible and Three Crowns the lower end of Cheapside 1694. THE PREFACE FOR the Publication of this little Book I may not make use of the Instance of the Painter that took an Eye from one a Limb from another and a Complexion from a third c. lest some should expect too much Excellency here know this that it was only a Collection with several Additions and Alterations for my own Family But some seeing of it desired that it might be made publick I am very sensible that the right performance of this Duty in Verse in a Spiritual manner is of greater difficulty than Prayer and Praise is in Prose because here the Words and Composure is not our own For all Psalmody falling under the Rules of Art and confin'd to Sounds there is not that freedom of Soul to express the present Conceptions of our Mind and Spirit as in Prose though many times the Verse hits upon the very thoughts of our Hearts and may express them better than we could our selves but this is accidental I confess this is one of the Arguments for Forms of Prayer and truly I must own there is a necessity of betaking our selves to well Composed Forms in Hymns and Psalms for I know of no Ministers or Christians that pretend to any accuracy in sudden extempory Hymns or putting a Psalm of David into Verse so well suddenly as they can by Study Premeditation and Composure especially for the use and benefit of others It is not my business here to dispute others have well answered all other Baxter's Paraph on Psalms Objections against this Duty It 's easily understood that he that Prays is the mouth of all the rest and it 's their great Duty that joyn with him to labour affectionately to go along with him in their Spirits and at last to say Amen to all that they apprehend hath been according to the will of God But in Psalms and Hymns they are all Mouths all vocally Praise God therefore ought to hear before hand or have it before them in a Book what is to be Sung and this must not be only to avoid Confusion but it is necessary in all Harmony that Words and Sounds be Concordantly the same And here lies the difference between Prayer and Praise in Verse or Psalmody and Prayer and Praise in Prose this first being vocally express'd by one the other vocally expressed by all It must be acknowledged that there must be a due regard had to variety of Psalms and Hymns lest we dull and cloy our selves in the use of this Spiritual and Evangelical Duty and indeed I cannot but express my experience in this matter that an excellent new and well composed Hymn or the often varying in this ordinance doth much affect me and I believe all persons will acknowledge that the often or constant use of the same Psalm or Hymn hath not such a tendency to stir up such lively affections And I need not tell any the reason of this that knows any thing of the Soul of Man and the humane nature which must be delighted even in the worship of God I hope some will collect more and better for the benefit of the Church and those that do believe and that none will gruâ—â—h us this most ancient useful nay glorious imployment if they do they are worse than the Heathen Pliny who gives an account of the Christians not scoffingly in his time this being one part of their character that it was their practice to sing praises to God and to one Jesus whom they called their Redeemer before the break of day If any shall benefit by the use of this little Collection or be excited to set upon the Work and do it far better it is that which I hope for earnestly desiring God may have the glory and believers Souls the help and advantage by such an attempt Yours c. A TABLE OF THE Hymns in this Book  Page THE Majesty and Greatness of God 1 God's Creation of Earth and Sea 2 God's Provision for his Creatures 4 God's Providence in Government of the World 6 God's Riches fills the Earth and Sea 8 All Creatures sustain'd by God 8 God is to be Praised for his wonderful Works 9 Come Halelujah Sing 10 Give Laud unto the Lord. 13 Ye Angels Bright 14 Confession Petition Thanksgiving 18 Heavens King my Careful Shepherd 22 Hymn for the sabbath-Sabbath-Day 23 Another for the Sabbath 24 Another 25 Another 26 Another 28 Another 95 For Communion with God 29 A Cry before the Sacrament 30 Against Unbelief 32 Song of Praise for the Lord's Supper 33 Admiration of Divine Mercy 34 The Conflict 36 Song of Praise for the Hope of Glory 37 God's Mercy ground of Praise 39 Justice and Judgement 43 Why do Heathen rage 43 Hymn for the Sacrament 45 Another 46 Another 47 Another 48 The Lord doth Reign 49 Ye Servants of the Lord. 50 Give Thanks unto the Lord. 51 Blest is the Man whose 52 Blameless Life out of the 119 Psal Not to us Lord not to us 56 Thus spake the Lord unto his Son 57 United Joys 60 Reliance on God 61 Early and earnest seeking of God 62 Praises in Sion 63 Confession and Petition 64 Panting after God 65 For a Funeral 66 Petition for Answer of Prayer 67 Petitions to and confidence in God 68 High confidence in God 70 Confidence in God as a Shepherd 71 The Souls resolve to bless God 72 Flourishing and fading of the Wicked 73 At Funerals 74 At parting of Friends 76 Song of Praise out of Revelat. 77 Praise for Deliverance from Enemies 77 Praise for Joy in the Holy Ghost 78 Praise for Pardon 79 Praise for peace of Conscience 80 Variety of Providences 80 For the Gospel 82 For Redemption 82 For the Morning 84 Another 99 For the Evening 85 Another 100 For good Success 86 A general Song of Praise 87 Mystery of Godliness and on the Heavenly Mount 89 The shaking of Coasts 90 Collection from several Psalms 92 Doxologies 93 Affections to Jesus 96 Of Loyal Faith 96 The Souls Thirst for the Holy Spirit 97 Of Praise and Hope 98 In all 73 Hymns A Collection of Hymns Hymn out of the 104 Psalm The Power and Goodness of God in the Creation and Governments of the World celebrated with Praise Part. I. The Majesty and Greatness of God D. W. I. COme O my Soul my nobler part Thy noblest pow'rs now bring Rouse up thy self with ravish'd heart Thy Maker's praise to sing II. O mighty Lord my God and King How shall my meanness treat Of thee and of thy Glories sing Who art exceeding great III. Eternal Being who to none Dost thine Existence owe All things that are didst thou alone Make out of nothing grow IV. Invisible to Mortal Eye To
Ear Do not my mournful voice dispise But my Petition hear I do confess that I receiv'd My very shape in sin In it my Mother me conceiv'd And brought me forth therein Numberless evils compass me My sins do me assail More than my very hairs they be So that my heart doth fail But there is Mercy to be had With thee and pardoning Grace That men may be incouraged With fear to seek thy face Have Mercy Lord and pity take On me in this distress For thine abundant mercy sake Blot out my wickedness My youthful sins do thou deface Keep them not on record But after thine abundant Grace Remember me O Lord. Lord hide thy face from all my sins And my misdeeds deface O God make clean my heart within Renew it with thy Grace From every presumptuous crime Thy Servant Lord restrain And let them not at any time The least dominion gain Blessed is he to whom the Lord Imputeth not his sin Whose heart hath all deceit abhorr'd And guile's not found therein O then let joy and gladness speak And let me hear their voice That so the bones which thou didst break May feelingly rejoice Then bless the living Lord my Soul His glorious praise proclaim Let all my inward powers extol And bless his holy name Forget not all his benefits But bless the Lord my Soul Who all thy trespasses remits And makes thee sound and whole Behold what wondrous love on us The Father hath bestow'd That we should be advanced thus And call'd the Sons of God Because thy loving kindness is Better than length of days And preciouser than life its self My Lips shall speak thy praise With Marrow and sweet Fatness fill'd My thankful Soul shall be My Mouth shall join with joyful lips In giving praise to thee For whom have I in Heaven but thee Nor is there any one In all the World desir'd of me Besides thy self alone Tho' flesh consume and heart be broke And all do fail me sore Yet God's my hearts unshaken Rock And portion evermore The path of Life thou wilt shew me With thee are all the Treasures Of Joy and at thy right hand be The everlasting pleasures Goodness and Mercy all my days Shall surely follow me And in the house of God always My dwelling place shall be Lord all thy works do speak thy praise And thee thy Saints shall bless They shall proclaim thy Kingdoms fame And thy great power express Thy Kingdom everlasting is Its glory hath no end And thine alone Dominion Thro' Ages doth extend Glory to the Eternal God In his transcendent place Let peace on Earth make her abode Let men receive his Grace The Elders and the blessed Saints Who do thy Throne surround Do never cease by night or day These praises to resound The Song of Moses and the Lamb They sing with one accord Great are thy works and marvellous Almighty God our Lord. Just are thy ways thou King of Saints And true is all thy word Who would not fear and glorifie Thy holy name O Lord The Lamb is worthy that was slain Of Power and Renown Of Wisdom Honour and to wear The Royal Glorious Crown For thou our Souls redeemed hast By thy most precious Blood And made us Kings and Sacred Priests To the Eternal God Let the exalted Heav'ns rejoice And let the Earth be glad The Sea with its applauding noise Triumphant praise shall add O bless the Lord all ye his Hosts And Ministers of his And all his works throughout all Coasts Where his Dominion is Bless thou the Lord my Soul my mouth His praises shall proclaim Bless him all flesh all that hath breath Praise ye the Lord's great name To Father Son and Holy Ghost All Glory be therefore As our Baptism doth oblige Both now and evermore A small Collection from Mr. Burgess Heaven's King my careful Shepherd is I am his Pasture Sheep 'T were strange if I should come to want For he doth never sleep His Word and Ordinances are Fat Pastures unto me In them he leads me where the streams Of Grace and Peace run free Surely thy goodness and free grace Shall reach me all my days And let my life be long or short I 'll spend it in thy praise Blessing and Glory and Renown Then give we altogether To him that on the Throne sets down And to the Lamb for ever Hymn VI. for the Sabbath D. B. COme let us set to Angels work Yea Lord I 'll sing thy praise I will proclaim thy wondrous Grace Thy Honour we will raise Thanksgiving is a heavenly work 'T is all in Heaven they do To thank and praise the Lord most high On Earth 't is sweet work too Let all the World shout at the Just God will be their high Tower And such a Fort that all the World Shall ne're one Saint devour Of silly babes and sucklings weak Thou mak'st the Church so strong That it confounds the Gates of Hell That seek to do it wrong My Thoughts are much too big for words When to thy Heavens I look And view the Moon and Stars most high Thy glorious lovely book Then bless my Soul and all my powers Bless ye Jehovahs name As ye were born to do the Saints Do always praise the same Thro' Christ he pardons all our sins And blots out our misdeeds He heals our outward maladies And supplies all our needs He hath the Keys of Hell and Death The Souls of men to save He in his kindness bore the Cross That we the Crown might have Bless bless my Soul that Lord and God Whose benefits ingage His benefits of every hour Who can count in an Age For this his loving kindnesses He 's sooner reconcil'd Than any tender Father is To his Repenting Child To Father Son and Holy Ghost c. For the Sabbath O Blessed are ye Saints above How active is your state You ever bless the Lord your God Not at our broken Rate They never pray but always praise They endless Sabbaths keep They never shut their Eyes or Mouths Their rest is free from sleep But oh how weak are crawling Worms How short's our Sabbath days We dye more hours by far in sleep Than we do live in praise O Glorious God accept our Wills And Weaknesses forgive We wish our Souls were like the Saints Unlike them as we live They all were once as weak as we Lord grant we be not long That we may be as strong as they And sing their heavenly song â—ord what is life without thy love 'T is but a sorry thing What makes the Court of Heav'n above Thy Presence 't is great King 〈◊〉 do not envy great mens state Nor pine to see their store Take they the World give me thy Love I 'm Rich and they are Poor Hymn VII Another for the Sabbath day O God whose glorious Majesty We can so little praise â—Tis but a few and weary hours And those the best of days Heaven be the land of praise Lord why
must we keep thence What folly is' t that makes us loth To dye and to go hence â—each down Reach down thine arm of Grace Lord fit us to ascend Where Congregations near brake up And Sabbaths have no end â—here there 's no sleep nor weariness To break thy Servants peace â—or envious thoughts nor slanderous Tongues Their troubles to increase There there 's no falt but all is free There day lives without night There Men and Angels live by love And in thy lovely light I come I come my God to thee Thanks Lord to thee I come My wearied starved prodigal Soul Come Soul come gladly home World take thy husks and give thy Swine I am for better bread For all my Fathers Children be With Heavenly Manna fed Now flesh leave Tempting of me now To doat on sensual things They that thy Feasts do value much They know not Christ the King Too long too long my simple Soul A bond-slave thou hast been This day I join thee to thy God And thee Divorce from Sin My dearest Lord and my poor Soul For ever ever Love According to his Cov'nant seal In this World and above Hymn VIII Another for the Sabbath or Lords D … MY Lord my Love was Crucified He all the pains did bear But in the sweetness of his rest He makes his Servants share … w sweetly rest thy Saints above Which in thy Bosom lye … y Church below doth rest in hope Of that felicity â—ou Lord who daily feed'st thy Sheep Mak'st them a weekly Feast … y Flocks meet in their several Folds Upon this day of Rest â—elcome and dear unto my Soul â—re these sweet feasts of Love 〈◊〉 what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall Rest above … ess thy wise and wondrous love Which bind us to be free … ich makes us leave our Earthly snares That we may come to thee … me I wait I hear I pray Thy foot-steps Lord I trace … ng to think this is the way Unto my Saviours Face … is market day doth Saints inrich And smiles upon them all â—…s their Pentecost on which The Holy Ghost doth fall â—…ay of Wonders Mercies Pawn The weary Souls recruit … e Christians Goshen Heavens Dawn The end of endless fruit Hymn X. As the 100 Psalm THou spread'st a weekly Table Lord Where Souls may banquet on thy Worâ—… Whilst means in plenty we enjoy Let not our Souls be parcht and dry We wait here at Bethesda's Pool Those Waters which refresh and cool We wait whose Souls are scorcht with sin O come dear Saviour help us in Thy Power and thy Grace display Be thou amongst us on thy day That sinners may observe thy call And numerous converts to the fall That those who do thy footsteeps trace May find all sweetness in thy Grace O may they never more complain That they have sought their good in vain Thy People at thy Footstool lie Behold us with a gratious Eye O let our Souls with Jesus meet Our fellowship with him be sweet Among thy people here am I Lord let me not be passed by Let this poor Soul with triumph say I 've seen my dearest Lord to day I sit within thy Temple shade O let thy presence make me glad Love me my Lord or else I die Thy Love alone can satisfie Hymm XI For Communion with God â—Las my God that we should be Such strangers to each other that as Friends we might agree And walk and talk together â—…ou know'st my Soul do's dearly love The place of thine abode 〈◊〉 Musick gives so sweet a sound As these two words My God â—ong not for the fruit that grows Within these Gardens here â—…nd no sweetness in the Rose When Jesus is not near … y gracious presence O my Christ Can make a Paradice 〈◊〉 what are all the goodly Pearls Unto this Pearl of price … y I taste that Communion Lord Thy People have with thee … y Spirit daily talks with them O let it talk with me … ke Enoch let me walk with God And thus walk out my day … tended with the heav'nly Guards Upon my King's High-way â—hen wilt thou come unto me Lord O come my Lord most dear … me near come nearer nearer still I 'm well when thou art near â—hen wilt thou come unto me Lord I languish for thy sight Ten thousand Suns if thou art strange Are shades instead of light When wilt thou come unto me Lord For till thou dost appear I count each moment for a day Each minute for a year Come Lord and never from me go This World 's a darksome place I find no pleasure here below When thou dost vail thy face There 's no such thing as pleasure here My Jesus is my all As thou dost shine or disappear My pleasures rise or fall Come spread thy savour on my frame No sweetness is so sweet Till I get up to praise thy Name Where all thy singers meet Hymn XII A Cry before the Sacrament TO day the Lord of Hosts invites Unto a costly Feast O what a priviledge is this To be th' Almighty's Guest I am invited I must go Lord help me to prepare That so I may be welcome and Partake of Childrens fare All they that sit down with him must Be decked with his Grace He smiles on such Communicants And they behold his Face â—ut who and what am I O Lord Unholy and unmeet â—o come within thy doors or to Wash thy Disciples feet Come Holy Spirit come and take My filthy Garments hence â—he guilt the stain the love of sin Will give my Lord offence â—emember not my sins O Lord Which ever load my mind Thy Son did die for such as I That I might mercy find Worldly distractions stay behind Below the Mount abide Be no disturbance to my mind Nor make my Saviour chide Let nothing that is not divine Within thy presence move What e're would cause thee not to shine In tokens of thy Love Whilst thou dost at thy Table sit Send out thy Spirit to breathe Upon my Soul to summon forth My Graces from beneath A wake Repentance Faith and Love Awake O every Grace Come come attend this glorious King And bow before his face O come my Lord the time draws nigh That I am to receive Stand with my Pardon sealed by Perswade me to believe Let not my Jesus now be strange Nor hide himself from me O cause thy Face to shine upon The Soul that longs for thee O let our Entertainment now Be so exceeding sweet That we may long to come again And at thy Table meet Hymn XIII Against Vnbelief A Soul that 's burden'd with the weight Of Sin that on him lies Must go to Golgotha then ask For whom that Saviour dies Surely for Sinners such as I That precious blood was spilt Come poor defiled Souls O come And wash away your guilt Christ calls arise and do not fear Tho' thou wast Satan's Slave Let this thy drooping Spirit
can stand Before his cold He speaks and straight it thaws He breathes and Water flows To Israel his Laws And to none else he shows As for his word No Heathen Land Doth understand Praise ye the Lord. M. Hymn XLVI For the Gospel BLest be my God that I was born To hear the joyful sound That I was born to be Baptiz'd And bred on Christian ground That I was bred where God appears In tokens of his Grace The lines are fallen unto me In a most pleasant place The Sun which rose up in the East And drove their shades away His healing Wings have reach'd the West And turn'd our Night to day England at first an Egypt was Since that proud Babels Slave At last a Canaan it became And then my Birth it gave Blest be my God that I have slept The dismal Night away Being kept in Providence's Womb To England's brightest day M. Hymn XLVII For Redemption O That I had an Angels Tongue That I might loudly sing The wonders of Redeeming Love To thee my God and King But Man who at the Gates of Hell Did pale and speechless lye Must find a Tongue and Time to speak Or else the Stones will cry Let the Redeemed of the Lord Their thankful Voices raise Can we be Dumb whilst Angels Sing Our great Redeemers Praise Come let us join with Angels then Glory to God on high Peace upon Earth Good-will to Men Amen Amen say I. Poor Adam's Race was Satans prey And Dust the Serpent's food We that were doom'd to be devour'd Naked and Trembling stood Love Clothed with Humility Built here an House of Clay In which it dwelt and rescu'd Man The Devil lost his Prey The spightful Serpent bruis'd Christ's heel But then Christ brake his Head And left him Nail'd upon the Cross On which his Blood was shed Sing and triumph in boundless Grace Which thus hath set thee free Extol with shouts my ravish'd Soul Thy Saviour's Love to thee Give endless thanks to God and say What Love was this in thee That thou hast not with-held thy Son Thine Only Son from me Thy Deep and Glorious Counsels Lord With Trembling I Adore Blessed thrice blessed be my God Blessed for ever more M. Hymn XLVIII For the Morning MY God was with me all this night And gave me sweet Repose My God did watch even whilst I slept Or I had never Rose How many groan'd and wish'd for sleep Until they wish'd for day Measuring slow hours with their quick pains Whilst I securely lay What terrours have I scap'd this night Which have on others fell My body might have slept its last My soul have wak'd in hell Sweet rest hath gain'd that strength to me Which labour did Devour My body was in weakness laid But it is rais'd in pow'r Lord for the mercies of the night My humble thanks I pay And unto thee I dedicate The first fruits of the day Worldly concerments touch me not below the mount abide I must ascend to th'Father first My Saviour else will chide This Day I 'll praise thee O my God And so I 'll all my Days O Lord let mine Eternal Day Be thine Eternal Praise M. Hymn XLIX For the Evening NOW from the Altar of my Heart Let flames of Incense rise Assist me Lord to offer up Mine Evening Sacrifice Awake my Love awake my Joy Awake my Heart and Tongue Sleep not when Mercies loudly call Break forth into a Song Man's Life 's a Book of History The leaves thereof are days The Letters mercies closely join'd The Title is thy Praise This day God was my Sun and Shield My Keeper and my Guide His care was on my frailty shewn His Mercies multiply'd Minutes and Mercies multiply'd Have made up all this day Minutes came quick but Mercies were More fleet and free than they New time new favours and new Joy's Do a new Song require Till I shall praise thee as I would Accept my Hearts desire Lord of my Time whose hand hath set New time upon my score Then shall I praise for all my time When time shall be no more M. Hymn L. For good Success IS not the Hand of God in this Is not his end Divine Lord of Success thee will I bless Who on my Paths dost shine I reap the Fruit of Gods Design By him it was foreseen He thought of this as well as I Or it had never been I blindly guess'd but he fore-knew I wish'd he did command Wherefore I praise his careful Eye And his un erring Hand The Bow is drawn by feeble Arms Aim taken in the dark A Providential Hand doth guide The Arrow to the Mark. Except the Lord the City keep The Watch-men will be slain Except the Lord do build the House The Builder builds in vain Buildings are Babels Cities Heaps When thou send'st Curse or Flame And Lab'ring Heads that promise Fruit Oft bring forth Wind and Shame But thou hast Crown'd my Actions Lord With good success this day This Crown together with my self At thy blest Feet I lay Lord who art pleas'd to prosper me And bless me in my ways Prosper my weak endeav'ring Heart Which aimeth at thy praise M. Hymn LI. A General Song of Praise HOW shall I praise that Majesty Which Angels do Admire Let Dust in Dust in silence lie Sing sing ye Heav'nly Quire Thousands of Thousands stand around Thy Throne O God Most High Ten Thousand times Ten Thousand sound Thy praise But who am I Thy brightness unto them appears Whilst I thy footsteps trace A sound of God comes to my Ears But they behold thy Face They sing because thou art their Sun Lord send a Beam on me For where Heav'n is but once begun There Hallelujahs be Enlighten with Faiths Light my Heart Enflame it with Love's Fire Then shall I sing and bear a part With that Celestial Quire I shall I fear be dark and cold With all my zeal and light Yet when thou dost accept their Gold Lord Treasure up my Mite How great a Being Lord is thine Which doth all beings keep Thy knowledge is the only line To sound so vast a deep How good art thou whose goodness is Our parent nurse and guide Whose streams do water paradise and all the Earth beside Thy upper and thy nether Sâ—rings Make both thy worlds to thrive Under thy warm and sheltring wings Thou keep'st two Broods alive Thy Arm of Might most Mighty King Both Rocks and Hearts do break My God thou can'st do every thing But what would shew thee weak Thou can'st not cross thy self or be Less than thy self or poor But whatsoever pleaseth thee That can'st thou do and more Unbelief is a Raging wave Dashing against a Rock If God do not his Israel save Then let Egyptians mock Mercy that shining Attribute The Sinners Hope and Plea Huge Hosts of Sins in their Pursuit Are Drown'd in thy Red Sea This is the Devils Scourge and Sting This is the Angels Song Who Holy Holy Holy Sing In
Heav nly Canaans Tongue Mercy is Gods Memorial And in all Ages prais'd My God thine only Son did fall That Mercy might be rais'd Thy bright Back-parts O God of Grace I humbly here adore Shew me thy Glory and thy Face That I may praise Thee more Since none can see thy Face and live For me to Die is best Through Jordan's streams who would not dive To Land at Canaan's Rest Hymn LII Scripture Hymn Dr. H. THIS mystery of Godliness Is very great and high God manifested in the flesh The Spirit did justifie The blessed Angels saw his Face His word the Gentiles heard Believ'd on in the World he was To Gods Right Hand preferr'd But now we 're come to Sion Mount The City of aboad The Heavenly Jerusalem Where dwells the living God To Hosts of Angels numberless And to th' Assembly there The gen'ral Church of Gods first-born Whose names in Heav'n appear And unto God the Judge of all On whom the World must wait And to the Spir'ts of all Just Men Made perfect in that state To Jesus Mediatour of The Cov'nant now made new Whose sprinkled blood speaks better things Than Abel's Blood could do Now Blessing Glory and Renown Must we give all together To him that on the Throne sets down And to the Lamb for ever One God in Trinity Let Heaven and Earth adore From all Eternity The same for evermore All Glory 's his Who needing none Himself his own Perfection is B. Hymn LIII Reformation as the 148. Psalm THUS saith the Lord of Hosts But yet a little while And I will shake all Coasts Yea every Land and Isle Yet once again I shake all these Heaven Earth and Seas And all the main All Nations I will shake The long desired day Which doth all Nations take Lo that shall come I say And for all Coasts This House I will With Glory fill Saith th'God of Hosts The Glory of this last Far greater shall it grow Than of the Temple past The Lord of Hosts saith so And in this place Will I the Lord Of Hosts afford Sweet Peace and Grace Yet not by might nor pow'r But by my Sp'rit alone Saith God of Hosts our Tow'r The strength of all in one For who art thou O Mountain great The Empire 's seat To hinder now Before Zerubbabel Thou shalt become a plain The Stone that doth excel The head Stone of the same His Hand shall sit And bring it out VVith gen'ral shout Grace Grace to it The hand of that same man That laid the ground-work low Shall end what he began And I will overthrow The Heathen Kings VVho then are they That slight the day Of smaller things Hymn LIV. A Collection from several Psalms PRaise ye the Lord Most High My Soul speak thou his Praise I 'll praise him constantly And bless him all my days Even whilst I live And Being have God who this gave I 'll praises give In Princes put no trust Nor any Son of man Impotent and unjust None of them help us can He Life resigns Returns to Dust And then he must Cease his designs He is the happy man Whom God doth help afford Who own and trust God can Whose hope is in the Lord. Who all things made Heav'n Earth and Sea His Truth and they Do never fade Praise ye our glorious Lord Who dwells in Heav'n on high Let him be still ador'd Above the Starry Sky Ye Angels bright And all his Hosts Throughout Heav'ns Coasts In praise delight His People he will raise And them exalt on high All his Saints shall him praise And bless continually He is ador'd By Israel Who near him dwell Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord and sing A new rejoicing Song Praise ye our glorious King His holy ones among Where they do meet In holy throngs To sing these Songs Sacred and sweet Let Israel rejoice In him that did them make With chearful heart and voice Let Sion's Sons partake And to their King Who them directs And still protects This off'ring bring Hymn LV. The Doxologies TO Father Son and Holy Ghost One God in Trinity As ever was and as now is All Glory ever be Or To Father Son and Holy Ghost One God in Persons Three Or One undivided Three Or One consubstantial Three Or One co-eternal Three All humble thanks and joyful praise Or All highest praise and humble thanks Now and forever be Or For ever rendred be Or All Glory to the blessed Three One Ever-living Lord As at the first still shall he be Belov'd Obey'd Ador'd Or All Glory Honour Pow'r and Praise To God that 's one in Three As it in the beginning was Is now and still shall be Or All Glory to the Blessed Three All Honour Pow'r and Praise As at the first shall ever be Beyond the end of days Or To Father Son and Holy Ghost All Praise and Glory be therefore As in beginning was is now And shall be henceforth evermore Or Glory to thee O Lord One God in Persons three To Father Son and Holy Ghost One equal Glory be Hymn LVI For the Sabbath IF from my Holy Sabbath day Thou turn away thy Foot And do not by thy Pleasure stray My Sabbath to pollute But call the Sabbath a delight The Holy of the Lord And thy own Carnal Pleasure slite In Thought in Deed in VVord Then shalt thou joy in God alone VVith sweet and sacred mirth And he shall make thee ride upon High Places of the Earth VVith Father Jacob's Heritage The Lord shall feed thee Fat For thus doth Gods own Mouth engage And thou maist trust to that To God the Father and the Son And Holy Ghost therefore Be Glory Honour and Renown And Power for evermore Hymn LVII as the 25 Psalm LET others take their course And sing what name they please Let wealth or beauty be their Theam Such empty sounds as these Sweet Jesus is the Name My Song shall still adore Sweet Jesus is the charming word That do's my Life restore When I am dead in grief Or which is worse in Sin I call on Jesus and he hears And I to live begin Wherefore to thee dear Lord Behold thus low I bow And thus again yet is all this Far less than what I owe. Live glorious King of Heaven By all thy Heav'n ador'd Live gracious Saviour of the World Our Chief and Only Lord. Live and forever may Thy Throne establisht be For ever may all Hearts and Tongues Sing Hymns of Praise to thee Hymn LVIII as the 100 Psalm VVIth all the pow'rs my poor Soul hath Of humble Love and loyal Faith Thus low my God I bow to Thee Whom with more love bow'd low'r to me Down busie sense discourses dye And all adore Faiths mystery Faith is my skill Faith can believe As fast as Love new Laws can give Faith is my Eye Faith strength affords To keep pace with those pow'rful words And words more sure more sweet than they Love could not think Truth
th' World is God display'd With Glory and with Majesty In his own Works aray'd V. When thou design'st Lord to our sight Thy self to manifest First in a Robe of spotless Light Thou didst thy self invest VI. Then as a glittering Diadem Thou fram'st the Firmament Wherein each Star shines as a Gem stretcht to a vast extent VII On Waters rais'd unto the Sky Thou mighty Beams hast laid And meet for thy Great Majesty A Royal Pallace made VIII The blackest Clouds with brightest Beams The glorious Sun doth gild These are thy Chariots from them streams Light which thy Glory fills IX When thou descend'st to cast an Eye On these inferiour things In these thou rid'st or else dost flie Making the Wind thy wings X. Bright Angels stand before thy face At thy Command thy go With such wing'd speed they run their Race Swift flames to them are slow Part II. God's Creation of the Earth and Sea I. Thou hast the Pillars of the Earth On Basis set so fast Unmov'd they from the World's first-birth Unto its end shall last II. Thou o're the Infant 's Earth's bare face A Purple Vail dost spread Of Waters weav'd coucht in the place Where Hills now shew their head III. But that the Earth might see the light And smile on springing day Thy Voice like Thunder did afright And rend those Vails away IV. The Mountains that in watry Beds Lay sleeping heard thy call And starting raised up their heads Stood looking over all V. The Vails afrighted streight began To sink and shrink away The frighted Waters trembling ran And in their bosom lay VI. But lest the Waters should at length Cast off their captive Chain And growing bold should by their strength Their Empire lost regain VII For ever thou to check their Pride Hast by thy mighty hand Fixt them a bound forc't to abide Within a wall of Sand. VIII Beside the mighty Valley made The Chanel of the Sea A Thousand Valleys in the shade Of raised Mountains lay IX And that the Valleys might not want The Waters that were fled Some of these Captives did recant And back again were led X. Led thro' the Chambers of the Earth In dark and secret ways Till Born again by a new birth They saw the Sun 's Bright Rays Part III. Gods Provision for all his Creatures I. The mighty God who Rules all things Makes Valleys fresh and gay With Christal stream's from silver springs Where Flocks both feed and play II. These Waters with their purling Rills Make pleasant harmony And whilst they dance amongst the Hills Delight both Ear and Eye III. Wild Asses and the tamer Beasts Do here both Drink and Dine Their Pastures are their pleasant Feasts Their Waters are their Wine IV. That no delights behind may stay The Birds their Musick bring And while the Beasts do feed and play The Birds in branches sing V. And lest the Mountains should complain That tho' they thirsted first They still may thirst and not obtain One drop to quench their thirst VI. God from his Chambers looking down His Blessings on them pours With flowery Blossoms doth them Crown Produc'd by pleasant showers VII The Earth hath mighty appetites But God doth still provide A feast to which he all invites And all are satisfied VIII For Beasts he makes the Earth produce The Grass a grateful food And pleasant Herbs to for the use Of Man to both he 's good IX Of man and of his food hath he Made Earth the common Sourse That Man might know the Earth to be His Mother and his Nurse X. He feeds him with the finest Bread And makes his Face to shine With Oil and when his Joys are dead He chears his Heart with Wine Part IV. God's admirable Providence in the Government of the World I. THE stately Trees that grow upon Dry Hills no moistute want The Cedar King in Lebanon Is Gods own Royal Plant. II. Within these Trees Birds for their young Build little nurseries The Stork to save her self from wrong Unto the Fir-tree flies III. Wild Goats themselves to Hills betake As Castles of Defence And Rocks the weaker Coneys make Shields for their innocence IV. The Sun and Moon the King and Queen Of Heav'ns bright Court above By all the lower World are seen In state to shine and move V. The Moon this lower World to Grace Gives night the Face of day At length she shews but half a Face And turns her self away VI. Thus by her changes she defines The Periods of our time The Sun in brighter glory shines And doth much higher climb VII But yet this glorious height and light Secures not from a fall With thousand Lamps the sable Night Sets forth his Funeral VIII The Earth then puts her Mourning on Then darkness is her Vail Then all her loveliness is gone All her delights do fail IX Then Salvages that hate the Light Which might their thefts bewray Under the Curtains of the night Securely seek their prey X. Then the fierce Tyrants of the VVood VVhose force none dare withstand Young Lions roar and seek their food From God Almighty's hand XI But now the Sun Revives again And with him brings the Day In Dens where they before had lain Themselves again they lay XII Thus Beasts of Prey give place to men As Darkness doth to Light Man safely minds his business then Till day resigns to night Part V. God's Riches fills the Earth and Sea I. In all these works how many fold Thy Glories Lord do shine In them such Wisdom we behold We know the works are thine II. Vast sums thy Royal Treasuries The Earth and Sea contain Tho' still laid out for our supplies They still return again III. Vast Troops well arm'd with Silver Scales Do forage in the Sea There sports the mighty Giant Whales There Pigmy fishes play IV. Small Ships there ride on mighty Waves And as they rise and fall Men sail among high Tombs deep Graves Yet fear no Funeral Part VI. All Creatures are sustained by God I. All Creatures Lord which thou hast made Upon thee waiting stand Their strength doth fail their beauty fade Not cherisht by thy hand II. But thou O God who gav'st them life Sustain'st them all with food Thou scatter'st they with busie strife Straight gather what is good III. Thy smiles do make them brisk and gay Thy favour is their joy But if thou turn'st thy self away They mourn and faint and die IV. Their life and breath is in thine hand Thy strength 's their stay and trust Sustain'd or left by thee they stand or fall and turn to dust V. And when they 're left by thee they fall And lifeless dust remain By thy life-breathing Sp'rit they all Revive and live again VI. The face then of the fruitful Earth Is with new beauty blest And all her Children sing for mirth In new Apparel drest VII The World is chang'd by Power Divine But God is still the same In all his works his Glory shines
Eternizing his Name Part VII God is to be praised for his dreadful Majesty and wonderful Works I. He sits on an Eternal Throne With Mercy cloth'd and Might The works his hands hath wrought alone Are still his hearts delight II. If in his Robes of Majesty He to the Earth draw near Or cast from Heav'n a flaming Eye Th' Earth trembling faints for fear III. Of if he his Almighty hand On th'Mountains heads doth lay The Mountains can no longer stand But smoke and melt away IV. I will extol with noble Praise This mighty God and King While vital Breath prolong my days His Praises I will sing V. My heart and tongue with holy strife Shall in his Praises be Continual Rivals all my life For Joy one Jubilee VI. Let those who do this Lord despise And ' gainst his Law rebel As Rebels fall and never rise But sink from Earth to Hell VII But Oh my Soul my ravisht Heart Praise thou th' Almighty King Let all his Subjects bear a part And Hallelujah sing Hymn II. as the 148 Psalm COme Hallelujah sing Jehovah's Praise proclaim From Heav'n till Earth do ring I' th heights extol his fame His Glory raise Ye Armiesall Angelical With glorious Praise Thy Beams O Sun by day Thy Rayes O Moon by night Unto his Praise display Praise him ye Stars of Light His Praise declare Ye Heav'ns above And Clouds that move I'th'empty Air O let them praise the Name Of this all-glorious Lord For at his call they came Created by his Word For ever he Hath fix'd them fast For there he past A firm Decree The Lord who all things keeps Praise ye from Earth below Ye Dragons and all deeps Ye Fire and Hail and Snow And Vapours stirr'd By stormy Winds Which he doth bind Or loose by 's Word Ye Mountains which do raise Your Heads to Heav'n and all Ye Hills and Mountains praise Fruit-trees and Cedars tall Beasts wild and tame Each creeping thing All Birds of wing Exalt his Name Ye Kings of great command And Men of meaner birth Ye potent Princes and All Judges of the Earth Both Young Men all Maids in their prime Men hoard with time And Children small O let them joyn and raise Jehovah's Name on high His Name 's above their praise Exalted gloriously With Rayes Divine His Glory bright Obscures Earth's Light And th' Heavens out-shine Gloria Patri To th'Father and the Son And Holy Ghost now be All glory unto one True God and Persons three As 't was is when Times measure ends His Praise transcends All time Amen The Angels and Churches Hymn Glory to God on high And Peace to Men below Now God in Grace is nigh And Blessings to bestow All Glory then To th'Father too The Son also And Spirit Amen Hymn III. as 148 Psalm D. W. GIve laud unto the Lord From the Coelestial Coasts All ye his Praise record His Angels and his Hosts Him glorifie Sun Moon and Stars Yea highest Spheres And cloudy Sky O let them praise his Name Since made by his command Who ' stablish'd all the frame Perpetually to stand He also made A firm Decree Which needs must be By them obey'd Praise God from Earth below Ye Dragons and all Deeps Fire Hail Clouds Wind and Snow Whom in command he keeps Hills low and high Trees all that grow Beasts swift or slow Fouls all that flie Kings and the vulgar throng Princes and Judges all Yea men and maidens young Old men and children small Praise ye his name Who 's name alone As th' only one Extol in fame Whose glory bright doth blaze Above the Earth and Sky Of all his Saints the praise He sets their Horn on high Even those that spring Of Israel's race Much in his Grace His praises sing Hymn III. as the 148 Psalm YE holy Angels bright Which stand before Gods Throne And dwell in glorious light Praise ye the Lord each one You there so nigh Fitter than we Dark sinners be For things so high You blessed Souls at rest Who see your Saviours face Whose glory ev'n the least Is far above our Grace God's praises sound As in his sight With sweet delight You do abound All Nations of the Earth Extol the Worlds great King With melody and mirth His glorious praises sing For he still reigns And will bring low The proudest foe That him disdains Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye Saints that on him call Magnifie him always His holy Churches all In him rejoice And there proclaim His Holy Name With sounding voice My Soul bear thou thy part Triumph in God above With a well tuned heart Sing thou the Songs of love Thou art his own Whose pretious blood Shed for thy good His love made known He did in love begin Renewing thee by Grace Forgiving all thy Sin Shew'd thee his pleased Face He did thee heal By his own merit And by his Spirit He did thee Seal In saddest thoughts and grief In sickness fears and pain I cry'd for his relief And did not cry in vain He heard with speed And still I found Mercy abound In time of need Let not his praises grow On prosp'rous heighths alone But in the Vales below Let his great love be known Let no distress Curb and Controul My Winged Soul And Praise suppress Part II. Let not the fear or smart Of his chastising Rod Take off my fervent Heart From praising my dear God Still let me kneel And to him bring This offering What e're I feel Tho' I lose friends and wealth And bear reproach and shame Tho' I lose ease and health Still let me praise Gods name That fear and pain Which would destroy My thanks and joy Do thou restrain Tho' humane help depart And Flesh draw near to dust Let Faith keep up my Heart To love God true and just And all my Days Let no disease Cause me to cease His joyful praise Tho' sin would make me doubt And fill my Soul with fears Tho' God seem to shut out My daily Cries and Tears By no such frost Of sad delays Let thy sweet praise Be nipt and lost Away distrustful care I have thy promise Lord To banish all despair I have thy Oath and Word And therefore I Shall see thy face And there thy Grace Shall Magnifie Tho' sin and death conspire To rob thee of thy praise Towards thee I 'll aspire And thou dull hearts canst raise Open thy door And when grim death Shall stop his breath I 'll praise thee more With thy triumphant flock Then I shall numbred be Built on th' eternal Rock His Glory we shall see The Heav'ns so high With praise shall ring And all shall sing In harmony The Sun is but a spark From the eternal Light Its brightest beams are dark To that most glorious sight There the whole choire With one accord Shall praise the Lord For evermore Hymn V. of three parts 1. Confession 2. Petition 3. Thanks-giviâ—â—… Coll. LORD from the horrid deep my cries Ascend unto thine
home Hymn XXXI As the 100 Psalm NOt unto us Lord not to us But to thy Name the Praise we owe To thy free goodness and thy truth The springs whence all our Blessings flow Why should the Heathen ask in scorn Where is the God whom you adore In Heav'n he reigns but does on Earth What e're his Will ordain'd before Silver and Gold their Idols are And all their worth derive from thence With no Divinity inspir'd Since they are void of Life or Sense For tho' the Maker forms an Eye A Mouth or any other part He cannot give them sight or breath Nor lively motion by his Art Fond Men to think your Hands can make A God to which our knee should bow You trust what cannot help it self Statues have Sense as much as you The silent Grave cannot declare Thy wonders nor proclaim thy praise We 'll now begin that Blessed work Which shall continue all our days 110 Psalm as 100. THus spake the Lord unto his Son Sit thou advanc'd at my Right-hand Till all thy conquer'd Foes shall crouch And wait their doom from thy Command From Sion shall thy Word go forth Which like a Scepter thou shalt sway To bring the stubborn under rule And make them willingly obey Thy Conquest shall be great that day The numerous Converts thou shalt view Shall make an Army that exceeds The Chrystal drops of morning dew The Lord hath all his Truth ingag'd By Oath which he can never break To make thee an Eternal Priest Of th' Order of Melchizedeck And when he 's raised to his Throne Proud Monarchs that oppose his Reign Shall fall and all the wicked World That will not stoop to him be slain While he pursues this Work he 'll stoop To mean refreshments in the way But with a glorious reward God will his sufferings repay 103 Psalm as 100. BLess thou the Lord my Soul his Name Let all the Powers within me Bless O Let not his past favours lie Forgotten in unthankfulness It 's he that pardons all thy sins He that in sickness makes thee sound It 's he redeemed from the Grave Thy Life with love and mercy crown'd It 's he that fills thy Mouth with good And all thy just desires supplies Who like the Eagles makes thine Age To a renewed youth arise From his strict Justice sure relief Oppressed Innocence shall find Moses and Israel knew his ways And th' inclinations of his mind Abundant Mercies flow from God Love is his nature and delight Slow is his wrath and tho' he chides Intends not to destroy us quite Man's Days are like the Grass or Flow'r That in the Field its beauty shews But fades with ev'ry blasting Wind And then its former place none knows But Gods eternal Truth and Love Is to good men and to their Race Those that his Laws and Cov'nant keep His favour ever will embrace Circled with glorious light his Throne The Lord has plac'd in Heav'n above Whose mighty Pow'r and sov'raign Rule Extends o're all that live and move Bless God ye Angels who in strength And ready services transcend Bless him ye Hosts and Ministers Who all to do his Will attend Let all his Works thro' all the World To praise their glorious Lord accord And O my Soul bear thou thy part And ever bless and praise the Lord. 104 Psalm As the 100 MY Soul forever bless the Lord To this his greatness do's invite Honour and Majesty 's his Robe His beauteous Vesture's splendid light He as a Tent the Heav'n extends Whose Rooms on liquid Waters stay Clouds are his Chariot and the Winds With their wing'd Wheels meet out his way Angels as swift as air as bright As flames with quick obedience move To publish and effect below His Pleasure giv'n in charge above The Earth's foundations are unknown No Pillars rais'd its weight to bear And yet no pow'r can make it move Tho' it hangs loose in flued Air. Part II. He from the Hills thro' secret veins Causes the Chrystal Springs to burst They glide thro' Valleys where the Beasts And the Wild Asses quench their thirst Their Birds are taught with curious Art Their Nests in shady Boughs to raise And by their chearful notes reprove Our silence in our Makers praise Nor can the higher grounds which gape For thirst complain that they 're forgot Clouds big with show'rs on them distill And Water ev'ry barren plat Great God how various are thy works Created all with wondrous skill Thy Blessings Lord enrich the Earth And the Seas spacious bosom fill If God but in displeasure frown The whole Creation needs must Mourn If he with-holds his Breath or theirs They dye and to their dust return The great employment of my life Shall be to praise the mighty Lord To think upon his love and works The sweetest pleasure will afford Dr. W. 95. Psalm COme let us with united joys To God our voices raise With thankful hearts before him come And loudly sing his praise Our Lord is a great God and King In powers eminent Above all Gods him Angels serve And Princes represent The secrets of the Earth and strength Of Hills are in his Hand He made the Waters of the Sea And for their bounds dry Land To him that made us let us kneel And Adorations give Who are his People and the Sheep That on his Pastures live To day let 's hear his voice and not Such hard'ned Sinners prove As those that in the Wilderness Provoked God above They prov'd his Pow'r and saw his Works And griev'd him forty year Till wearied with that murm'ring race He could no longer bear He did their unbelief and base Ingratitude detest And in his anger sware they should Not come into his Rest Coll. 71. Psalm as the 25. MY Soul on God relys Let none disgrace my trust Lord hear and save me when I call As thou art good and just Be thou my sure defence Whereto I may resort Make good thy gracious promise Lord Be thou my Rock and Fort. Lord when my strength decays And when my years decline Do not forsake or cast me off But own me still as thine To no supports I 'll fly But to thy strength Divine No other goodness shall be nam'd Or faithfulness but thine These from my youth I 've learnt And hitherto declar'd Thy Wond'rous works forsake me not Now when I am Grey-hair'd Thou shalt again revive My Soul with grief deprest Thou Lord wilt raise my low estate Comfort and give me rest My chearful Tongue and Lips Shall loudly bear a part In praising thee when tun'd and rais'd By a most thankful heart This shall be my great work To celebrate thy fame who 'll me Redeem and bring also My Enemies to shame 63 Psalm EArly O Lord my fainting Soul Thy Mercy do's implore No Traveller in desert land Can thirst for Waters more I long t' appear as I was wont Within thy holy place Thy Power and Glory to behold And to obtain thy Grace
For Life it self without thy love No rellish do's afford No other Joys can equal this To serve and praise the Lord. I 'll therefore make my Pray'rs to thee And bless thee whilst I live This like the choicest dainties will Both food and pleasure give When others sleep my wakeful thoughts Present thee to my mind And in the night I think how good My God has been and kind Since thou alone hast been my help To thee alone I fly And on thy watchful Providence With chearfulness rely Dangers whilst thou art near to me Do threaten me in vain When I keep close to God his care And pow'r will me sustain 65 Psalm As the 100. PRaises in Sion wait for thee And there the vow perform'd shall be To the O God that hearest Pray'r All flesh shall chearfully repair Our Sins may justly put a stop To all that good from thee we hope Thy Mercy do's those fears allay For this will purge our sins away O happy they that may draw near To thee and in thy Courts appear For these shall all refreshments have Thy house can give or they can crave By thy amazing wonders thou Thy kindness to the good dost shew The ends of th' Earth in thee confide And th' Isles that in the Sea reside Thy Care prevents a threatning Dearth Thou visitest the thirsty Earth Show'rs to enrich her barren Womb From thy full springs above do come The Wilderness refresht with Rain Tho' parcht before now springs again The little Hills new Garments wear And in their youthful green appear Flocks are the Cloathing of the Plains The Vails are cover'd o'er with grain All Nature seems to shout and sing To welcome in the hopeful spring 51 Psalm BEhold O Lord my sinful Soul To thee for Mercy flies Thy Mercy boundless is blot out all mine iniquities Oh! wash away my Crimes for thou Alone canst make me clean I now confess my guilt amaz'd To see how vile I 've been I was conceiv'd and born in Sin So prone to do amiss But Purity and Truth of Heart To thee most pleasing is Shew thou art reconcil'd as these Whom Hysop sprinkles know They are absolv'd thy Grace can wash And make me white as Snow My Sins have forfeited the joys And peace that once I had Thy voice would heal my broken bones Thy pardon make me glad Create in me O Lord a Heart Unspotted in thy sight Renew in me a mind unmov'd from goodness and upright Lord do not cast me from thy sight As one thou canst not love Nor let thy Spir't tho' griev'd so much Its Grace from me remove My open'd lips shall sing thy praise For this thou dost desire Rather than Sacrifice of Beasts Consumed in the Fire Thou dost a broken contrite heart More than all off'rings prise This present now I humbly bring Which God will not despise 42. Psalm and part of 43. as 100. O God the spring of all my joys For thee I long to thee I look No chased Hart do's pant so much After the cooling Water-brook Less grief it is to be exil'd From mine own house than Lord from thine O how I wish t' approach that place Where all thy glories use to shine Why should I cherish these sad thoughts Whence nought but perturbation flows Since they procure not what I wish Why should they hinder my repose I 've learnt this remedy at last To keep my passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And resignation to his Will 43. Thou Righteous Judge of all the World Be thou my gracious Advocate And clear mine Innocence from those Whose craft is equal to their hate Thy mercy and thy truth display That by the conduct of thy light Thy Courts I may attain and there May have of thee a fuller sight T' approach thy presence would revive My Spir't and all my gladness raise Where I thy goodness would proclaim With Soul inlargements in thy praise 39. Psalm as 100. for a Funeral LORD teach me when my latter end And number of my days I view To measure right my self and them How I am frail and they are few My days extent is but a span Mine age is nothing unto thee Man in his flourishing estate Is altogether vanity A shadow 's all that he pursues But his vexations Real are He heaps up wealth and knows not who Shall reap the profit of his care Let others foolishly expect How kind this flatt'ring World will prove I 'll seek my God alone to please And be ambitious of his love How weak and nothing we appear When God for Sin doth man chastise Like garments fretted by the Moth So all his beauty ruin'd lies My poor petitions Lord regard And to my mournful cry give ear A wandring stranger here on Earth I am as all my Fathers were Lord my decaying strength repair And spare me yet a while that I May make my peace with thee before I go away from hence and dye 27. Psalm as 119. TO my Petitions Lord return An answer full of Grace Thy face thou bad'st me seek and I Resolve to seek thy face Lord do not in displeasure hide Thy face nor me reject Those succours I have had before From thee I still expect My Parents love is not so great As thine nor care so large When they forsake me I become Still more thy care and charge Lord let me plainly see the way Where I may safely tread Avoiding all the cunning snares Mine Enemies have laid How wretched had I been when I With troubles was opprest Had I not hop't thy Mercy would Secure my peace and rest Wait still on God my Soul from him Courage and strength derive Tho' he delay he will at length Thy fainting heart revive 25. Psalm in its proper tune TO God I make my Pray'r In him my trust repose O let me not become a scorn Or triumph to my Foes Let no events deject Their Souls that wait on thee Let disappointments shame their hopes That deal perfidiously The ways thou Lord dost chuse Make me to know aright And teach me always to perform What 's pleasing in thy sight From the streight paths of Truth Ne're let me go astray From thee my Saviour I beg Direction every day Lord call to mind that love Thou didst of old express How thou hast graciously reliev'd Thy Servants in distress Into my youthful sins No strict enquiry make Those early faults O Lord forgive For thine own goodness sake Part II. God who is good and just Will erring Souls instruct Their wandring steps he will to paths Of holiness conduct The humble Souls he 'll guide And teach the meek his way Kindness and truth express to such As his just laws obey Incourag'd by thy Grace For mercy I intreat Pardon my sins O Lord that are Both numerous and great Who is that happy man That fears the Lord above He 'll ever lead him in the ways That he himself doth love Possess'd with quiet
thoughts His Soul shall dwell at ease His Seed shall after him enjoy Prosperity and Peace The secrets of his love God will make known to those That fear him and the blessings he Reserves to them disclose Part III. In all my troubles Lord Mine Eyes are towards thee I hope thy goodness at the last From all will set me free Lord turn a gracious Eye To me and Mercy show Great are th' afflictions I endure And find no help below My troubles are enlarg'd Lord send me quick relief Grant me forgiveness of my Sins And then remove my grief Preserve and keep my Soul From shame as well as guilt O never disappoint the hopes That I on thee have built Let my try'd Innocence Find sure supports from thee At length thy chosen People Lord From all their troubles free 46 Psalm TH' Almighty Lord is our defence The strength whereby we stand When troubles their approaches make His help is nigh at hand Our Faith may there remain unmov'd Tho' th' Earth should be displac'd Or tho' into the Sea's vast gulph The Mountains should be cast Altho' the Oceans troubled waves A frightful noise should make Should rise and swell above the Cloud And cause the hills to shake There is a quiet stream makes glad The City of the Lord His presence will secure her peace And timely help afford The Nations rage and threaten War But God is on our side One word of his dissolves their force And daunts their swelling pride See what his hand hath done it draws The Sword out of its sheath And while he gives it leave Triumphs In Slaughter and in Death Then by another Word he makes Destructive Wars to cease He breaks their Arms the bow and spear And Crowns the Earth with Peace Cease then fond Men to strive with God Whose Pow'r is over all For fear lest he exalt himself In your unpitied Fall 23 Psalm as the 100. GOd is my Shepherd who will see That all my wants be still supply'd I shall not be expos'd to wrong Nor left to stray without a guide The Pastures they are fresh and green Where I have ease and sweet repast The Streams are cool and quiet where I quench my thirst and please my taste His Comforts which revives my Soul Life's tedious journey pleasant make And in the peaceful ways of Grace He leads me for his Goodness sake Tho' I should walk where black despair And sorrow casts a dismal shade Thy power and thy tender Care Would chase my fears and make me glad Thou spread'st my Table where my Foes Behold thy bounty and repine To see rich Oils anoint my head And see my Cup o'reflow with Wine Surely the goodness of the Lord Shall still surround me all my days I will frequent thy House and there Display thy Love and sing thy praise 9. Psalm as the 100. VVITH all my Soul I 'll bless the Lord And all his mighty works proclaim Gladness and joy shall fill my heart Whilst I sing praises to his name Th' eternal God from Change secure Has plac'd his Throne in glorious light When he appears to judge the World His sentence will be just and right From him th'oppress'd will find relief He 'll be their refuge in distress No good mans Faith was ever sham'd His Pray'r ne're wanted good success Arise O Lord and interpose To blast the wickeds good success And by thy Terrours make them feel They are but men and so confess Lord I can suffer thy rebukes When thou dost kindly me chastise But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear O let not that against me rise The Lord hath heard my Pray'r and those That gap'd upon me as their Prey Will vex themselves at their defeat And with confusion turn away God will reward the Just mans works As he approves the ways they tread But the smooth paths of Sinners down To Death and to Damnation lead Mark but the good and perfect man And him that 's upright in his ways Mercy attends his happy life And quiet peace concludes his days 37. Psalm as the 100. I 've seen the wicked rise to Pow'r Flourish like Laurels fresh and green But suddenly their ruine came And no remainder could be seen For God whose nature 's good and just Those that his Image have will own They shall continue when the race Of wicked men are overthrown In all th' experience of my life That holy man I ne're could see Whose Alms expos'd himself to want Or brought his race to Beggery The Lord directs a good mans steps And he delighteth in his way He is not ruin'd by his falls God's pow'r is his support and stay Think not mere wealth makes happy men That little which contents the poor Is better far than wicked mens Ill got or ill imployed store He 's wise that 's always doing good And on God's goodness doth relye Thus thy enjoyments he 'll secure And all thy just desires supply Leave thy concerns unto his care In firm dependance on him live He 'll either grant what thou wouldst have Or what he knows is better give Tho' slanders and detracting tongues Like clouds thy righteousness obscure He 'll clear thy innocence the light At noon shall not appear more pure J. C. Death or for Funerals 5. Psalm DEath steals upon us unawares And Digs our Graves unseen Whilst we dispute are full of cares What may be what hath been Shall I be bent on vanity And rottenness to trust Till Death shall lay his hand on me And crumble me to dust What if my Sun should set at Noon If Death should call to day Can'st thou my Soul go off so soon Hast thou no scores to pay Behold my Sands how quick they fall How near I am my Goal Let not my Body be undrest Till thou hast cloath'd my Soul That at the Trumpet 's sound I may Spring from my dusty bed Rejoicing at the voice that calls Arise come forth ye dead O give me Faith and Patience Lord Upon a dying Bed And let my Saviour then afford Supports to heart and head Support my weak and tott'ring Faith If dismal fears annoy My Jesus be my strong defence My Jesus be my joy O Holy Ghost do thou not fail At this time to appear O let thy Spir't and Faith prevail My evidence to clear My Soul in thy sweet hands I trust Now can I sweetly sleep My Body falling to the Dust I leave with thee to keep Mr. B. A Song of Praise at parting of Friends LORD do not say I love thee not And thou wilt not me love Because thy Gospel Cov'nant Grace Doth me so little move 'T is true I love thee not enough Enough who can thee love Thou never can'st be lov'd enough No not in Heav'n above I do not love thee as I would Nor as they do above But had I power to my Will I 'd make my self all love But if indeed I love thee not I know not what I Love 'T is for thy