make me whole 5. For after death no more can I Thy glorious Acts proclaim No Pris'ner of the silent Grave Can magnifie thy Name 6. Quite tir'd with Pain with Groaning faint No hope of Ease I see The Night that quiets common Griefs Is spent in Tears by me 7. My Beauty fades my Sight grows dim My Eyes with Weakness close Old Age o'ertakes me whilst I think On my insulting Foes 8. Depart ye Wicked in my Harms Ye shall no more rejoyce For God I find accepts my Tears And listens to my Voice 9 10. He hears and grants my humble Pray'r And they that wish my Fall Shall blush and rage to see that God Protects me from them all PSALM VII 1. O Lord my God as I have plac'd My Trust alone in Thee From all my Persecutors Rage Do thou deliver me 2. Save me from my remorseless Foe Lord interpose thy Pow'r Lest like a salvage Lion he My helpless Soul devour 3 4. If I am guilty or did e'er Against his Peace combine Nay if I have not spar'd his Life Who sought unjustly mine 5. Let then to persecuting Foes My Soul become a Prey Let them to Earth tread down my Life In dust my Honor lay 6. Arise and let thine Anger Lord In my Defence engage Exalt thy self above my Foes And their insulting Rage Awake awake in my behalf The Judgment to dispence Which thou hast righteously ordain'd For injur'd Innocence 7. So to thy Throne adoring Crouds Shall still for Justice fly O! therefore for their â—uff'ring sakes Do thou return on high 8. Impartial Judge of all the World I leave my Cause to thee O! judge me by thy Righteousness And Heart's Integrity 9. Let Wickedness and wicked Men Together be o'erthrown But fix the Justâ— thou God to whom The Hearts of both are known 10 11. God me protects nor only me But all of Upright Heart And daily lays up Wrath for those Who from his Laws depart 12. If they persist he whets his Sword His Bow stands ready bent 13. Ev'n now with swift Destruction wing'd His pointed Shafts are sent 14. Those treach'rous Plots my Foe conceiv'd Abortive are and vain 15. The Pit he digg'd has prov'd a Grave His Ruines to contain 16. On his own Head his Spite returns Whilst I from Harm am free The Violence is fall'n on him Which he design'd for me 17. Therefore of Providence Divine The Justice I 'll proclaim I 'll sing the Praise of God most High And celebrate his Name PSALM VIII 1. O Thou to whom all Creatures bow Within this earthly Frame Thro' all the World how great art Thou How glorious is thy Name In Heav'n thy wond'rous Acts are sung Nor fully reckon'd there 2. And yet thou mak'st the Infant Tongue Thy boundless Praise declare Thro thee the Weak confound the Strong And crush their haughty Foes And so thou quell'st the wicked Throng That thee and thine oppose 3. When Heav'n thy beauteous Work on high Employs my wond'ring Sight The Moon that nightly gilds the Skie With Stars of feebler Light 4. Lord what is Man that still thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind Or what his Offspring that thou prov'st To him so wond'rous kind 5. Him next in Pow'r thou didst create To thy celestial Train 6. Ordain'd with Dignity and State O'er all thy Works to reign 7. They jointly own his potent Sway The Beasts that prey or graze 8. The Bird that wings its airy way The Fish that cuts the Seas 9. O Thou to whom all Creatures bow Within this earthly Frame Thro' all the World how great art Thou How glorious thy Name PSALM IX 1. TO celebrate thy Praise O Lord I will my Heart prepare To all the list'ning World thy Works Thy wond'rous Works declare 2. The Thought oâ— them shall to my Soul Exalted Raptures bring Whilst to thy Name O thou most High Triumphant Praise I sing 3. Thou mad'st my haughty Foes to turn Their backs in shameful Flight Struck with thy Presence down they fell They perish'd at thy sight 4. Against insulting Foes advanc'd Thou didst my Cause maintain My right asserting from thy Throne Where Truth and Justice reign 5. The Insolence of Heathen Pride Thou hast reduc'd to Shame Their wicked Offspring quite destroy'd And blotted out their Name 6. Mistaken Foes your Threats and you Are to a period come Our Cities stand design'd by you Their slaughter'd Owners Tomb 7 8. The Lord endures who has on high His righteous Throne prepar'd Impartial Justice to dispense To punish or reward 9. His Kindness is a sure Defence Against oppressing Rage As Troubles rise his needful Aids In our behalf engage 10. All those who have his Goodness prov'd Will in his Truth confide Whose Mercy ne'er â—orsook the Man That on his Help rely'd 11. Sing Praises therefore to the Lord From Siâ—n his abode Proclaim his Deeds till all the World Confess no other God PART II. 12. When he enquiry makes for Blood He 'll â—â—ll their Case to mind The injur'd humble Mans Complaint Relief from him shall find 13. Compassion on my Troubles take That spiteful Foes create Thou that hast rescu'd me so oft From Death's devouring Gate 14. In Sion then I 'll sing thy Praise To all that love thy Name And with loud Shouts of grateful Joy Thy saving Pow'r proclaim 15. Deep in the Pit they digg'd for me The Heathen Pride is laid Their guilty Feet to their own Snare Insensibly betray'd 16. Thus by the just Returns he makes The mighty Lord is known While wicked Men by their own Plots Are shamefully o'erthrown 17. His injur'd Saints when most distress'd He ne'er forgets to aid Their Expectation shall be crown'd Tho for a time delay'd 18. No single Sinner shall escape By Privacy obscur'd Nor Nations from his just Revenge By Numbers be secur'd 19. Arise O Lord assert thy Pow'r And let no Man o'ercome Descend to Judgment and pronounce The guilty Heathens Doom 20. Strike Terror through the Nations round Till by consenting Fear They to each other and themselves But mortal Men appear PSALM X. 1. THY presence why withdraw'st thou Lord Why hid'st thou now thy Face When dismal Times of deep Distress Call for thy wonted Grace 2. The Wicked swell'd with lawless Pride The Poor their Prey have made O! let them fall by those Designs Which they for others laid 3. For strait they triumph if Success Their thriving Crimes attend And sordid Wretches whom God hates In his despite commend 4. To own a Pow'r above themselves Their haughty Pride disdains And therefore in their stubborn Mind No thought of God remains 5. Oppressive Methods they pursue And all their Foes they slight Because thy Judgments unobserv'd Are far above their Sight 6. They fondly think their prosp'rous State Shall unmolested be They think their vain Designs shall thrive From all Misfortunes free 7. Vain and deceitful is their Speech With Curses fill'd and Lies By which the Mischeif they intend They study
PSALM CXLIII 1. LORD hear my Pray'r and to my Cry Thy wonted Audience lend In thy accustom'd Faith and Truth A gracious Answer send 2. Nor at thy strict Tribunal bring Thy Servant to be try'd For in thy sight no living Man Can e'er be justiâ—i'd 3. The Foe pursues my Life a Life Whose Comâ—orts all are fâ—ed To Darkness chas'd and foâ—c'd to seek A Mansion with the Dead 4. My Spirit therefore is o'er-whelm'd And sinks within my Brest My Vitals failâ— my Heart it self That should support the rest 5. I call to mind the Days of old The Wonders thou hast wrought For my Deliv'rance heretofore Employ my musing Thought 6. To Thee my supplicating Hands Are eagerly stretch'd out My Soul for thy Refreshment thirsts Like Land opprest with Drought 7. Hear me with speed my Spirit fails Thy Face no longer hide Lest I become forlorn like them That in the Grave reside 8. Thy Kindness early let me hear Whose Trust on Thee depends Teach me the way where I should go My Soul to Thee ascends 9. Thou art my God Thy righteous Will Instruct me to obey Let thy good Spirit conduct and keep My Soul in thy right way 10. For thy Name 's sake with quick'niâ—g Grace From Mercy 's healing Spring Revive me and for thy Truth 's sake My Soul from Trouble bring 11. In pity to my Suff'rings Lord Reduce my Foes to Shame Stay them that persecute a Soul Devoted to thy Name PSALM CXLIV 1. FOrever blest be God the Lord Who does his needful Aid impart At once both Strength and Skill afford To wield my Arms with warlike Art 2. His Goodness is my Fort and Pow'r My strong Deliverer and Shield In him I trust whose matchless Tow'r Makes to my sway fierce Nations yield 3. Lord what 's in Man that Thee should move Such tender Care of him to take Or what 's Man's Son that thou should'st love Such great account of him to make 4. The Life of Man does quickly fade His Thoughts but empty are and vain His Days are like a flying Shade Of which when past no Signs remain 5. In solemn state O God descend Whilst Heav'n its lofty Head inclines The smoaking Hills asunder rend Of thy approach the awful Signs 6. Discharge thy dreadful Lightnings round And make my scatter'd Foes retreat Them with thy martial Arrows wound And their Destruction soon complete 7 8. Do thou from Heav'n above engage Thy boundless Pow'r my Foes to quell And snatch me from the stormy Rage Of threat'ning Waves that proudly swell Fight thou against my foreign Foes Whose Mouth vent Speeches false and vain Who tho in solemn Leagues they close That firm Engagement ne'er maintain 9. So I to Thee the King of Kings In joyful Hymns my Voice shall raise And Instruments of various Strings Shall help me thus to sing thy Praise 10. God does to Kings his Aid afford To them his sure Salvation sends 'T is he that from the hurtful Sword His Servant David still defends 11. Fight thou against my foreign Foes Whose Mouths vent Speeches false and vain Who tho in solemn Leagues they close Their firm Engagement ne'er maintain 12. Then our young Sons like Trees shall grow Well planted in some fruitful place Our Daughters shall like Pillars show Design'd some Royal Court to grace 13. Our Garners fill'd with various Store Shall us and ours with Plenty feed Our Sheep incâ—easing more and more Shall thousands and ten thousands breed 14. Our lab'ring Oxen strong may grow Nor in their constant Labour faint Whilst we no War nor Slav'ry know And in our Streets hear no Complaint 15. Thrice happy is that People's Case Whose various Blessings thus abound Who God's true Worship sâ—ill embrace With his Protection always crown'd PSALM CXLV 1 2. THEE I 'll extol my God and King Thy endless Praise proclaim This Tribute daily I will bring And ever bless thy Name 3. Thou Lord beyond compare art great And highly to be prais'd Thy Majesty with boundless Height Above our Knowledge rais'd 4. Renown'd for mighty Acts thy Fame To future Times extends From Age to Age thy glorious Name Successively descends 5 6. Whilst I thy Glory and Renown And wond'rous Works express The World with me thy Might shall own And thy great Pow'r confess 7. The Praise that to thy Love belongs They shall with Joy proclaim Thy Truth of all their grateful Songs Shall be the constant Theme 8. The Lord abounds with Acts of Grace Which Pity still supplies His Anger moves with leisure pace His willing Mercy flies 9 10. Thou Lordâ— art good to all thy Love To all thy Works exprest By them still prais'd thy Name shall prove And by thy Servants blest 11. They with the glorious Prospect sir'd Shall of thy Kingdom speak And thy great Pow'r by all admir'd Their lofty Subject make 12. God's glorious Works of antient date Shall thus to all be known And thus his Kingdom 's Royal State With publick Splendor shown 13. His stedfast Throne from Changes free Shall stand for ever fast His boundless Sway no end shall see But Time it self out-last PART II. 14 15. The Lord does them support that fall And makes the prostrate rise For his kind Aid all Creatures call Who timely Food supplies 16. What e'er their frequent Wants require With open hand he gives And so fulfils the just Desireâ— Of ev'ry thing that lives 17 18. How holy is the Lord how just How righteous all his Ways How nigh to him who with firm Trust For his Assistance prays 19. He 'll grant the full Desires of those Who him with Fear adore And all their Troubles soon compose When they his Aid implore 20. The Lord preserves all those with Care Whom grateful Love employs But Sinners who his Vengeance dare With furious Rage destroys 21. My Time to come in Praises spent Shall celebrate his Fame And all Mankind with one Consent Shall ever bless his Nameâ— PSALM CXLVI 1 2. O Praise the Lord and thou my Soul For ever bless his Name His wond'rous Love while Life shall lastâ— My constant Praise does claim 3. On Kings the greatest Sons of Men For Succour ne'er rely They can't defend in dang'rous times Nor timely Help apply 4. Form'd out of Dust their Breath once gone Again in Dust they lie And all their Thoughts and vain Designs Together with them die 5. Then happy he who Iacob's God For his Protector takes Who still with well-plac'd Hope the Lord His constant Refuge makes 6. The Lord who made both Heav'n and Earth And all that both contain Will never quit his stedfast Truth Nor make his promise vain 7. The poor opprest from all their Wrongs Are eas'd by his Decree He gives the Hungry needful Food And sets the Pris'ners free 8. By him the Blind receive their Sight The weak and fall'n he rears With kind Regard and tender Love He for the righteous cares 9. The Strangers he preserves from Harm The Widow
Wicked set them free PSALM XXXVIII 1. COrrect me not in Anger Lord Tho I deserve it all Nor let at once on me the Storm Of thy Displeasure fall 2. In ev'ry wretched Part of me Thy Arrows deep remain Thy heavy Hand 's afflicting Weighâ— I can no more sustain 3. My Flesh is one continued Wound Thy Wrath so fiercely glows Betwixt my Punishment and Guilt My Bones have no Repose 4. My Sins are to a Deluge swell'd My wretched Head to drown And for my feeble Strength to bear Too vast a Burthen grown 5. My Wounds with putrid Stench are fill'd My Folly 's just Return 6. With Trouble I am warp'd and bow'd For all the day I mourn 7. A Loath'd Disease afflicts my Loins Unsound in ev'ry Part 8. I 'm feeble broken groan and roar Through Anguish of my Heart PART II. 9. But Lord before thy searching Eyes All my Designs appear And sure my Groans have been too loud Not to have reach'd thine Ear. 10. My Heart 's opprest my Strength decay'dâ— My Eyes depriv'd of Light 11. Friends Lovers Kinsmen gaze aloof On such a dismal Sight 12. Mean while the Foes that seek my Life Their Snares to take me set Vent Slanders and contrive all day To forge some new Deceit 13. But I as if both Deaf and Dumb Nor heard nor once reply'd 14. Quite Deaf and Dumb like one whosâ— Tonguâ— With conscious Guilt were ty'd 15. For Lord to Thee I do appeal My Innocence to clear Assur'd that Thou the Righteous God My injur'd Cause wilt hear 16. Hear me I said lest they rejoice Who triumph in my Woe Insulting if they see my Foot Once indirectly goe 17. And with continual Grief opprest To halt I now begin 18. For Lord to Thee I will confess To thee bewail my Sin 19. But whilst I languish my proud Foes Their Strength and Vigor boast Who hate me without Cause are grown A formidable Host. 20. Ev'n they whom I oblig'd return My Kindness with Despight Become my Enemies because â— chuse the Path that 's right 21. Forsake me not O Lord my God Nor far from me depart 22. Make hast to my Relief O Thouâ— Who my Salvation art PSALM XXXIX 1. REsolv'd to watch o'er all my Ways My very Words to aw I curb'd my hasty Tongue when I The prosp'rous Wicked saw 2. Like one that 's dumb I Silence kept And did my Tongue refrain From good Discourse but that Constraint Increas'd my inward Pain 3. My Heart did glow which waking Thoughts Did hot and restless make And warm Reflections fann'd the Fire Till thus at length I spake 4. Lord let me know my term of days How soon my Life will end The num'rous Train of Ills disclose Which this frail State attend 5. My Life thou know'st is but a Span A Cypher sums my Years And ev'ry Man in best estate But Vanity appears 6. Man like a Shadow vainly walks With Fruitless Cares oppress'd He heaps up Wealth but cannot tell By whom ' â—will be possess'd 7. Why then should I for worthless Toys With anxious Care attend On Thee alone my stedfast Hope Shall ever Lord depend 8 9. Forgive my Sins nor let me scorn'd By foolish Sinners be For I was dumb and murmur'd not Because 't was done by Thee 10. The dreadful Burthen of thy Wrath In mercy Lord remove Lest my frail Flesh too weak to bear The heavy Load should prove 11. For when thou chast'nest Man for Sin Thou mak'st his Beauty fade So vain a thing is he like Cloth By fretting Moths decay'd 12. Lord hear my Cry my Tears accept And listen to my Pray'r Who sojourn like a Stranger here As all my Fathers were 13. O spare me yet a little time My Strength again restore Before I vanish quite from hence And shall be seen no more PSALM XL. 1. I Waited meekly for the Lord Till he 'd vouchsafe a kind Reply Who did his gracious Ear afford And heard from Heav'n my humble Cryâ— 2. Me from the dismal Pit he took When founder'd deep in miry Clay He plac'd my Feet on solid Rock And suffer'd not my Steps to strayâ— 3. The Wonders he for me has wrought Inspire me with new Songs of Praise Whence Strangers shall his Fear be taught And Hope of like Deliv'rance raise 4. For Blessings shall that Man reward Who on th' Almighty Lord relies Who treats the Proud with Disregard And hates the Hypocrites Disguise 5. Who can the wond'rous Works recount Which thou O God for us hast wrought Thy treasur'd Thoughts of Love surmount The Pow'r of numbers speech and thought 6. I 've learn'd that Thou hast not desir'd Off'rings and Sacrifice alone Nor Blood of guiltless Beasts requir'd For Man's Transgression to atone 7. I therefore come come to fulfil The Oracles thy Books impart 8. 'T is my Delight to do thy Will Thy Law is written in my Heart PART II. 9. In full Assemblies I have told Thy Truth and Righteousness at large Nor did thou know'st my Lips with-hold From utt'ring what thou gav'st in charge 10. Nor kept within my Breast confin'd Thy Justice Faith and saving Grace But preach'd thy Love and Truth design'd For All that All might them embrace 11. Then let those Mercies I declar'd To others Lord extend to me Thy loving Kindness my Reward Thy Truth my safe Protection be 12. For I with Troubles am distrest Too vast and numberless to bear Nor less with Loads of Guilt opprest That plunge and sink me to Despair As soon alas I may recount The Haiâ—s on this afflicted Head My vanquisht Courage they surmount And fill my drooping Soul with Dread PART III. 13. But Lord to my Relief draw near For never was more pressing Need For my Deliv'rance Lord appear And add to that Deliverance Speed 14. Confusion on their Heads return Who to destroy my Soul combine Let them defeated blush and mourn Ensnar'd in their own vile Design 15. Their Doom let Desolation be With Shame their Malice be repaid Who mock'd my Confidence in Thee And Sport of my Affliction made 16. While those who humbly seek thy Face To joyful Triumphs are uprais'd And all who prize thy Saving Grace Ever resound The Lord be prais'd 17. Thus wretched tho I am and poor Of me th' Almighty Lord takes care Thou God who onely can'st restore To my Relief with Speed repair PSALM XLI 1. HAppy the Man whose tender Care Relieves the poor Distrest Whene'er by Troubles compass'd round The Lord shall give him Rest. 2. The Lord his Life with Blessings crown'd In Safety shall prolong And disappoint the Will of those That seek to do him wrong 3. If he in languishing estate Opprest with Sickness ly The Lord will make his easie Bed And inward Strength supply 4. Secure of This to theeâ— my God I thus my Pray'r address'd Lord for thy Mercy heal my Soul Tho I have much transgress'd 5. My cruel Foes with sland'rous words Attempt to wound my Fame When shall he die
always last Through righteous Laws secure 7. Because thy Heart by Justice steer'd Did upright ways approve And hated still the crooked Paths Where wand'ring Sinners rove Therefore did God thy God on thee The Oyl of Gladness shed And has above thy Fellows round Advanc'd thy lofty Head 8. With Cassia Aloës and Myrrh Thy Royal Robes abound Which from thy stately Wardrobes brought Spread grateful Odours round 9. Among thy honourable Train Did Princely Virgins wait The Queen was plac'd at thy Right-hand In Golden Robes of State PART II. 10. But thou O Royal Bride give ear And to my Words attend Forget thy Native Country now And ev'ry former Friend 11. So shall thy Beauty charm the King Nor shall his Love decay For he is now become thy Lord To him due Rev'rence pay 12. The Tyrian Ladies rich and proud Shall humble Presents make And all the wealthy Nations sue Thy Favour to partake 13. The King 's fair Daughter 's beauteous Soul All inward Graces fill Her Raiment is of purest Gold Adorn'd with costly skill 14. She in her nuptial Garments dress'd With Needles richly wrought Attended by her Virgin Train Shall to the King be brought 15. With all that State of solemn Joy The Triumph moves along Till with wide Gates the Royal Court Receives the pompous Throng 16. Thou in thy Royal Fathers Room Must princely Sons expect Whom thou to diff'rent Realms mayst send To govern and protect 17. Whilst this my Song to future times Transmits thy Glorious Name And makes the World with joint consent Thy lasting Praise proclaim PSALM XLVI 1. GOD is our Refuge in Distress A present Help when Troubles press In him undaunted we confide 2 3. Tho Earth were from her Centre tost And Mountains in the Ocean lost Torn piece-meal by the roaring Tide 4. A Gentler Stream with Gladness still The City of our Lord shall â—ill Imperial Seat of God most High 5. God dwells in Sion whose fair Tow'rs Shall mock th' Assaults of Earthly Pow'rs While his Almighty Aid is nigh 6. In Tumults when the Heathen rag'd And Kingdoms War against us wag'd He thunder'd and dissolv'd their Pow'rs 7. The Lord of Hosts conducts our Arms Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms Our Fathers Guardian-God and ours 8. Come see the Wonders he hath wrought On Earth what Desolation brought 9. And crush'd to Peace the jarring World In shivers brake the Spear and Bow With them their thund'ring Chariots too Into devouring Flames were hurld 10. Submit to God's Almighty Sway For Him the Heathen shall obey And Earth her Sov'reign Lord confess 11. The God of Hosts conducts our Arms Our Tow'r of Refuge in Alarms As to our Fathers in Distress PSALM XLVII 1 2. O All ye People clap your hands And with triumphant Voices sing No Force the mighty Pow'r withstands Of God the universal King 3 4. He shall opposing Nations quell And with Success our Battels fight Shall point the place where we must dwell The Pride of Iacob his Delight 5 6. God is gone up our Lord and King With Shouts of Joy and Trumpet 's Sound To him repeated Praises sing And let the chearful Song go round 7 8. Your utmost Skill in Praise be shown For him that all the World commands Who sits upon his Holy Throne And spreads his Sway o'er Heathen Lands 9. Our Chiefs and Tribes that far from hence T' adore the God of Abr'am came Found him their constant sure defence How great and glorious is his Name PSALM XLVIII 1. THE Lord is great and o'er the Gods Sublimely to be prais'd In Sion on whose happy Mount His sacred Throne is rais'd 2. Her Tow'rs the Joy of all the Earth With beauteous Prospect rise On her North side th' Almighty King 's Imperial City lies 3. God in her Palaces is known His Presence is her Guard 4. Confed'rate Kings withdrew their Siege And of Success despair'd 5. They view'd her Walls admir'd and fled With Grief and Terror struck 6. Like Women whom the sudden Pangs Of Travel had o'ertook 7. No wretched Crew of Mariners Appear like them forlorn When freighted Fleets from Tarshish shore By Eastern Winds are torn 8. In Sion we have seen perform'd A Work that was foretold In pledge that God for times to come His City will uphold 9. Not in our Fortresses and Walls Did we O God confide But on the Temple fix'd our Hopes In which thou dost reside 10. Thy Name iâ— Lord of Hosts supream Whose Fame through Earth extends Thy pow'ful Arm as Justice guides Chastises or defends 11. Let Sion's Mount with Joy resound Her Daughters all be taught In Songs his Judgments to extol Who this Deliv'rance wrought 12. Walk round her Walls in solemn Pomp Your Eyes about her cast Recount her Tow'rs if by the Siege You find a Stone displac'd 13. Her Forts and Palaces survey Observe their Order well That with Assurance to your Heirs This Wonder you may tell 14. This God is ours and will be ours Whilst we in him confide And as he has preserv'd us now Till Death will be our Guide PSALM XLIX 1 2. LET all the list'ning World attend And my Instructions hear Let High and Low and Rich and Poor With joint Consent give ear 3. My Mouth with sacred Wisdom fill'd Shall good Advice impart The sound Result of prudent Thoughts Digested in my Heart 4. To Parables of weighty Sense I will my Ear incline Whilst to the tuneful Harp I sing Dark Words of deep Design 5. Why should my Courage fail in times Of Danger and of Doubt When Sinners that would me supplant Have compass'd me about 6. Those Men that all their Hope and Trust In Heaps of Treasure place And boast and triumph when they see Their ill-got Wealth encrease 7. Are yet unable from the Grave Their dearest Friend to free Nor can by force of costly Bribes Reverse God's firm Decree 8 9. Their vain Endeavours they must quit The Price is held too high No Sums can purchase such a Grant That Man should never die 10. Not Wisdom can the Wise exempt Nor Fools their Folly save But both must perish and in Death Their Wealth to others leave 11. For tho they think their stately Seats Shall ne'r to Ruine fall But their remembrance last in Lands Which by their Names they call 12. Yet shall their Fame be soon forgoâ— How great soâ—'er their State With Beasts their Memory and They Shall share one common Fate PART II. 13. How great theri Folly is who thus Absurd Conclusions make And yet their Children unreclaim'd Repeat the gross Mistake 14. Like Sheep the Prey of rav'nous Death Within the Grave they 're laid And there whilst Righteous Men rejoice Shall all their Beauty fade 15. But God will yet redeem my Soul And from the greedy Grave His greater Pow'r shall set me free And to himself receive 16. Then fear not Thou when worldly Men In envy'd Wealth abound Nor tho their prosp'rous House increase With lofty Honours
the Lord Attend with heedful Care Whilst I what God has done for me With grateful Joy declare 17 18. As I before his Aid implor'd So now I praise his Name Who if my Heart had harbour'd Sin Would all my Pray'rs disclaim 19. But God to me whene're I cry'd His gracious Ear did bend And to the Voice of my Request With constant Love attend 20. Then bless'd for ever be my God Who never when I pray With-holds his Mercy from my Soul Nor turns his Face away PSALM LXVII 1. TO bless thy chosen Race In Mercy Lord incline And cause the Brightness of thy Face Upon us all to shine 2. That so thy wond'rous Ways May through the World be known Whilst distant Lands glad Tribute pay And thy Salvation own 3. Let diff'ring Nations join To celebrate thy Fame Let all the World O Lord combine To praise thy glorious Nameâ— 4. O let them shout and sing Dissolv'd in pious Mirth For Thou the righteous Judge and King Shalt govern all the Earth 5. Let diff'ring Nations join To celebrate thy Fame Let all the World O Lord combine To praise thy glorious Name 6. Then shall the teeming Ground A large Encrease disclose And we with Plenty shall abound Which God our God bestows 7. Then God upon our Land Shall constant Blessings shower And all the World in aw shall stand Of his resistless Power PSALM LXVIII 1. LET God the God of Battle rise And scatter his presumptuous Foes Let shameful Rout their Host surprise Who spitefully his Pow'r oppose 2. As Smoak in Tempests Rage is lost Or Wax into the Furnace cast So let their sacrilegious Host Before his wrathful Presence waste 3. But let the Servants of his Will His Favour 's gentle Beams enjoy Their upright Heart let Transports â—ill And chearful Songs their Tongue employâ— 4. To him your Voice in Anthems raise Iehovah's pow'rful Name he bears â—n him rejoice extol his Praise Who rides upon high-rowling Spheres 5. Him from his Empire of the Skies Down down to Earth Compassion draws The Orphan's Claim to patronize And judge the injur'd Widow's Cause 6. 'T is God who from a foreign Soil Restores poor Exiles to their Home Makes Captives free and fruitless Toil Their Proud Oppressors righteous Doomâ— 7. 'T was so of old when thou O God In Person led'st our Armies forth Strange Terrors through the Desart spread 8. Convulsions shook th' astonish'd Earth When Lightning's made the Skies distil And Heav'ns high Arches shook with Fear How then should Sinai's humble Hill Of Israel's God the Presence bear 9. Thy Hand at famisht Earth's Complaint Reliev'd her from celestial Stores And when thy Heritage was faint Refresh'd the Drought with plenteous show'rsâ— 10. Where Salvages had rang'd before At Ease thou mad'st our Tribes reside And in the Desart for the Poor Thy gen'rous Bounty did provide PART II. 11. Thou gav'st the Word we sally'd forth And in that pow'rful Word o'ercame While Virgin-Troops with Songs of Mirth In state our Conquest did proclaim 12. Vast Armies by such Gen'rals led As yet had ne'er receiv'd a Foil Forsook their Camp with sudden Dread And to our Women left the Spoil 13. Tho Egypt's Drudges you have been Your Armies Wings shall shine more bright Than Doves in golden Sun-shine seen Or silver'd o'er with paler Light 14. 'T was so when God's Almighty Hand O'er scatter'd Kings the Conquest won Our Troops drawn up on Iordan's Strand High Salmon's glitt'ring Snow out-shone 15. From thence to Iordan's farther Coast And Bashan's Hill we did advance No more her Height shall Bashan boast But that she 's God's Inheritance 16. But wherefore tho the Honour 's great Should this ye Mountains swell your Pride For Sion is his chosen Seat Where he for ever will reside 17. His Chariots numberless his Pow'rs Are Angel-Hosts that wait his Will His Presence now fills Sion's Tow'rs â—s once iâ— honour'd Sinai's Hill 18. Ascending high in Triumph Thou Captivity hast Captive led And on thy People didst bestow The Spoil of Armies once their Dread Ev'n Rebels shall partake thy Grace And humble Proselytes repair To worship at thy Dwelling-place And all the World pay Homage there 19. For Benefits each Day bestow'd Be daily his great Name ador'd 20. Who is our Saviour and our God Of Life and Death the Sov'reign Lordâ— 21. But Justice for his hard'ned Foes Proportion'd Vengeance has decreed To wound the grizly Head of those Who in presumptuous Crimes proceed 22. The Lord has thus in Thunder spoke As I subdu'd proud Bashan's King Once more I 'll break my People's Yoak And from the Deep my Servant's bring 23. Their Feet shall in a Crimson Flood Of slaughter'd Foes be cover'd o'er Nor Earth receive such impious Blood But leave for Dogs th' unhallow'd Gore PART III. 24. When entring to thy blest Abode The wond'ring Multitude survey'd Thy pompous State my King and God In Robes of Majesty array'dâ— 25. Sweet-singing Levites led the Van Loud Instruments brought up the Rear Between both Troops a Virgin-Train With Voice and Timbrel charm'd the Ear. 26. This was the Burden of their Song In full Assemblies bless the Lord All who to Israel's Tribes belong The God of Israel's Praise record 27. Nor little Benjamin alone From neighb'ring Bounds did there attend Nor only Iudah's nearer Throne Her Counsellours in state did send But Zebulon's remoter Seat And Nephthali's more distant Coast The grand Procession to compleat Sent up their Tribes a Princely Host. 28. Thus God to Strength and Union brought Our Tribes at Strife till that blest Hour This Work which thou O God hast wrought Confirm with fresh Recruits of Pow'r 29. To visit Salem Lord descend And Sion thy terrestrial Throne Where Kings with Presents shall atteâ—d And there with offer'd Crowns atone 30. Break down their Spear-mens Ranks thaâ— threat Like pamper'd Herds of Salvage Might Their Silver-armour'd Chiefs defeat Who in destructive War delight 31. To God shall Egypt then stretch forth Her Hands and Africk Homage bring 32. The scatter'd Kingdoms of the Earth Their common Sovereign's Praises sing 33. Who mounted on the loftiest Sphere Of ancient Heav'n sublimely rides From whence his dreadful Voice we hear Like that of warring Winds and Tides 34. Ascribe ye Pow'r to God most High Of humble Israel he takes Care Whose Strength from out the dusky Sky Darts shining Terrors through the Air. 35. How dreadful are the sacred Courts Where God has fix'd his earthly Throne His Strength his feeble Saints supports To God give Praise and him alone PSALM LXIX 1. SAve me O God from Waves that rowl And press to overwhelm my Soul 2. In Mire my found'ring Foot-steps tread And Deluges o'erflow my Head 3. With restless Cries my Spirits faint My Voice is hoarse with long Complaint My Sight decays with tedious Pain Whilst for my God I wait in vain 4. My Heads unnumber'd Hairs are few Compar'd to Foes that me pursue With groundless Hate grown now of might
brought'st them all to shame PSALM LXXII 1. LOrd let thy just Decrees the King In all his Ways Direct And let his Son throughout his Reign Thy righteous Laws respect 2. So shall he sâ—ill thy People judge With pure and upright Mind Whilst all the helpless Poor in him A just Protector find 3. Then Hills and Mountains shall bring forth The happy Fruits of Peace Which all the Land shall own to be The Work of Righteousness 4. Whilst he the poor and needy Race Shall rule with gentle Sway And from their humble Necks shall take Oppressive Yokes away 5. In ev'ry Heart thy awful Fear Shall then be rooted fast As long as Sun and Moon endure Or Time it self shall laâ—t 6. He shall descend like Rain that chears The Mâ—adows second Birth Or like warm Show'rs whose gentle Drops Refresh the thirsty Earth 7. In his blest days the just and good Shall be with Favour crown'd The happy Land shall ev'ry where With endless Peace abound 8. His uncontroul'd Dominion shall From Sea to Sea extend Begin at proud Euphrates Streams At Nature's Limits end 9. To him the salvage Nations round Shall bow their servile Heads His vanquisht Foes shall lick the Dust Where he their Conq'rour treads 10. The Kings of Tarshish and the Isles Shall costly Presents bring From haughty Persia Gifts shall come And from Arabia's King 11. To him shall ev'ry King on Earâ—h His humble Homage pay And diff'ring Nations gladly join To own his righteous Sway. 12. For he shall set the Needy free When they for Succour cry Shall save the Helpless and the Poor And all their Wants supply PART II. 13. His Eye the humble patient Man Indulgently shall spare And over his defenceless Life Shall watch with tender Care 14. He shall preserve and keep their Souls From Fraud and Rapinâ— free And in his sight their guiltless Blood Of mighty Price shall be 15. Therefore shall God his Life and Reign To many Years extend Whilst Eastern Princes Tribute pay And golden Presents send For him shall constant Pray'rs be made And all his prosp'rous Days His just Dominion shall afford A lasting Theme of Praise 16. Through all the Land of useful Grain Great Plenty shall appear A Handful sown on Mountain Tops A mighty Crop shall bear Its Fruit like Cedars shook by Winds A ratling Noise shall yield The City too shall thrive and vie For Plenty with the Field 17. To endless Ages shall endure His great and glorious Name As bright and lasting as the Sun Shall shine his spotless Fame In him the Nations of the World Shall be compleatly blest And his unbounded Happiness By ev'ry Tongue confeâ—t 18. Then blest be God the mighty Lord The God whom Israel fears Who only wond'rous in his Works Beyond Compare appears 19. Let Earth be with his Glory fill'd For ever bless his Name Whilst to his Praise the list'ning World Their glad assent proclaim 20. With this exalted Hymn of Praise The Pray'rs and Praises end Which holy David Iesse's Son In pious Raptures penn'd PSALM LXXIII 1. AT length by certain proofs 't is plain That God will to his own be kindâ— That all whose Hearts are pure and clean Shall his indulgent Favour find 2 3. But my unwary Feet before And stagg'ring Steps had almost fail'd With Pain I view'd the Sinner's store And envy'd when the Fools prevail'd 4 5. They to the Grave in peace descend And whilst they live are hail and strong No Plagues or Troubles them offend Which â—till to other Men belong 6 7. With Pride as with a Chain they 're held And Rapine is their Robe of State Their Eyes stand out with Fatness swell'd They grow beyond their Wishes great 8 9. With Hearts corrupt and lofty Talk Oppressive Methods they defend Their Tongue thro all the Earth does walk Their Blasphemies to Heav'n ascend 10. And yet admiring Crowds are found Who servile Visits duly make Because with Plenty they abound Of which their pamper'd Slaves partake 11. Their fond Opinions these pursue Till they with them profanely cry How should the Lord our Actions view Can he perceive who dwells on high 12. Behold the Wicked these are they Who openly their Sins profess And yet their Wealth 's increas'd each dayâ— And all their Actions meet Success 13 14. Then have I cleans'd my Heart said I And wash'd my Hands from Guilt in vain If all the Day oppress'd I lie And ev'ry Morning suffer Pain 15. Thus did I once to speak intend But if such things I rashly say Thy Children Lord I must offend And basely should their Cause betray PART III. 16 17. To fathom This my Thoughts I bent But found the Case too hard for me Till to the House of God I went Then I their End did plainly see 18. How high soe're advanc'd they all In slipp'ry Places tott'ring stand Thence into Ruine headlong fall Cast down by thy avenging Hand 19 20. How dreadful and how quick their Fate Despis'd by Thee when they 're destroy'd As waking Men with Scorn do treat The Fancies that their Dreams employ'd 21 22. Thus was my Heart with Grief opprestâ— My Reins were rack'd with restless Pains So foolish was I like a Beast In whom no Thought or Sense remainâ— 23 24. And yet thy Presence cheer'd me stillâ— And thy Right-hand did always save Thou first didst guide me with thy Skill And to thy Glory then receive 25. Whom then in Heav'n but Thee aloneâ— Have I whose Favour I require And over all the Earth there 's none That I besides Thee can desire 26. My trembling Flesh and aking Heart May often fail to succour me But God shall inward Strength impartâ— And my Eternal Portion be 27. For they that far from Thee removeâ— Shall into sudden Ruine fall If after other Gods they rove Thy Vengeance shall destroy them all 28. But as for me 't is good and just That I should still to God repair In him I always put my Trust And will his wond'rous Works declare PSALM LXXIV 1. WHY hast thou cast us off O God Must we no more return O why against thy chosen Flock Does thy fierce Anger burn 2. Think on thy antient Purchase Lord The Land that is thy own By Thee redeem'd and Sion's Mount Where once thy Glory shone 3. O come and view our ruin'd state How long our Troubles last See! how the Foe with wicked Rage Has laid thy Temple waste 4. Thy Foes blaspheme thy Name where lateâ— Thy zealous Servants pray'd Their Banners all as conqu'ring Signs With haughty Pomp display'd 5 6. Those curious Carvings which did once The Workmen famous make With Axes and with Hammers now They all in pieces break 7. Thy Holy Temple have they burnt And what escap'd the Flame Has been prophan'd and quite pull'd down Tho sacred to thy Name 8. Together to destroy us all Maliciously they aim'd And all the sacred Places burn'd Where we thy Praise proclaim'd 9. Yet of thy Presence thou vouchsaf'st
long and happy Life has spent His end I 'll crown with saving Health PSALM XCII 1. HOW good and pleasant must it be To thank the Lord most high And with repeated Hymns of Praise His Name to magnifie 2. With ev'ry Morning 's early dawn His Goodness to relate And of his constant Truth each Night The glad effects repeat 3. To ten-string'd Instruments we 'll sing With tuneful Psalt'ry's join'd And to the Harp with solemn Sounds For sacred use design'd 4. For through thy wond'rous Works O Lord Thou mak'st my Heart rejoice The Thoughts of them shall make me glad And shout with chearful Voice 5 6. How wond'rous are thy Works O Lord How deep are thy Decrees Whose private Tracks in secret laid No stupid Sinner sees 7. He little thinks when wicked Men Like Grass look fresh and gay How soon their short-liv'd Splendour must For ever pass away 8 9. But God for ever is most High And all his lofty Foes Who thought they might securely sin Shall be o'erwhelm'd with Woes 10. Whilst thou exalt'st my Horn of Pow'r And mak'â—t it largely spread And with refreshing Oil anoint'st My consecrated Head 11. I soon shall see my stubborn Foes To utter Ruine brought And hear the dismal Fate of such As have against me fought 12. But righteous Men like fruitful Palms Shall make a glorious Show As Cedars that in Lebanon With stately Verdure grow 13 14. These planted in the House of God Within his Courts shall thrive Their Vigour and their Luâ—tre both Shall in old Age revive 15. Thus wâ—ll the Lord his Justice shew And God my strong Defence Shall due Rewards to all the World Impartially dispense PSALM XCIII 1. WIth Glory â—lad with Strength array'd The Lord that o'er all Nature reigns The World's Foundations strongly laid And the firm Globe unmov'd sustains 2. How surely stablisht is thy Throne Which still maintains its antient State And yet no length of Time is known That measures thy eternal Date 3 4. The Floods O Lord lift up their Voice And toss the troubled Waves on high But God above can still their Noise And make the angry Sea comply 5. Thy Promise Lord is ever sure And they that closely wait on Thee To make their Happiness secure Must always pure and spotless be PSALM XCIV 1 2. O God to whom Revenge belongs Let us thy Vengeance view Arise thou Judge of all the Earth And give the Proud their due 3 4. How long O Lord shall sinful Men Their solemn Triumphs make How long their wicked Actions boast And insolently speak 5 6. They not alone thy Saints oppress But unprovok'd they spill The Widow's and the Stranger 's Blood And helpless Orphans kill 7. And yet the Lord shall ne'r perceive Profanely thus they speak Nor any notice of our Deeds The God of Iacob take 8. At length ye stupid Fools your Wants Endeavour to discern In Folly will you still proceed And Wisdom never learn 9. Shall not that God who made the Ear Your Speeches hear and mind The Lord by whom the Eye was fram'd Shall he be counted blind 10. Shall he whose Judgments aw the World To punish Sinners fear Or he from whom all Wisdom flows Himself unwise appear 11. He the most dark and secret Thoughts Of all Mankind does see His piercing Eye surveys them all How very vain they be PART II. 12. Blest is the Man whom thou O Lord In kindness dost chastise And by thy sacred Rules to walk Dost lovingly advise 13. He in the days of deep Distress Shall Rest and Safety find While Sinners in the Snare are caught Which was for them design'd 14. For God will never from his Saints His Favour wholly take His own Possession and his Lot He will not quite forsake 15. But all his Actions shall appear In Truth and Justice done And those that walk in upright ways Shall in those Paths go on 16. Who will appear in my behalf When wicked Men invade Or who when Sinners would oppress My righteous Cause shall plead 17 18 19. My Soul had now in Silence dwelt But that the Lord was near He held me when I slip'd when sad He did my Sorrows chear 20. Wilt thou who art a God most just The sinful Throne defend Which makes the Law a fair Pretence To gain its wicked End 21. Against the Lives of righteous Men They lay their close Design And how to spill the guiltless Blood They wickedly combine 22. But my Defence is firmly plac'd In God the Lord most High He is my Rock to which I may For Refuge always fly 23. The Lord shall cause their ill Designs On their own Heads to fall He in their Sins shall cut them off Our God shall slay them all PSALM XCV 1. O Come loud Anthems let us sing Loud Thanks to our Almighty King For we our Voices high should raise When our Salvation's Rock we praise 2. Into his Presence let us haste To thank him for his Favours past To him address in joyful Songs The Praise that to his Name belongs 3. The Depths of Earth are in his Hand Her Centre 's Wealth at his Command The Strength of Hills that threat the Skies Subjected to his Empire lies 4. The rowling Ocean's vast Abyss Her Maker's liquid Empire is 'T is mov'd by his Almighty Hand That form'd and fix'd the solid Land 5. O let us to his Courts repair And bow with Adoration there Down on our Knees devoutly All Before the Lord our Maker fall 6. For he 's our God our Shepherd he His Flock and Pasture-sheep are we If then you 'll like his Flock draw near To day if you his voice will hear 7. Let not your hard'ned Heart renew Your Fathers Crimes and Judgments too Nor here provoke my Wrath as they In desart Plains of Meribah 8. When through the Wilderness they mov'd And me with fresh Temptations prov'd 9. Ev'n then through Unbelief rebell'd While they my wond'rons Works beheld 10. Full forty years from place to place They griev'd my Patience mock'd my Grace Then 'T is a faithless Race I said Whose Heart from me has always stray'd They ne'er will tread my righteous Path Therefore to them in settled Wrath Since they despis'd my Rest I sware That they should never enter there PSALM XCVI 1. SIng to the Lord a new made Song Let Earth in one assembled Throng Her common Patron 's Praise resoundâ— 2. Sing to the Lord and bless his Name From day to day his Praise proclaim Who us has with Salvation crown'd 3. To Heathen Lands his Fame rehearse His Wonders to the Universe 4. For great is He nor can we raiâ—e Proportion'd to his Pow'r our Praise The Dread of other Deities 5. For Pageantry and Idols all Are they whom Gods the Heathen call He only rules who made the Skies 6. With Majesty and Honour crown'd Beauty and Strength his Throne surroundâ— 7. Be therefore Both to him restor'd By you who have false Gods ador'd Ascribe due Honour
I 'm â—â—ke a Pelican become That does in Desarts mourn Or like an Owl that sits all day On barren Trees forlorn 7. In Watchings or in restless Dreams I spend the tedious Night Like Sparrows that on Houses tops To sit alone delight 8. All day by railing Foes I 'm made The Object of their Scorn Who all inspir'd with furious Rage Have my Destruction sworn 9. In dust I lie and all my Bread With Ashes mixt appears Whene'er I quench my burning Thirst My Drink is dash'd with Tears 10. Because on me with Double weight Thy heavy Wrath doe lie For thou to make my Fall more great Didst lift me up on high 11. My Days are like the Ev'â—ing Shade That hastily declinesâ— My Beauty too like wither'd Grass With faded Lustre pines 12. But thy eternal State O â—ord No length of Time shall waste The mem'ry of thy wondrous Works From Age to Age shall last 13. Thou 'lt soon arise and Sion view With an unclouded Face For now her Time is come thy own Appointed Day of Grace 14. Thy Saints with Tenderness and Love Her scatter'd Ruines spy And grieve to see her lofty Spires In Dust and Rubbish lie 15 16. The Name and Glory of the Lord All Heathen Kings shall fear When he shall Sion build again And in full state appear 17 18. When he regards the Poor's Request Nor slights their earnest Pray'r His Praise for this recorded Grace Shall future Times declare 19. For God from his Abode on high His gracious Beams display'd The Lord from Heav'n his lofty Throneâ— Has all the Earth survey'd 20. He list'ned to the Captives Moans He heard their mournful Cry And freed by his resistless Pow'r The Wretches doom'd to die 21. That they in Sion where he dwells Might celebrate his Fame And through the holy City sing Loud Praises to his Name 22. When all the Tribes together met Their solemn Prayers address And neighb'ring Lands with glad Consent The Loâ—d their God confess 23. But e'er my Journey ends my Strength Through his â—ierâ—e Wrath decays He has when all my Wishes bloom'd Cut short my hopeful Daysâ— 24. Lord end not thou my Life said I When half is scarcely past Thy Years from earthly Changes free To endless Ages last 25. The strong Foundations of the Earth Of old by Thee were laid Thy Hands the beauteous Arch of Heav'n With wond'rous Skill have made 26 27. Whilst thou for ever shalt endure They soon shall pass away And like a Garment often worn Shall tarnish and decay Like that when thou their Change ordain'st To thy Command they bend But Thou continu'st still the same Nor have thy years an End 28. Thou to the Children of thy Saints Shalt lasting Quiet give Whose happy Race securely fixt Shall in thy Presence live PSALM CIII 1 2. MY Soul inspir'd with sacred Love God's holy Name for ever bless Of all his Favours mindful prove And still thy grateful thanks express 3 4. 'T is He that all thy Sins forgives And after Sickness makes thee sound Thy Life from Danger He retrieves By him with Grace and Mercy crown'd 5 6. He with good things thy Mouth supplies And Eagle-like thy Youth renews He when the guiltless Suff'rer cries His Foe with just Revenge pursues 7. God made of old his rightâ—ous Ways To Moses and our Fathers knownâ— His Works to his eternal Praise Were to the Sons of Iacob shown 8. The Lord abounds with tender Love And unexampled Acts of Grace His waken'd Wrath does slowly move His willing Mercy flows apace 9 10. God will not always harshly chide But with his Anger quickly parts And loves his Punishments to guide More by his Love than our Deserts 11. As high as Heav'n its Arch extends Above this little Spot of Clay So much his boundless Love transcends The small Respects that we can pay 12 13. As far as 't is from â—ast to West So far has he our Sins remov'd Who with a Father's tender Breast Has such as fear him always lov'd 14 15. For God who all our Frame surveys Considers that we are but Clay How fresh soe'er we seem our Days Like Grass or Flowers must fade away 16 17. Whilst they are nipt with sudden Blasts Nor can we find their former place God's faithful mercy ever lasts To those that fear him and their Race 18. This shall attend on such as still Proceed in his appointed wayâ— And who not only know his Will But just obedience to it pay 19 20. The Lord the universal King In Heav'n has fix'd his lofty Throne To him ye Angels praises sing In whose great Strength his Pow'r is shown Ye that his just Commands obey And hear and do his sacred Will 21. Ye Hosts of his this Tribute pay Who still what he ordains fulfil 22. Let every Creature jointly bless The mighty Lord and thou my Heart With grateful Joy thy Thanks express And in this Consort bear thy part PSALM CIV 1. BLess God my Soul Thou Lord alone Possessest Empire without Boundsâ— With Honour thou art crown'd thy Throne Eternal Majesty surrounds 2. With Light thou dost thy self enrobe And Glory for a Garment take Heaven's Curtains stretch beyond the Globe Thy Canopy of State to make 3. He builds on liquid Air and forms His Palace-Chambers in the Skies The Clouds his Chariot are and Storms The swift-wing'd Steeds with which he flies 4. Spirits he made his heav'nly Quire With speed his Orders to fulfil His Ministers a flaming Fire To execute his dreadful Will 5 6. Earth on her Centre fixt he set Her Face with Waters overspread Nor proudest Mountains dar'd as yet To lift above the Waves their Head 7. But when thy awful Face appear'd Th' insulting Waves dispers'd they fled When once thy Thunders Voice they heard And by their haste confess'd their Dread 8. Thence up by secret Tracks they creep And gushing from the Mountains side Through Valleys travel to the Deep Appointed to receive their Tide 9. There hast thou fix'd the Ocean bounds Her threatning Surges to repel That she no more o'erpass her Mounds Nor to a second Deluge swell PART II. 10. Yet thence in smaller Parties drawn The Sea recovers her lost Hills And starting Springs from ev'ry Lawn Surprize the Vales in plenteous Rills 11. The Field's tame Beasts are thither led Weary with Labour faint with Drought And Asses on wild Mountains bred Have sense to find these Currents out 12. There shady Trees from scorching Beams Yield shelter to the feather'd Throng They drinkâ— and to the bounteous Streams Return the Tribute of their Song 13. His Rains from Heav'n parcht Hills recruit That soon transmit the liquid Store Till Earth is burthen'd with her Fruit And Nature's Lap can hold no more 14. Grass for our Cattle to devour He makes the Growth of every Field Herbs for Man's use of various Pow'r That either Food or Physick yield 15. With cluster'd Grapes he crowns the Vine Whose Nectar mortal Cares subdues Gives Oyl that
makes our Face to shine And Corn that wasted Strength renews PART III. 16. The Trees of God without the Care Or Art of Man with Sap are fed The Mountain Cedar looks as fair As those in Royal Gardens bred 17. Safe in the lofty Cedars Arms The Wand'rers of the Air may rest The hospitable Pine from harms Protects the Stork her pious Guest 18. Wild Goats the craggy Rock ascend Its tow'ring Heights their Fortress make Whose Cells in Labyrinths extend Where feebler Creatures Refuge take 19. The Moon 's inconstant Aspect shows Th' appointed Seasons of the Year Th'instructed Sun his Duty knows His Hours to rise and disappear 20 21. Darkness he makes the Day to shroud When Forest-Beasts securely stray Young Lions roar their Wants aloud To Providence that sends 'em Prey 22. They range all Night on Slaughter bent Till summon'd by the rising Morn To sculk in Dens with one consent The conscious Ravagers return 23. Forth to the Tillage of his Soil The Husbandman securely goes Commencing with the Sun his Toil With him returns to his Repose 24. How various Lord thy Works are found For which thy Wisdom we adore The Earth is with thy Treasure crown'd Till Nature's Hand can grasp no more PART IV. 25. But still thy vast unfathom'd Main Of Wonders a new Scene supplies Whose Depths â—nhabitants contain Of every Form and every Size 26. Full-freighted Ships from ev'ry Port There cut their unmolested way Leviathan whom there to sport Thou mad'st has compass there to play 27. These various Troops of Sea and Land In sense of common Want agree All wait on thy dispensing Handâ— And have their daily Alms from Thee 28. They gather what thy Stores disperse Without their Trouble to provide Thou op'st thy Hand the Universe The craving World is all supply'd 29. Thou for a moment hid'st thy Face The numerous Ranks of Creatures mourn Thou tak'st their Breath all Nature's Race Forthwith to mother Earth return 30. Again thou send'st thy Spirit forth T' inspire the Mass with vital Seed Nature's restor'd and Parent Earth Smiles on her new-created Breed 31. Thus through successive Ages stands Firm fixt thy Providential Care Pleas'd with the Work of thy own Hands Thou dost the Wastes of Time repair 32. One Look of thine one wrathful Look Earth's panting Breast with Terror sills One Touch from Thee with Clouds of Smoak In Darkness shrouds the proudest Hills 33. In praising him while he prolongs My Breath I will that Breath employ 34. And join Devotion to my Songs Sincere as is in him my Joy 35. While Sinners from Earth's Face are hurl'd My Soul praise thou his holy Name Till with thy Song the listning World Join consort and his Praise proclaim PSALM CV 1. O Render Thanks and bless the Lord Invoke his sacred Name Acquaint the Nations with his Deeds His matchless Deeds proclaim 2. Sing to his Praise in lofty Hymns His wond'rous Works rehearse Make them the Theme of your Discourse And Subject of your Verse 3. Boast in his sacred Name a Name Alone to be ador'd And let their Heart o'erflow with Joy That humbly seek the Lord. 4. Seek ye the Lord his saving Strength Devoutly still implore And where he 's ever present seek His Face for evermore 5. The Wonders that his Hands have wrought Keep thankfully in mind The righteous Statutes of his Mouth And Laws to us assign'd 6. Know ye his Servant Abr'am's Seed And Iacob's chosen Race 7. He 's still our God his Judgments still Throughout the Earth take place 8. His Cov'nant he has kept in mind For num'rous Ages past That yet for thousand Ages more In equal Force shall last 9. First sign'd to Abr'am next by Oath To Isaac made secure 10. To Iacob and his Heirs a Law For ever to endure 11. That Canaan's Land should be their Lot When yet but few they were 12. But few in number and those few Unfriended Strangers there 13. In Pilgrimage from Realm to Realm Uninjur'd they remov'd 14. Whilst proudest Monarchs for their sakes Severely he reprov'd 15. These mine Anointed are said he Let none my Servants wrong Nor treat the poorest Prophet ill That does to me belong 16. A Dearth at last by his Command Did far and near prevail Till Corn the chief Support of Life Sustaining Corn did fail 17. But his indulgent Providence Had Ioseph sent before Sold into Egypt but their Lives Who sold him to restore 18. His Feet with heavy Chains were crush'd With Calumny his Fame 19. Till God's appointed Time and Word To his Acquittal came 20. The King his Sov'reign Orders sent And rescu'd him with speed Whom private Malice had confin'd The People's Ruler freed 21. His Court and Realm Revenues all Subjected to his Will 22. His Princes to controul and teach His Politicians Skill PART II. 23. To Egypt then invited Guests Half-famisht Israel came And Iacob held by Royal Grant The fertile Soil of Ham. 24. Th' Almighty there with such Increase His People multiply'd Till both for Strength and Number they Their envious Foes desy'd 25. His People's Growth Egyptian Hearts With jealous Anger fir'd Till they his Servants to destroy By treach'rous Arts conspir'd 26. His Envoy Moses then he sent His chosen Aaron too 27. Empowr'd with Signs and Miracles To prove their Mission true 28. He call'd for Darkness Darkness came Nature his Summons knew 29. Each Stream and Lake transform'd to Blood Their scaly Offspring slew 30. In putrid Floods throughout the Land The Pest of Frogs was bred From noisome Fens preferr'd to croak At Pharaoh's Board and Bed 31. He gave the Signal Swarms of Flies Came down in cloudy Hosts Whilst Earth's enliv'ned Dust below Bred Lice through all their Coasts 32. He sent 'em batt'ring Hail for Rain And Fire for cooling Dew 33. He smote their Vines their Forest-Plants And Gardens Pride o'erthrew 34. He spake the word and Locusts came With Caterpillars join'd They prey'd upon the poor Remains The Sâ—orm had left behind 35. From Trees to Herbage they descend No verdant thing they spare But naked as the fallow'd Field Leave all the Pastures bare 36. From Memphis Soil to Memphis Sons Commission'd Vengeance flew One fatal Stroke their eldest Hopes And Strength of Egypt slew 37. He brought 'em forth each one enrich'd With Egypt's borrow'd Wealth And what transcends all Treasures else Enrich'd with vig'rous Health 38. Egypt rejoic'd in hopes to find Her Plagues with them remov'd Taught dearly now to fear worse Ills By those already prov'd 39. Their shrouding Canopy by day A journeying Cloud was spread A fiery Pillar all the night Their Desart-marches led 40. They long'd for Flesh with Ev'ning-Quails He furnish'd ev'ry Tent From Heav'ns own Granary each Morn The Bread of Angels sent 41. He smote the Rock her flinty Breast A gushing Tide pour'd out Whose following Stream where-e'er they march'd Reliev'd the Desart's Drought 42. For still he did on Abr'am's Faith And ancient League reflect 43. He brought
Goodness praise And for the mighty Works which he Throughout the wond'ring World displayâ— 9. For he from Heav'n the sad estate Of longing Souls with Pity Eyes And hungry Souls that paâ—t for Meat With envy'd Plenty He supplies PART II. 10. Those that with darkness compass'd round Sit down in Death's most dismal Shade Or lie with weighty Fetters bound By pressing Cares more heavy made 11 12. Because God's Counsel they desy'd And proudly scorn'd his holy Word He them with these Affliâ—tions try'dâ— They fell and none could Help aâ—â—ordâ— 13. Then soon to God's indulgent Ear Did they their mournful Cry address Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear And freed them from their deep Distress 14. From dismal Dungeons dark as Night And Shades as black as Death 's Abode He brought them forth to chearful Light And welcom Liberty bestow'd 15. O then that all the Earth with me Would God for this his Goodness praise And for the mighty Works which he Throughout the wond'ring World displays 16. For he with his almighty Hand The Gates of Brass in pieces broke Nor could the massy Bars withstand Or temper'd Steel resist his Stroke PART III. 17. Remorseless Wretches void of Sense With bold Transgressions God defie And for their multiply'd Offence Opprest with sore Diseases lie 18. Their Soul a Prey to Pain and Fear Abhors to taste the choicest Meats And they by faint Degrees draw near To Death's uncomfortable Gates 19. Then strait to Gods indulgent Ear Do they their mournful Cry address Who graciously vouchsafes to hear And frees them from their deep Distress 20. He all theâ—â— sad Distempers heals His Word both Health and Safety gives And when all humane Succour fails From near Destruction them retrieves 21. O then that all the Earth with me Would God for this his Goodness praise And for the mighty Works which he Through all the wond'ring World displays 22. With Off'rings let the Altars flame Whilst they their grateful Thanks express And with loud Joy his holy Name For all his wond'rous Actions blesâ— PART IV. 23 24. They that in Ships with Courage bold O'er swelling Waves their Trade pursue Do God's amazing Works behold And in the Deep his Wonders view 25. No sooner his Command is past But forth a dreadful Tempest flies Which sweeps the Sea with rapid Haste And makes its stormy Billows rise 26. Sometimes the Ships toss'd up to Heav'n On Tops of mounting Waves appear Then down the vast Abyss are driv'n Whilst ev'ry Soul dissolves with fear 27. They reel and stagger to and fro Like Men with Fumes of Wine opprest Nor do the skilful Seamen know Which way to steer what Course is best 28. Then strait to God's indulgent Ear They do their mournful Cry address Who graciously vouchsafes to hear And frees them from their deep Distress 29 30. The stormy Tempest he allays And makes the Billows calm and still With Joy they see their Fury cease And he conducts them where they will 31. O then that all the Earth with me Would God for this his Goodness Praise And for the mighty Works which he Throughout the wond'ring World displays 32. Let them where all the Tribes resort Advance to Heav'n his glorious Name And in the Elders sov'reign Court With one consent his Praise proclaim PART V. 33 34. A fruitful Land where Streams abound Gods just Revenge if People sin Will turn to dry and barren Ground To punish those that dwell therein 35 36. The parcht and desart Heath he makes To flow with Streams and springing Wells Which for his Lot the Hungry takes And in strong Cities safely dwells 37 38. He sows the Fields and Vineyards plants Which all his Toil with Int'rest pay Nor can whilst God his Blessing grants His fruitful Seed or Stock decay 39. But when his Sins Heav'n's Wrath provoke He quickly fades and falls away He feels th' Oppressor's gauling Yoke Of Care and Grief the wretched Prey 40. The Prince that slights God's just Commands Expos'd to scorn must quit his Throne And over wild and desart Lands Where no Path offers stray alone 41. Whilst God from all Afflicting Cares Sets up the humble Man on high And causes his increasing Heirs With his abounding Flocks to vie 42 43. Then Sinners shall have nought to say The just a decent Joy shall show The Wise the strange Events shall weigh And thence God's Goodness fully know PSALM CVIII 1. O God my Heart is fully bent To magnifie thy Name And of my cheerful Songs thy Praise Shall be the glorious Theme 2. Awake my Lute nor thou my Harp Thy warbling Notes delay Whilst I with early Hymns of Joy Prevent the dawning Day 3. To all the list'ning Tribes O Lord Thy wond'rous Works I 'll tell And to those Nations sing thy Praise That round about us dwell 4. Because thy Mercy 's boundless Height The Heav'ns themselves transcends And far beyond th' aspiring Clouds Thy faithful Truth extends 5. Be thou exalted Lord by them Above the Starry Frame O let the World with one Consent Confess thy glorious Name 6. That all thy chosen People Thee Their Saviour may declare Let thy Right-hand protect me still And answer thou my Pray'r 7. Since God the God of Truth hath spoke My Arms shall sure prevail With Joy I Shechem shall divide And measure Succoth's Vale 8. Gilead is mine Manassâ—h too And Ephraim owns my Cause Their Strength my Regal Pow'r supports And Iudah gives my Laws 9. Moab I 'll make my servile Drudge On vanquisht Edom tread And o'er the proud Philistine Lands Advance my lofty Head 10. By whose Support and Aid shall I Their well-fenc'd Towns invade Who will my conq'ring Troops conduct And into Edom lead 11. Lord wilt not thou assist our Arms Tho late thou didst forsake And wilt not thou of these our Hosts The happy Guidance take 12. O to thy Servants in Distress Thy speedy Succour send For vain it is on humane Aid For Safety to depend 13. Then valiant Acts shall we perâ—orm If thou thy Pow'r disclose For God it is and God alone That treads down all our Foes PSALM CIX 1. O God whose former Mercies make My constant Praise thy Due Hold not thy peace but my sad State With wonted Favour view 2. For sinful Men with lying Lips Deceitful Speeches frame And with their studied Slanders seek To wound my spotless Fame 3. Their envious Hatred prompts them still Malicious Lies to spread And all against my Life combine By causeless Fury led 4. Those whom with tend'rest Love I us'd My chief Opposers are Whilst I of other Friends bereft Resort to Thee by Pray'r 5. Since Mischief for the Good I did Their strange Reward does prove And Hatred's the Return they make For undissembled Love 6. Their guilty Leader shall be made To some bad Man a Slave And when he 's try'd his mortal Foe For his Accuser have 7. His Guilt when Sentence is pronounc'd Shall find a dreadful Fate Whilst his rejected Pray'r
but serves To make his Crime more great 8. He snatcht by some untimely Fate Sha'n't live out half his Days Another by divine Decree Shall on his Office seize 9 10. His Seed shall Orphans be his Wife A Widow plung'd in Grief His vagrant Children beg their Bread Where none can give Relief 11. His ill-got Fortune shall be made To Userers a Prey The Fruit of all his Toil and Care By Strangers born away 12. None shall be found that to his Wants Their Mercy shall extend Or to his helpless Orphan Seed The least Assistance lend 13. A swift Destruction soon shall seize On his unhappy Race And the next Age his hated Name Shall utterly deface 14. The Vengeancâ— of his Father's Sins Upon his Head shall fall God on his Mother's Crimes shall think And punish him for all 15. All these in horrid Order rank'd Before the Lord shall stand Till his fierce Anger quite cuts off Their Mem'ry from the Land PART II. 16. Because he never Mercy shew'd But still the Poor oppress'd And sought to slay the helpless Man With heavy Woes oppress'd 17. Therefore the Curse he lov'd to vent Shall his own Portion prove And Bleâ—sing which he always loath'd Shall far from him remove 18. Since Cursing was his constant Pride â—ike Water it shall spread Through all his Veins and stick like Oyl With which his Bones are fed 19. This like a poison'd Robe shall still His constant Cov'ring be Or an envenom'd Belt from which He never shall be free 20. Thus shall the Lord reward all those That Ill to me design That with malicious false Reports Against my Life combine 21. But for thy glorious Name O God Do thou appear for me And for thy gracious Mercy 's sake Preserve and set me free 22. For I a poor and helpless Wretch Am void of all Relief My Heart is wounded with Distress And quite pierc'd through with Grief 23. I like an Ev'ning Shade am gone Which vanishes apace Like Locusts up and down I 'm tost That have no certain place 24 25. My Knees with Fasting are grown weak My Body lank and lean All that behold me shake their Heads And treat me with Disdain 26 27. But for thy Mercy 's sake O Lord Do thou my Foes withstand That all may see 't is thy own Act The Work of thy Right-hand 28. Then let them curse if thou but bless Their Portion shall be Shame When they against me rise but I With Joy shall praise thy Name 29. Thus shall my Foe be cloath'd with Shame And spight of all his Pride His own Confusion like a Cloak The guilty Wretch shall hide 30. But I to Heav'n in grateful Thanks My chearful Voice will raise And where the great Assembly meets Set forth God's noble Praise 31. For him the Poor shall always â—ind His sure and constant Friend And he shall from unrighteous Dooms His guiltless Soul defend PSALM CX 1. THE Lord said to my Lord Sit thou At my Right-hand till I subdue And all thy Foes thy Foot-stool makeâ— 2. Supream in Sion thou shalt be And thence extend thy Sov'reignty O'er all who thy just Rights would take 3. Thee in thy Pow'rs triumphant Day The willing Nations shall obey And when thy rising Beams they view Redeem'd from Superstition's Night To Thee shall be assembled bright And numberless as Morning Dew 4. The Lord has sworn nor sworn in vain That like Melchizedech's thy Reign And Priesthood â—â—all no Period knowâ— 5. No proud Competitor to sit At thy Right-hand will he permit But in his Wrath Crown'd Heads o'erthrow 6. The sentenc'd Heathen he shall slay And fill with Carcasses his way Till he has struck Earth's Tyrants dead 7. But in the High-way Brook shall first Like some poor Pilgrim slack his Thirst And then in Triumph lift his Head PSALM CXI 1. PRaise ye the Lord our God to praise My Soul her utmost Pow'rs shall raise 'Mongst private Friends and in the Throng Oâ— Saints his Praise shall be my Song 2. His Works for Greatness tho renown'd His wond'rous Works with Ease are found By those who seek for them aright And in the pious Search delight 3. Glory and Majesty attend On ev'ry Work he takes in hand His Truth confirm'd through Ages past Shall to eternal Ages last 4. By Precept he has us enjoin'd To keep his wond'rous Works in mind And to Posterity record That good and gracious is our Lord 5. Whose Bounty 's ever-flowing Tide Their Wants who fear'd his Name supply'd For ever he will keep in mind His Cov'nant with our Fathers sign'd 6. At once astonisht and o'erjoy'd They saw his matchless Pow'r employ'd Whereby the Heathen were suppress'd And we their Heritage possess'd 7. Just are the Dealings of his Hands â—mmurable are his Commands 8. By Truth and Equity sustain'd And for eternal Rules ordain'd 9. Deliv'rance to his Saints has sent And ratify'd his Covenant For ever to remain the same Awful and sacred is his Name 10. God's Fear is Wisdom's Source good skill Have they obtain'd who do his Will This only can true Bliss procure And Praise that always shall endure PSALM CXII HALLELVIAH 1. THat Man is blest who stands in aw Of God and loves his sacred Law 2. His Seed on Earth shall be renown'd And with successive Honours crown'd 3. His House the Seat of Wealth shall be An inexhausted Treasury Their Fathers Justice shall avail And Blessings on his Heirs entail 4. The Soul that 's fill'd with Vertue 's Light Shines brightest in Affliction 's Night To pity the Distrest inclin'd As well as just to all Mankind 5. His lib'ral Favours he extends To some he gives to others lends Yet what his Charity impairs Recruits by Prudence in Affairs 6. The Storm of Angry Fate may threat But ne'er displace him from his Seat The sweet Memorial of the Just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust 7. Ill Tidings can't with Fear surprize His Heart that fix'd on God relies 8. On Safety 's Rock he sits and sees The Ship-wreck of his Enemies 9. His Hands while they his Alms bestow'd His Glory 's future Harvest sow'd Whence he shall reap Wealth Fame Renown A temp'ral and eternal Crown 10. The Wicked shall his Triumph see And gnash their Teeth in Agony While their unrighteous Hopes decay And vanish with themselves away PSALM CXIII 1. YE Saints and Servants of the Lord The Triumphs of his Name record 2. His sacred Name for ever bless 3. Where e'r the circling Sun displays His rising Beams or setting Rays Due Praise to his great Name address 4. The Lord o'er Earth bears sov'reign Sway The Regions of eternal Day Reflections of his Glory are 5. To Him whose Majesty excels Who made the Heav'n in which he dwells Let no created Pow'r compare 6. Affairs of highest Heav'n to know In him does Condescension show Yet he extends his Care to Earth 7. The Poor and Needy from their Cell 8. Prefers in Palaces to dwell With Princes
of high Rank and Birth 9. When Childless Families despair He sends the Comfort of an Heir To rescue their exspiring Fame Grants her that barren was to bear And joyfully her Fruit to rear Praise ye the Lord's almighty Name PSALM CXIV 1. WHen Isr'el by th' Almighty led Enrich'd with their Oppressors Spoil From Egypt march'd and Iacob's Seed From Bondage in a foreign Soil 2. Iehovah for his Residence Chose out imperial Iudah's Tent His Mansion-Royal and from thence Through Israel's Camp his Orders sent 3. The distant Sea with Terrour saw And from th' Almighty's Presence fled Old Iordan's Streams surpriz'd with Aw Retreated to their Fountain's Head 4. The taller Mountains skipp'd like Rams When Danger near the Fold they spy To see their Fright the Hills like Lambs Leap'd after them not knowing why 5. O Sea what made your Tide withdraw And naked leave your oozy Bed Why Iordan â— against Nature's Law Recoil'dst thou to thy Fountain's Head 6. Why Mountains did you skip like Ramsâ— When Danger does approach the Fold Why after you the Hills like Lambs When they their Leaders Flight behold 7. Earth tremble on well may'st thou fear Thy Lord and Maker's Face to see When Iacob's awful God draws near 'T is time for Earth and Seas to flee 8. To flee from God who Nature's Law Repeals and cancels at his Will Who Springs from flinty Rocks can draw And thirsty Vales with Water fill PSALM CXV 1. LOrd not to us we claim no Share But to thy sacred Name Give Glory for thy Mercy 's sake And Truth 's eternal Fame 2. Why should the Heathen cry where 's now The God whom we adore 3. Convince 'em that in Heav'n thou art And uncontroll'd thy Pow'r 4. Their Gods but Gold and Silver are The Work of mortal Hands 5. With speechless Mouth and sightless Eyes The molten Idol stands 6. The Pageant-thing has Ears and Nose But neither hears nor smells 7. Hands Feet but neither feels nor moves No Breath within it dwells 8. Such senseless Stocks that to compare With them we nothing find But those who on their Help rely And them for Gods design'd 9. O Isr'el make the Lord your Trust Who is your Help and Shield 10. Priests Levites trust in him alone Who only Help can yield 11. Let all who fear the Lord for Aid On him they fear rely Who them in Danger can defend And all their Wants supply 12 13. Of us he oft has mindful been And Isr'el's House will bless Priests Levites Proselytes ev'n All Who his great Name confess 14. On you and on your Heirs increase Of Blessings he will bring 15. Thrice happy you who Fav'rites are Of this Almighty King 16. Heav'n's highest Orb of Glory He His Empire 's Seat design'd And gave this lower Globe of Earth A Portion to Mankind 17. They who in Death and Silence sleep To him no Praise afford 18. But we will bless for evermore Our ever-living Lord. PSALM CXVI 1. MY Soul with Ecstasies of Love Intirely is possest Because the Lord has deign'd to hear The Voice of my Request 2. Since he has now his Ear inclin'd I never will despair But while my Life shall last to him Address my humble Pray'râ— 3. With deadly Sorrows compast round With hellish Pangs opprest When Grief and Anguish fill'd my Heart And heav'd my throbbing Breast 4. On God's Almighty Name I call'd And thus to him I pray'd Lord I beseech thee save my Soul With Sorrow quite dismaid 5 6. How just and merciful is God! How gracious is the Lord Who saves the Simple and to me Does timely Help afford 7. Then free from racking Cares my Soul Resume thy wonted Rest For God has wond'rously to thee His bounteous Love exprest 8. He when Death threat'ned soon remov'd My Dangers and my Fears My Feet from falling he secur'd And dry'd my Eyes from Tears 9. The whole remaining Stock of Life Which he to me has lent Shall therefore in his Service be With grateful Duty spent 10 11. In God I trusted and of him In greatest straits did boast For in my Flight all hopes of Aid From faithless Man were lost 12 13. Then what Return to him shall I For all his Goodness makeâ— I 'll praise his Name and with glad Zeal The Cup of Blessing â—ake 14 15. The Vows I made to God I 'll pay In all his People's sight Because by him his Servant's blood Was never counted light 16. Lord by how many Ties must I To thy Obedience bow Before thy humble Handmaid's Son Thy ransom'd Captive now 17 18. To Thee I 'll Off'rings bring of Praise And whilst I bless thy Name The just performance of my Vows To all thy Saints proclaim 19. They in thy holy City met And in thy House shall join With one Consent thy Name to bless And mix their Praise with mine PSALM CXVII 1. WIth cheerful Notes let all the Earth To Heav'n their Voices raise Let all inspir'd with godly Mirth Sing solemn Hymns of Praise 2. God's â—ender Mercy knows no bound His Truth shall ne'er decay Then lâ—t the willing Nations round This grateful Tribute pay PSALM CXVIII 1 2. O Praise the Lord for he is good His Mercies ne'er decay That his kind Favours ever last Let thankful Isr'el say 3 4. Their Sense of his eternal Love Let Aaron's House express And that it never fails let all That fear the Lord confess 5. To God I made my humble Moan With Troubles quite opprest And he releas'd me from my Straits And granted my Request 6. Since therefore God does on my side So graciously appear What Man against me can contrive I never need to fear 7. Since God with those that aid my Cause Himself a Party makes I need not doubt on all my Foes A just Revenge to take 8 9. For better 't is to trust in God And have the Lord our Friend Than on the greatest humane Pow'â— For Safety to depend 10 11. Tho many Nations closely leagu'd Did oft beset me round Yet by his boundless Pow'r sustain'd I did them all confound 12. They swarm'd like Bees and yet their Rage Was but a short-liv'd Blaze For whilst on God I still rely'd I vanquish'd them with Ease 13. When All together press'd me hard In hopes to make me fall The Lord vouchsaf'd to take my part And sav'd me from them all 14. The Honour of my strange Escape To him alone belongs He is my Saviour and my Strength The Theme of all my Songs 15. The Just's Abode resounds with Joy By him preserv'd from Harm For wond'rous things are brought to pass By his almighty Arm. 16. He by his vast resistless Pow'r Has endless Honour won The saving Strength of his Right-hand Amazing Works has done 17. God will not suffer me to fall But yet prolong my Days That by declaring all his Works I may advance his Praise 18. The Lord has chast'ned me in Love And great Afflictions laid But has not giv'n me o'er
5. Who turn aside to crooked Paths The Lord shall them destroy Cut off th' Unjust but crown the Sainâ—s With lasting Peace and Joyâ— PSALM CXXVI WHen Sion's God her Sons recall'd From long Captivity It seem'd at first a pleasing Dream Of what we wish'd to see 2. But soon with unaccustom'd Mirth Our Voice we did employ And fung our great Restorer's Praise In thankful Hymns of Joy Our Heathen Foes repining stood Yet were compell'd to own That great and wond'rous was the Work great Our God for us had done 3. 'T was great say they 't was wond'rous Much more should we confess The Lord has done great things whereof We reap the glad Success 4. To us bring back the Remnant Lord Of Isr'el's Captive Bands More welcome than refreshing Show'rs To parcht and thirsty Lands 5. That we whose Work commenc'd in Tears May see our Labours thrive Till finisht with Success to make Our drooping Hearts revive 6. Tho he despond that sows his Grain Yet doubtless he shall come To bind his full-ear'd Sheaâ—es and sing A joyful Harvest-home PSALM CXXVII 1. WE build with fruitless Cost unless The Lord the Pile sustain Unless the Lord the City keep The Watchman wakes in vain 2. In vain we rise before the Day And late to Rest repair Allow no Respite to our Toil And eat the Bread of Care Supplies of Life with little Pains He on his Saints bestows He crowns their Labour with Success Their Nights with sound Repose 3. So Children are an Heritage Sent from th' Almighty Lord A teeming Womb his Favour 's Gift And virtuous Liâ—e's Reward 4. As Arrows in a Giant 's Hand With dreadful Grace appeaâ— Ev'n so the Sons of vig'rous Youtâ— Their Parents Glory are 5. Happy the Man whose Quiver's fill'd With these defensive Arms He need 's not fear to meet his Foe At War or Law 's Alarms PSALM CXXVIII 1. THE Man is blest who fears the Lord Nor Worship only pays But keeps his Steps confin'd with Care To his appointed Ways 2. Thou shalt upon the sweet Returns Of thy own Labour feed Without Dependance live and see Thy Wishes all succeed 3. Thy Wife like a domestick Vine Her gen'rous Fruit shall bring Thy Children like young Olive-plants About thy Table spring 4. Who fears the Lord shall thus be blest 5. From Sion God shall bless And grant him all his Days to see Ierusalem's Success 6. Survive till Heirs of Heirs from him Descend with vast Increase Twice blest in his own prosp'rous State And more in Isr'el's Peace PSALM CXXIX 1. UP from my Youth may Isr'el say They oft have me aâ—â—ail'd 2. Reduc'd me oft to heavy Straits But never yet prevail'd 3. They oft have plow'd my patient Back With Furrows deep and long 4. But our just God has broke their Chains And rescu'd us from Wrong 5. Defeat Confusion shameful Routâ— Be still the Doom of those Their righteous Doom who Sion hate And Sion's God oppose 6. With too much Heat and want of Root Untimely let 'em fade Like Corn upon our Houses Tops That withers in the Blade 7. With which no Reaper fills his Arms But unregarded leaves Nor Binder thinks it worth his Pains To fold it into Sheaves 8. No Traveller that journeys by Vouchsafes a Minute's Stop T' afford it one kind Look or wâ—sh Heav'n's Blessing on the Crop PSALM CXXX 1. FRom lowest Regions of Despair To God I sent my Cry 2. Lord hear my supplicating Voice And graciously reply 3. Should'st thou severely mark our Faults Who can the Tryal bear 4. But thou forgiv'st lest we despond And quite renounce thy Fear 5. My Soul does with Impatience wait For Thee the living Lord My Hopes are on thy Promise built Thy never-failing Word 6. For Thee I look with longing Eyes Impatient of Delay Ev'n more than Watchmen of the Night To spy the dawning Day 7. Let Isr'el on the Lord depend No Bounds his Mercy knows The plenteous Source and Spring from whence Eternal Succour flowsâ— 8. Whose friendly Currents kind supplies To us in Want convey A healing Spring a Spring to cleanse And wash our Guilt away PSALM CXXXI 1. O Lord I am not proud of Heart Nor cast a scornful Eye Nor my aspiring Thoughts employ In things for me too high 2. With Infant-Innocence thou know'st I have my self demean'd Lull'd into Quiet like a Babe That from the Breast is wean'd 3. Like me let Isr'el hope in Gâ—d His Aid alone implore Both now and ever trust in him Who lives for evermore PSALM CXXXII 1. LET David Lord a constant Place In thy Remembrance find Let all the Sorrows he endur'd Be ever in thy mind 2. Remember what a solemn Oath To Thee his Lord he swore How to the mighty God he vow'd Whom Iacob's Sons adoâ—e 3 4. I will not go into my House Nor to my Bed ascend No soft Repose shall close my Eyes Nor Sleep my Ey-lids benâ— 5. Till for the Lord 's design'd Abode I mark the destin'd Ground Till I a decent place of Rest For Iacob's God have found 6. Th' appointed Place with Shouts of â—oy At Ephâ—atah we found And made the Fields throughout the Wood Our glad Applause resound 7. O with due Rev'rence let us then To his Abode repair And prostrate aâ— his Foot-stool fal'n Pour out our humble Pray'r 8. Arise O Lord and now possess Thy constant Place of Rest Be that not only with thy Ark But with thy Presence blest 9 10. Cloath thou thy Priest with Righteousness And make thy Saints rejoice For David's sake thy Servant hear Thy own Anointed's Voice 11. God sware to David in his Truth Nor shall his Oath be vain One of thy Offspring after thee Upon thy Throne shall reign 12. And if thy Seed my Cov'nant keep And to my Laws submit Their Children too upon thy Throne For evermore shall sit 13 14. For Sion's God's peculiar Choice By him approv'd of well His place of everlasting Rest Where he desires to dwell 15 16. Her Store says he I will increase Her Poor with Plenty cloy I 'll with Salvation cloath her Priests Her Saints shall shout for Joy 17. There David's Horn shall bud and breed A long successive Line And my anointed Servants there Shall with fresh Lustre shine 18. The Faces of his vanquisht Foes Confusion shall o'er-spread Whilst blest with good Success his Crown Shall flourish on his Head PSALM CXXXIII 1. HOW vast must their advantage be How great their Pleasure prove Who live like Brethren and consent In Offices of Love 2. Friendship is like that pretious Oyl Which pour'd on Aaron's Head Ran down his Beard and o'er his Robes It 's costly Moisture shed 3. Like cool refreshing Dew which does On Hermon's Top distil Or like the early Drops that fall On Sion's fruitful Hill For God to all whose friendly Hearts With mutual Love abound Has firmly promis'd length of Days With constant Blessings crown'd PSALM CXXXIV 1. Bless God ye Servants that attend
Upon his solemn State That in his Temple night by night With humble Rev'rence wait 2 3. Within his House lift up your hands And bless his Holy Name From Sion bless thy Isr'el Lord Who Earth and Heav'n didst frame PSALM CXXXV 1. O Praise the Lord with one Consent And magnify his Name Let all the Servants of the Lord His worthy praise proclaim 2. All ye that in the House of God Attend with constant Care With those that to his outmost Courts With humble Zeal repair 3. For this our truest Int'rest is Glad Hymns of Praise to sing And with loud Songs to bless his Name 's A most delightful thing 4. For God his own peculiar choice The Sons of Iacob makes And Isr'el's Offspring for his own As precious Treasure takes 5. For oft have we that God is great By glad Experience found And seen how he with wond'rous Pow'r Above all Gods is crown'd 6. For he with unresisted Strength Performs what e'er he will In Heav'n and Earth and waâ—ry Stores That Earth's deep Caverns fill 7. He raises Vapours from the Ground Which pois'd in liquid Air Fall down at last in Show'rs through which His dreadful Lightnings glare He from his Store-house brings the Winds 8. And he with vengeful Hand The First-born slew of Man and Beast Through Egypt's mourning Land 9. He dreadful Signs and Wonders â—hew'd In Egypt's stubborn Coasts Not Pharaoh could his Plagues escape Nor all his num'rous Hosts 10 11. 'T was he that various Nations smote And mighty Kings oppress'd Sihon and Og and all besides That Canaan's Land possess'd 12 13. He for his People of their Lands A firm possession made For which his Fame shall always last His glory never fade 14. For God shall soon his People's Cause With tender Favour weigh Repent him of his Wrath and turn His kindled Rage away 15. Those Idols whose false Worship spreads O'er all the Heathen Lands Are made of Silver and of Gold The Work of humane Hands 16 17. They speak not with fictitious Tongues Nor see with polish'd Eyes Nor hear with fashion'd Ears no Breath Their empty Mouth supplies 18. As senseless as themselves are they That all their Skill apply To make them or in dang'rous Times On them for Aid rely 19. Their just Returns of Thanks to God Let grateful Isr'el pay Nor let the Priests of Aaron's Stock To bless the Lord delay 20. Their Sense of his unbounded Love Let Levi's House express And let all those that fear the Lord His Name for ever bless 21. Leâ— all with Thanks his wond'rous Works In Sion's Courts proclaim And in Ierus'lem where he dwells Exalt his Holy Name PSALM CXXXVI 1. TO God the mighty Lord Your joyful Thanks repeat To him due Praise afford As good as he is great For he will prove Our constant Friend No time shall end His boundless Love 2 3. To him whose wond'rous Pow'r All other Gods obey Whom earthly Kings adore This grateful Homage pay For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 4 5. By his Almighty Hand Amazing Works are wrought The Heav'ns by his Command Were to perfection brought For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 6. He spread the Ocean round About the spacious Land And made the rising Ground Above the Waters standâ— For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 7 8 9. His matchless Pow'r displays The great and lasting Lights The Sun to rule by Days The Moon and Stars by Nights For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 10 11 12. He struck the First-born dead Of Egypt's stubborn Land And thence his People led With his resistless Hand For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 13 14. By him the raging Sea As if in pieces rent Disclos'd a middle way Through which his People went For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 15. Where soon he overthrew Proud Pharaoh and his Host Who seeking to pursue Were in the Billows lost For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 16 17 18. Through Desarts vast and wild He led the chosen Seed And famous Princes foil'd And made great Monarchs bleed For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 19 20. Sihon whose potent Hand Great Ammon's Sceptre sway'd And Og whose stern Command Rich Bashan's Land obey'd For he will provâ— Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 21 22. And of his wond'rous Grace Their Lands whom he destroy'd He gave to Isr'el's Race To be by them enjoy'd For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 23 24. He in our depth of Woes On us with Favour thought And from our cruel Foes In Peace and Safety brought For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love 25 26. By him the Food is giv'n On which all Creatures live To God who reigns in Heav'n Eternal Praises give For he will prove Our constant Friend No Time shall end His boundless Love PSALM CXXXVII 1. WHen we our weary'd Limbs to rest Sat down by proud Euphrates Stream We wept with doleful Thoughts opprest And Sion was our mournful Theme 2. Our Harps that when with Joy we sung Were wont their tuneful Parts to bear With silent Strings neglected hung On barren Trees that wither'd there 3. Mean while our Foesâ— with Pride inspir'd The Authors of our slavish Wrongs Musick and Mirth of us requir'd Come sing us one of Sion's Songs 4. How shall we tune our Voice to sing Or touch our Harps with skilful Hands Shall Hymns of Joy to God our King Be sung by Slaves in foreign Lands 5. Ierusalem our happy Seat When I of thee forgetful prove Let then my trembling Hand forget The speaking Strings with Art to move 6. If I forget thee let my Tongue To my parcht Roof quite useless cleave Or if I count not thee among The chiefest Joys I can receive 7. Remember Lord how Edom's Race In thy own City's fatal Day Cry'd out It 's stately Walls deface And with the Ground quite level lay 8. Proud Babel's Daughter against whom God's stern Decrees severely run Blest shall he be that pays thee home The Ills which thou to us hast done 9. Thrice blest who by just Fury led Shall from the Breast thy Children take And with proud Rage their tender Head Against the rugged Pavement break PSALM CXXXVIII 1. WIth my whole Heart my God and King Thy Praises I 'll proclaim Before the Gods with Joy I 'll sing And bless thy holy Name 2. I 'll worship tow'rds thy sacred Seat Andâ— ravisht with thy Love The Praises of thy Truth repeat Which thou dost most approve 3. Thou graciously inclin'd'st thine Ear When I to thee did cry
And when my Soul was press'd with Fearâ— Didst inward Strength supply 4. Therefore shall ev'ry earthly Prince Thy Name with Praise pursue Whom these admir'd Events convince That all thy Works are true 5. They walking in his ways the Lord With chearful Songs shall bless And all his glorious Acts record And his great Pow'r confess 6. For God tho he 's enthron'd on high Does thence the Poor respect The proud far off his scornful Eye Beholds with just neglect 7. Tho I 'm with Troubles compass'd round Yet he will me revive Thy Hand shall all my Foes confound And keep my Soul alive 8. The Lord whose mercies ever last Shall fix my happy state And mindful of his favours past Shall his own work complete PSALM CXXXIX 1 2. THou Lord by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down My secret Thoughts are known to Thee Known long before conceiv'd by me 3. Thine Eye my Bed and Path surveys My publick Haunts and private Ways 4. Thou know'st what 't is my Lips would vent My yet unâ—utter'd Words intent 5. Bâ—set by Thee before behind On ev'ry side thy Hand I sind 6. O Skill for human reach too high Too dazling bright for mortal Eye 7. O cou'd I so perâ—idious be To think of once deserting Thee Where Lord could I thy Influence shun Or whither from thy presence run 8. If up to Heav'n I take my flightâ— 'T is there Thou dwell'st eâ—thron'd in Light Or dive to Hell's infernal Plains 'T is there Almighty Vengeance reigns 9. If I the Morning's Wings cou'd gain And fly beyond the Western Main 10. Thy nimbler Hand wou'd firâ—t arrive And there arrest thy Fugitive 11. Or should I sculk to shun thy sight Beneath the sable Wings of Night One glance from Thee one piercing Ray Would kindle Darkness into Day 12. The Veil of Night is no Disguise No Umbrage to all-seeing Eyes Through mid-night Shades thou find'st thy way As in the blazing Noon of Day Thou know'st the Lab'rinths of my Hearâ— 13. My Reins and ev'ry vital part Thou cloath'dst 'em early or the Womb Where Life they took had prov'd their Tomb 14. I 'll praise Thee from whose Hands I came A work of such stupendious Frame That Wonders Thou in me hast shown To my admiring Soul is known 15. Thine Eyes my Substance did survey While yet a lifeless Mass it lay How curiously in secret wrought E'er on the World 's great Stage 't was brought 16. Thou didst the shapeless Embryo see Its Parts were registred by Thee Thou saw'st the daily growth they took Form'd by the Model of thy Book 17. Let me acknowledg too O God That since this Maze of Life I trod Thy thoughts of Love to me surmount The Pow'r of Numbers tâ— recountâ— 18. For sooner could I reckon o'er The Sands upon the Ocean's shore Each Morn revising what I 've done I find th' Account but new begun 19. The wicked shalt thou slay O God Depart from me ye Men of Blood 20. Whose Tongues Heav'ns Majesty profane And take th' Almighty Name in vain 21. Lord hate I not their impious Crew Who Thee with Enmity pursue And does not Grief my Heart oppress When Reprobates thy Laws transgress 22. Who practise Enmity to Thee Shall utmost Hatred have from me Such Men I utterly detest As if they were my Foes profest 23 24. Search try O God my Thoughts and Heart If Mischief lurks in any part Correct me where I go astray And guide me in thy perfect way PSALM CXL 1. PReserve me Lord from cruel Foes Of villanous intent 2. Whose Hearts on mischievous Designs With restless Spight are bent 3. Their sharpen'd Tongue the Serpent's sting In Virulence exceeds Beâ—ween their Lips the Gaul of Asps And Adders Venom breeds 4. Preserve me Lord from wicked Hands Nor leave my Soul forlorn A Prey to Sons of Violence Who have my Ruin sworn 5. The proud for me have laid their Snare And spread their wily Net With Traps and Gins where e'er I move I find my Steps beset 6. But thus inviron'd with Distress Thou art my God I said Lordâ— hear my supplicating Voice That calls to Thee for aid 7. O Lord the God whose saving Strength Kind Succour did convey And cover'd my advent'rous Head In Battle 's doubtful Day 8. Permit not their unjust Designs But disappoint thâ—ir Rage Lest prosp'rous Wickedness their Pride In bolder Crimes engage 9. Let first their Chiefs the sad effects Of their Injustice mourn The blast of their envenom'd Breath Upon themselves return 10. Let them who kindled first the Flame Its Victims â—irst become The Pit they dig'd for me be made Their everlasting Tomb. 11. Though Slander 's Breath may raise a Storm It quickly will decay Their Rage does but the Torrent swell That bears themselves away 12. God will assert the poor Mans Cause Relief to th' injur'd give The just shall celebrate his Praise And in his Presence live PSALM CXLI 1. TO thee O Lord my Cries ascend O haâ—t to my relief And with accustom'd Pity hear The Accents of my Grief 2. Without Oblations let my Pray'â— Like Morning Incense rise My innocent up-lifted Hands Like Evening Sacrifice 3. From rash Efforts restrain my Tongue With constant watch and ward And keep the Portal of my Lips With wary silence barr'd 4. From wicked Deeds and wicked Men My Heart and Hands restrain Nor let me in the Booty share Of their unrighteous Gain 5. Let righteous Men reprove my Faults And I â—hall think 'em kind Like Balm that heals a wounded Head I their Reproof shall â—ind And in return my fervent Pray'r On their behalf address When they are tempted and reduc'd Like me to sore Distress 6. When sculking in Engâ—ddi's Rock I to themselves appeal If one reproachful Word I spake When in my pow'r to kill 7. Yet us they persecute to Death Our scatter'd Ruins lie As thick as from the Hewer's Aâ— The sever'd Splinters flie 8. But Lord to Thee I still direct My supplicating Eyes O leave not destitute my Soul Whose Trust on Thee relies 9. Preserve me from the Snares and Ginâ— That wicked Hands have laid Let them in their own Nets be caught While my Escape is made PSALM CXLII 1. TO God with mournful Voice In deep distress I pray'd 2. Made him the Umpire of my Cause My Wrongs before him laid 3. Thou knew'st my way to 'scape When my griev'd â—oul despair'd For where I thought to walk secure They had their Gins prepar'd 4. I look'd but found no Friend To own me in Distress All Refuge fail'd no Man vouchsaf'd His Pity or Redress 5. To God at last I pray'd Thou Lord my Refuge art My Portion in the Land of Life Till Life it self depart 6. Lord hear my Cry rednâ—'d To last extremity Save me from Persecutors Rage Too powerful grown for me That I may praise thy Name 7. My Soul from Prison bring Whilst of thy bounteous Care to me Assembled Saints shall sing
Devout Attention lend Let the Instruction of my Mouth Deep in your Hearts descend 2. My Tongue by Inspiration taught Shall Parables unfold Dark Oracles but understood And known for Truths of Old 3. Which we from sacred Registers Of ancient Times have known Which our Fore-fathers pious Care To Us has handed down 4. We will not hide them from our Sons Our Offspring shall be taught The Praises of the Lord whose Strength Has Works of Wonder wrought 5. With Iacob He this League ordain'd This Law with Israel made With Charge to be from Age to Age From Race to Race convey'dâ— 6. That Generations yet to comâ— Should to their unborn Heirs Religiously transmit the same And they again to theirs 7. To teach 'em that in God alone Their Hope securely stands That they should ne'er his Works forgeâ— But keep his just Commands 8. Lest like their Fathers they might provâ— A stiff rebellious Race False-hearted fickle to their God Unstedfast in his Grace 9. Such were revolting Ephraim's Tribeâ— A Tribe to Warfare bred Who arm'd with Bows and Archers skillâ—d From Field ignobly fled 10 11. They falsify'd their League with God His Orders dis-obey'd Forgot his Works and Miracles Before their Eyes display'd 12. Nor Wonders which thâ—ir Fathers sâ—â—â— Did they in Mind retain Prodigious things in Egypt done And Zoan's fertile Plain 13. He cut the Seas to let 'em pass Restrain'd the pressing Flooâ—â— While pil'd in Heaps on either â—ide The wond'ring Waters stood 14. He led 'em by a Prodigy Compos'd of Shade and Light A shelt'ring Cloud it prov'd by Day A leading Fire by Night 15. With Drought afflicted where no Stream The Wilderness supply'd He cleft the Rock whose flinty Breast Dissolv'd into a Tide 16. Streams from the solid Rock he brought Which down in Rivers fell That trav'ling with their Camp each day Renew'd the Miracle 17. Yet there they sinn'd against him more Provoking the Most High In that same Desart where he did Their fainting Souls supply 18. They first incens'd him in their Hearts That crav'd for stronger Meat Not mov'd by Hunger but their Lust Luxuriously to treat 19. Then utter'd their blaspheming Doubts Can God said they prepare A Table in the Wilderness Set out with various Fare 20. He smote the Flinty Rock 't is true And gushing Streams ensu'd But can He Corn and Flesh provide For such a Multitude 21. The Lord with Indignation heard From Heav'n avenging Flame On Iacob fell consuming Wrath On thankless Israel came 22. Because their unbelieving Hearts In God would not confide Who had from Heav'ns own Granary Their Wants so oft supply'd 23. Tho he had made his Clouds discharge Provisions down in Show'rs And when Earth fail'd reliev'd their Needs From his celestial Stores 24. Tho tastful Manna had rain'd down Their Hunger to relieve Tho from the Stores of Heav'n they did Sustaining Corn receive 25. And thus with Angels sacred Food Ingrateful Man was fed Not sparingly for still they found A plenteous Table spread 26. From Heav'n he made an East-Wind blow And next the South commands 27. To rain down Flesh like Dust and Fowls Like Seas unnumb'red Sands 28. Within their Trenches he let fall The luscious easy Prey And all around their spreading Camp The feather'd Booty lay 29. They fed were fill'd he gave 'em leave Their Appetites to feast 30 31. Yet still their wanton Lust gorg'd on Nor with their Hunger ceas'd But whilst in their luxurious Mouths They did their Dainties chew The Wrath of God smote down their Chiefs And Israel's chosen slew PART II. 32. Yet still they sinn'd nor would afforâ— His Miracle Belief 33. Therefore through fruitless Travels he Consum'd their Lives in Grief 34. When some were slain the rest return'd To God with early Cry 35. Own him the Rock of their Defence Their Saviour God most High 36. But this was feign'd Submission all Their Heart their Tongue bely'd 37. Their Hearts were still perverse nor wou'd Firm in his League abide 38. Yet full of Mercy he forgave Nor did with Death chastise Oft turn'd his kindled Wrath aside Or suffer'd not to rise 39. For he remember'd they were Flesh That could not long remain A murm'ring Wind that 's quickly past And ne'er returns again 40. How oft did they provoke hâ—m there How oft his Patience grieve In that same Desart where he did Their fainting Souls relieve 41. They tempted him by turning back And gracelesly repin'd When Israel's God refus'd to be By their Desires confin'd 42. Nor call'd to mind the Hand and Day That their Redemption brought 43. His Signs in Egypt wond'rous Works In Zoan's Valley wrought 44. He turn'd their Rivers into Blood That Man and Beast forbore And rather chose to die of Thirst Than drink the putrid Gore 45. He sent devouring Swarms of Flies Hoarse Frogs annoy'd their Soil 46. Locusts and Caterpillars reap'd The Harvest of their Toil. 47. Their Vines with batt'ring Hail with Frost The Tender Fig-tree dies 48. Light'ning and Hail made Flocks and Herds One gen'ral Sacrifice 49. He turn'd his furious Anger loose No time prescrib'd to cease And with their Plagues ill Angels sent Their Torments to increase 50. He op'd a Passage to his Wrath To ravage uncontrol'd The Murrain on their Firstlings sâ—iz'd In ev'ry Field and Foldâ— 51. From Beast to Man the deadly Pest From Field to City came It slew their Heirsâ— their eldest Hopes Through all the Tents of Ham. 52. But his own Tribesâ— like folded Sheep He brought from their Distress And like a Flock conducted through The pathless Wilderness 53. He led 'em on and in their way No cause of Fear they found But march'd securely through those Deeps In which their Foes were drown'd 54. Nor ceas'd his Care till them he brought Into his promis'd Land His Sanctu'ry and Mount the Prize Of his victorious Hand 55. To them the Out-cast Heathen's Land He did by Lot divide And safe in their abandon'd Tents Made Israel's Tribes reside PART III. 56. Yet still they tempted still provok'd The Wrath of God most High Nor would to practise his Commands Their stubborn Hearts apply 57. But in their faithless Father's Steps Perversly chose to go They turn'd aside like Arrows shot From some deceitful Bow 58. For him to Fury they provok'd With Altars set on high And with their graven Images Inflam'd his Jealousie 59. When God heard this on Israel's Tribes His Wrath and Hatred fell 60. He quitted Shilo and the Tents Where once he chose to dwell 61. To vile Captivity his Ark His Glory to Disdain 62. His People to the Sword he gave Nor would his Wrath restrain 63. Destructive War their ablest Youth Untimely did confound No Virgin was to th' Altar led With nuptial Garlands crown'd 64. In Fight the Sacrificer fell The Priest a Victim bled Widows that should their Fun'rals mourn Themselves of Grief were dead 65. Then like a Giant fresh from Sleep Or Wine 's inspiring Charms The Lord awak'd
and shouting loud The trembling Foe alarms 66. He smote their Host that home from Field A scatter'd Remnant came With Wounds imprinted on their Backs Of everlasting Shame 67. With Conquest crown'd He Ioseph's Tents And Ephraim's Tribe forsook 68. But Iudah chose and Sion's Mount For his lov'd Dwelling took 69. His Temple He erected there Whose Head confronts the Skies While deep and fix'd as that of Earth The strong Foundation lies 70. His faithful Servant David too He for his Choice did own And from the Sheep-folds him advanc'd To sit on Iudah's Throne 71. From tending on the teeming Ews He brought him forth to feed His own Inheritance the Tribes Of Israel's chosen Seed 72. Exalted thus the Monarch prov'd A faithful Shepherd still He fed them with an Upright Heart And guided them with Skill PSALM LXXIX 1. BEhold O God the Heathen have On thy Possession seiz'd Thy sacred House have they defil'd Thy holy City raz'd 2. The mangled Bodies of thy Saints Abroad unburied lay Their Flesh expos'd to salvage Beasts And rav'nous Birds of Prey 3. Quite through Ierus'lem was their Blood Like Common Water shed And none were left alive to pay Last Duties to the Dead 4. The neighb'ring Lands our small Remains With loud Reproaches wound We 're made a Laughing-stock and Scorn To all the Nations round 5. How long wilt Thou be angry Lord Must we for ever mourn Shall thy devouring jealous Rage Like Fire for ever burn 6. On Foreign Lands that know not Thee Thy heavy Vengeance show'r Those sinful Kingdoms let it crush That have not own'd thy Pow'r 7. For they their greedy Throats have gorg'â— With Iacob's chosen Race And to a barren Desart turn'd Their fruitful Dwelling-place 8. O think not on our former Sins But speedily prevenâ— Thy Suff'ring People's utter Loss Almost with Sorrow spent 9. O God our Saviour help and save And free our Souls from blame So shall our Pardon and Defence Exalt thy glorious Name 10. Let Infidels that scoffing say Where is the God they boast In Vengeance for thy slaughter'd Saints Perceive thee to their Cost 11. Lord hear the sighing Pris'ner's moan And as thy Pow'r is great Preserve the Wretches doom'd to die From that untimely Fate 12. On our oppressive Neighbours let Our Suff'rings be repaid Make their Confusion sev'n times more Than what on us they laid 13. So we thy People and thy Flock Shall ever praise thy Name And with glad Hearts our grateful Thanks From Age to Age proclaim PSALM LXXX 1. O Israel's Shepherd Iacob's Guide Whom like a Sheep thou leadst give ear Thou that dost on the Cherubs ride Again in solemn State appear 2. Behold how Benjamin expects With Ephraim and Manasseh join'd In our Deliv'rance the Effects Of thy resistless Strength to find 3. Do thou convert us Lord do thou The lustre of thy Face display And all the Ills we suffer now Like scatter'd Clouds shall pass away 4. O Thou whom heav'nly Hosts obey How long shall thy fierce Anger burn How long thy suff'ring People pray And yet their Pray'rs meet no Return 5. Thou when we 're hungry mak'st us drench Our scanty Food in Floods of Woe When dry our raging Thirst we quench With Streams of Tears that largely flow 6. For us the Heathen Nations round As for a certain Prey contest Our Foes with spiteful Joy abound And at our lost Condition jest 7. Do thou convert us Lord do thou The Lustre of thy Face display And all the Ills we suffer now Like scatter'd Clouds shall pass away PART II. 8. Thou brought'st a Vine from Egypt's land And casting out the Heathen Race Did'st plant it with thy own Right-hand And firmly fix it in their Place 9. Before it thou prepar'dst the Way And mad'st it take a lasting Root Which blest with thy indulgent Ray O'er all the Land did widely shoot 10 11. The Hills were cover'd with its Shade Her goodly Boughs did Cedars seem Her Branches to the Sea were spread And reach'd to proud Euphrates Stream 12. Why then hast Thou its Hedge o'rthrown Which thou hadst made so firm and strong Whilst all its Grapes defenceless grown Are pluck'd by those that pass along 13. See how the brist'ling Forest Boar With dreadful Fury lays it waste Hark how the salvage Monsters roar And to their helpless Prey make haste PART III. 14. To Thee O God of Hosts we pray Thy wonted Goodness Lord renew From Heav'n thy Throne this Vine survey And her sad State with Pity view 15. Behold the Vineyard made by Thee Which thy Right-hand did guard so long And keep that Branch from Danger free Which for thy self thou mad'st so strong 16. To wasting Flames 't is made a Prey And all its spreading Boughs cut down At thy Rebuke they soon decay And perish at thy mortal Frown 17. Crown thou the King with good Success By thy Right-hand secur'd from Wrong The Son of Man in Mercy bless Whom for thy self thou mad'st so strong 18. So will we still continue free From whatsoe'r deserves thy blame And if once more reviv'd by Thee Will always praise thy holy Name 19. Do thou convert us Lord do thou The Lustre of thy Face display And all the â—lls we suffer now Like scatter'd Clouds shall pass away PSALM LXXXI 1. TO God our never-failing Strength With loud Applauses sing And jointly make a chearful Noise To Iacob's awful King 2. Compose a Hymn of Praise and touch Your â—nstruments of Joy Let Psalteries and pleasant Harps Your grateful skill employ 3. Let Trumpets at the Great New-Mooâ— Their joyful Voices raise To celebrate th' appointed time The solemn Day of Praise 4. For this a Statute was of old Which Iacob's God decreed To be with pious Care observ'd By Isr'el's chosen Seed 5. This He for a Memorial fix'd When freed from Eâ—ypt's Land Strange Nations barb'rous Speech we heard But could not understand 6. Your burthen'd Shoulders I reliev'd Thus seems our God to say Your servile Hands by me were freed From lab'ring in the Clay 7. With Troubles quite opprest on me Your Ancestors did call With Pity â— their Suff'rings saw And set them free from all In Thunder from my secret Place My frequent Answers came And I their Faith and Duty try'd At that contentious Stream PART II. 8. While I my solemn Will declare My chosen People hear If thou O Isr'el to my Words Wilt bend thy list'ning Ear 9. Then shall no God besides my self Within thy Coasts be found Nor shalt thou worship any God Of all the Nations round 10. The Lord thy God am I who thee Brought forth from Egypt's Land 'T is â— that all thy just Desires Supply with lib'ral Hand 11. But they my chosen Race refus'd To hearken to my Voice Nor would rebellious Isr'el's Sons Make me their happy Choice 12. So I provok'd by their Neglect To all their Lusts gave way And in their own perverse Designs I suffer'd them to stray 13. O that my