his bestows And crownes their eyes with sweet repose Increasing sons his Heritage Renew their age The pledges of their fruitfull love Given from above As formidable to the Foe As Arrows from a Giants bow He is belov'd of God and blest Above the rest Whose Quivers with such Shafts abound By men renown'd Nor shall his adversary dread VVhen they at the Tribunall plead PSALME CXXVIII As the 15. HAppy he who God obeys Nor from his direction straies Thou shalt of thy labours feed All shall to thy wish succeed Like a faire and fruitfull Vine By thy House thy Wife shall joyne Sons obedient to command Shall about thy Table stand Like greene plants of Olives set By the moistning rivulet He who feares the Power above Thus shall prosper in his love God shall thee from Sion blesse Thou shalt joy in the successe VVhich the Lord will Salem give While thou hast a day to live Thou shalt see our Israels peace And thy childrens large increase PSALME CXXIX As the cxi OFt from my early youth have they Afflicted me may Israel say Oft from my early youth assaild As oft have their endeavours fail'd My backe with long deepe furrowes wound As Plow-shares teare the patient ground The ever Just hath broke their bands And sav'd me from their cruell hands Let Sions Foes with infamy Be clothed and untimely die Be they like Corne on Houses tops Which Reapers sickle never crops Nor Binder in his bosome beares But withers still before it eares No Travailer their labours blesse Nor say We wish you good successe PSALME CXXX As the 10. OVT of the horrour of the Deepe Where feare and sorrow never sleepe To thee my cries In sighes arise Lord from despaire thy servant keepe O lend a gracious eare And my petitions heare For if thou should'st our sinnes observe And punish us as we deserve Not one of all But then must fall Since all from their obedience swerve Yet art not thou severe That we thy Name might feare Thy mercies our mis-deeds transcend My hopes upon thy Truth depend Disconsolate On thee I waite As weary Centinels attend The chearefull Morns uprise With long-expecting eyes O you that are of Jacobs Race In him your Hopes and Comforts place His praises sing The living Spring Of Mercy and redundant Grace For he will Israel Redeeme from Sin and Hell PSALME CXXXI As the 32. THou Lord my witnesse art I am not proud of heart Nor looke with lofty eyes None envy nor despise Nor to vaine pomp apply My thoughts nor sore too high But in behaviour mild And as a tender child Wean'd from his Mothers brest On thee alone I rest O Israel adore The Lord for evermore Be He the onely scope Of thy unfainting hope PSALME CXXXII As the 72. REmember David Lord remember Thou His Troubles thy Redemptions and the Vow He to the mighty God of Jacob made Bound by an Oath and in these words convay'd No Roofe shall cover me nor sweet repose Refresh my Limbs or sleepe my eye-lids close Till I have found a place for his Abode Even for the Temple of the living God The Arke we heard in Ephrata long stood And found it in the valley cloth'd with Wood. We will into thy Tabernacle goe And there our selves before thy Foot-stoole throw Ascend to thy eternall Rest at length Thou and the Arke of thy admired strength O let thy Priests be cloth'd with sanctitie And all thy Saints sing with triumphant joy For Davids sake receive into thy Grace From thy Anointed never turne thy Face For thus thou swor'st who never wilt forget Thy Son shall long possesse thy royall Seat And if thy Children my commands observe Nor from the rules of my prescription swerve Their Off-spring shall the Hebrew Scepter sway Even while the Sun illuminates the Day For Sion I have chosen Sion great In my affections my eternall Seat I will abundantly increase her store And with the flower of Wheat susteine her poore Her Priests shall blessings to her People bring Her joyfull Saints in sacred measures sing There shall the Horne of David freshly sprout Their lamp of glory never shall burne out His Diadem shall flourish on his head But Nets of shame his Foes shall over-spread PSALME CXXXIII As the cxi O Blest estate blest from above When Brethren joyne in mutuall love 'T is like the precious Odors shed On consecrated Aarons head Which trickled from his Beard and Breast Downe to the bordes of his Vest 'T is like the pearles of Dew that drop On Hermons ever-fragrant top Or which the smiling Heavens distill On happy Sions sacred Hill For God hath there his favours plac't And joy which shall for ever last PSALME CXXXIV As the 47. YOu who the Lord adore And at his Altar wait VVho keepe your watch before The threshold of his Gate His praises sing By silent Night Till cheerefull light I'th'Orient spring Your hands devoutly raise To his divine Recesse The Worlds Creator praise And thus the People blesse The God of Love From Sions Towers To you and yours Propitious prove PSALME CXXXV As the 72. O You who Ephods weare and Incense fling On sacred flames Jehovah's praises sing You who his Temple guard O celebrate His glorious Name his noble Acts relate How great a joy with such sincere delight To crowne the Day and entertaine the Night For Israel is his choice and Jacobs Race His treasure and the object of his Grace In power how infinite how much before Those mortall gods whom franticke men adore All on his Will depend all homage owe In Heaven in Earth and in the Depths below At his command exhaled Vapors rise And in condensed clouds obscure the Skies From thence in showres He horrid Lightning flings And from their Caves the strugling Tempests brings He the first-borne of Men and Cattell slew Fresh streams of bloud the Towns and Plains imbrew Th' inhabitants that drinke of Nilus floud At his confounding Wonders trembling stood Part. 2 Great Princes who excell'd in fortitude And mighty Nations by his power subdu'd Strong Sihon whom the Amorites obey'd And strenuous Og who Bashans Scepter sway'd With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites Who to the Conquerours resigne their rights To whom he their dismantled Cities grants And in those fruitfull fields his Hebrews plants Thy Name shall last unto eternity And thy immortall Fame shall never die Thou dost thy Servant pardon and protect Advance the Humble and the Proud deject Those helplesse gods ador'd in forraign Lands Are Gold and Silver wrought by humane hands Blind Eyes have they deafe Eares still silent Tongues Nor breath exhale from their unactive lungs VVho made resemble them and such are those VVho in such senselesse stocks their hopes repose O praise the Lord you who from Israel spring His Praises O you Sons of Aaron sing You of the House of Levi praise his Name All you who God adore his Praise proclaime From Sion praise the onely Good and Great Who in
happy from their birth His House with riches shall abound His truth with endlesse honour crown'd To him in darknesse light ascends Mild gracious just in all his ends His bounty for the poore provides Discretion all his actions guides No violence shall cast him downe No time deface his just renowne Nor rumours shake his confidence The Lord his Hope and strong Defence Confirm'd in fearelesse fortitude Till he have all his Foes subdu'd He the necessitated feeds The honour of his vertuous Deeds Shall live in sacred memory His Glories shall ascend on high Th'unjust inrag'd their teeth shall grin'd And languish with the griefe of mind Pale envy shall their flesh consume And all their hopes convert to fume PSALME CXIII As the cxi Hallelu-jah O You who serve the living Lord Due praises to his Name afford Now and for ever celebrate Let all his noble Acts relate Even from the purple Morn's uprise To where the Evening flecks the Skies All power to his Dominion bends His Glory the bright Stars transcends What God can be compar'd with ours VVho Thron'd in Heavens superiour towres Submits himselfe to guide and move All that is done in Heaven above And from that height vouchsafes to throw His eyes on us who creepe below The poore he raiseth from the Dust Even from the Dunghill lifts the Just Whom he to height of honour brings And sets him in the Thrones of Kings He fructifies the barren Wombe The Childlesse Mothers now become Hallelu-jah PSALME CXIV As the cxi VVHen Israel left th' Egyptian Land Freed from a tyrannous command God his owne People sanctifi'd And he himselfe became their Guide Th' amazed Seas this seeing fled And Jordan shrunke into his Head The cloudy Mountaines skipt like Rams The little Hils like frisking Lambs Recoyling Seas what caus'd your dread Why Jordan shrunk'st thou to thy Head Why Mountaines did you skip like Rams And why you little Hils like Lambs Earth tremble thou before his Face Before the God of Jacobs Race VVho turn'd hard Rocks into a Lake VVhen Springs from flinty intrailes brake PSALME CXV As the 9. VVE nothing can of merit clame Not for our sakes thy aide afford But for the honour of thy Name Thy Mercy and unfailing VVord VVhy should th' insulting Heathen cry VVher 's now the God they vainly praise Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie All underneath at pleasure swaies Their Gods but Gold and silver be Made by a fraile Artificer For they have eyes that cannot see Dumbe mouthes and eares that cannot heare Fooles on their Altars incense throw VVho nothing smell their Feet are bound Nor have they power to moove or goe Their throats give passage to no sound Their hands can neither give nor take Unapt to punish or defend As senselesse they who Idols make Part. 2 Or to their carved Statues bend Your hopes on God O Israel place He is your Helpe and strong Defence Be he you Priests of Aarons Race The object of your confidence In him all you that feare him trust He shall protect you in distresse The Lord is of his Promise just And will his faithfull Servants blesse The House of chosen Israel And Aarons holy Family The poore and who in power excell That love and on his aide relye They shall a mighty People grow Their Children happy from their birth He will increase of gifts bestow VVhose hands created Heaven and Earth He in the Heaven of Heavens resides And over all his Creatures reignes Among the sonnes of men divides The Earth and all that Earth containes VVho sleepe within the vaults of Death No Offerings to his Altars bring O praise his Name while we have breath And loudly Halelu-jah sing PSALME CXVI As the 4. MY Soule intirely shall affect The Lord whose eares my grones respect In misery He heard thy cry To him thy Prayers direct Sorrows of Death my Soule assail'd The greedy jawes of Hell prevail'd Deprest with griefe When all reliefe And humane pitty fail'd I cri'd My God O looke on me Thou ever Just th' afflicted free O from the Grave Thy Servant save For mercy lives in thee The Innocent and long distrest The humble minde by wrongs opprest Thy Favour still Preserves from ill My Soule then take thy rest God staid my feet and dry'd my teares Redeem'd from Death and deadly feares That still I might Walke in his sight And number many yeares Part. 2 Thus with a firme beliefe I prai'd Yet in extreames of trouble said All on the Earth Of mortall birth Even all of Lies are made VVhat shall I unto God restore For all his Mercies Fall before His holy Throne And him alone With sacred Rites adore I will performe my Vowes this day VVhere they frequent who God obey Right precious is The Death of His He sees and will repay Lord I am thine thy Hand-maids Seed By Thee from raging Tyrants freed My Prayers shall rise In Sacrifice My thanks thy Altar feed I will performe my Vowes this day Where thy frequent who God obey Even in his Court Within thy Fort Renowned Solyma PSALME CXVII As the 47. YOu Nations of the Earth Our great Preserver praise All you of humane birth To Heaven his Glory raise Whose Mercy hath No end nor bound His Promise crown'd VVith constant Faith PSALME CXVIII As the cxi PRaise our good God that King of kings From whom eternall Mercy springs Let Israel let Aarons Race Let all that flourish in his Grace Confesse that from the King of kings Eternity of Mercie springs He in my trouble heard my Prayers And freed me from their deadly snares He fights my Battailes then how can I feare the Power of feeble Man Assists my Friends my Enemies Shall with their slaughter feast mine eyes Farre better to have Confidence In God then trust to mans Defence On him much safer to relie Then on the strength of Monarchy The Nations all at once assail'd But by his Aid my Sword prevail'd Their Armies had beset me round I with their Bodies strew'd the ground Though they like Bees about me swarme His holy Name and pow'rfull Arme Shall soone consume their numerous powers As Fire the crackling Thorne devoures Part. 2 Mad men his Fall you seeke in vaine VVhom great Jehovah's Hands sustaine He is my Strength his Praise my Song By him preserv'd from powerfull Wrong Our Tents with publike Joy shall ring The Just of their Deliverance sing He with his owne Right hand hath fought His owne Right hand hath Wonders wrought I shall not die but live to praise The Lord who hath prolong'd my Daies He with his Scourge my Sin corrects Yet from the Darts of Death protects You to his Service sanctifi'd The Temple Doores set open wide That I may enter in his Name And celebrate his glorious Fame Those are the Doores at which all they Shall enter who his Will obey His Praise with Hymnes immortallize My Saviour who hath heard my Cries Part. 3 That Stone the Builders from them cast Is
Guardian set My Lips with barres of Silence close O let me not thy Lawes forget And wickedly combine with those VVho Thee and all that 's good oppose Nor of their deadly Dainties eat But let the Just wound and reprove Such stripes and checks an argument Of their sincere and prudent love Like Odours of a fragrant Sent Pour'd on my head no breaches rent My prayres shall for their safety move Mongst Rocks their Chiefes in ambush lie Yet have my suff'rings understood Our severed bones are scattered by The mouthes of graves like clefts of VVood. Lord save from those that hunt for bloud On Thee with faith I cast mine eye O from their Machinations free That would my guiltlesse Soule betray From those who in my wrongs agree And for my life their engines lay May they by their owne craft decay But let me thy Salvation see PSALME CXLII As the 4 VVIth sighes and cries to God I praid To him my supplication made Pour'd out my teares My cares and feares My wrongs before him laid My fainting spirits almost spent He knew the path in which I went Yet in my way Their snares they lay With mercilesse intent My Eyes I round about me throw None see that will th' Oppressed know No refuge left Of hope bereft Vaine pity none bestow Then unto God I cri'd and said Thou art my Hope and onely Aid The Portion I build upon While with fraile flesh araid O Sourse of Mercy heare my cry Lest I with wasting sorrow die Shield from my foes Who now inclose Since of more strength then I. My Soule out of this Prison bring That I may praise thee O my King VVho trust in thee Shall compasse me And of thy Bounty sing PSALME CXLIII As the 39. LOrd to my cries afford an eare Th' afflicted heare According to thy Equity And Truth reply Nor prove severe for in thy sight None living shall be found upright The Foe my Soule besiegeth round Strikes to the ground In darknesse hath inveloped Like men long dead My mind with sorrow overthrowne My heart within me stupid growne I call to minde those ancient Daies Fill'd with thy praise Thy Works alone possesse my thought With wonder wrought To thee I stretch my zealous Hand Desir'd like raine by thirsty land Part. 2 Approach with speed my Spirits faile Thy Face unveile Least I forthwith grow like to those Whom graves inclose O let me of thy Mercy heare Before the morning Sun appeare My God thou art the onely scope Of all my hope O shew me thy prescribed way Lest I should stray For to thy Throne I raise mine eyes My Soule and all my faculties Save from my Foes to Thee loe I For refuge flie Informe me that I may fulfill Thy sacred Will My God let thy good Spirit lead That in thy paths my Feet may tread O for thy Honour quicken me VVho trust in Thee Out of these Straights for Justice sake Thy Servant take In mercy cut Thou off my Foes Whose hate hath multipli'd my woes PSALME CXLIV As the cxi THE Lord my Strength be onely prais'd The Lord who hath my courage rais'd In doubtfull Battell given me might And skill how to direct and fight My Fautor Fortresse high-built Tower My Rocke Redeemer Shield and Power My onely Confidence who still Subjects my People to my will Lord what is Man or his fraile Race That thou should'st such a vapour grace Man nothing is but vanitie A shadow swiftly gliding by Great God stoope from the bending Skies The Mountaines touch and Clouds shall rise From thence thy winged Lightning throw Rout and confound the flying Foe Stretch downe thy hand which onely saves And snatch me from the furious Waves Free from rebellious Enemies Inur'd to perjuries and lies Their Hands defil'd with fraud and wrong Then will I in a new-made Song Unto the softly-warbling string Of thy Illustrious Praises sing Part. 2 Thou Kings preserv'st hast me preserv'd Even David who thy Will observ'd Free from rebellious Enemies Inur'd to perjuries and lies Foule deeds their violent hands defile Hands prone to treacherie and guile That in their Youth our Sonnes may grow Like Lawrell Groves our Daughters show Like polish't pillars deck't with Gold Which high and Royall roofes uphold Our Magazines abound with Graine Provision of all sorts containe Increasing Flockes our Pastures fill And wel-fed Steeres the Fallowes till That no incursions Peace affright No Armies joyne in dreadfull fight No daring Foe our Walls invest Nor fearefull shriekes disturbe our rest Blest People who in this estate Injoy your selves without debate And happie ô thrice happy they Who for their God the Lord obey PSALME CXLV As the cxi I Still will of thy Glorie sing Thy Name extoll my God my King No day shall passe without thy praise Prais'd while the Sunne his Beames displayes Great is the Lord whose praise exceeds Inscrutable are all his Deeds One Age shall to another tell Thy Workes which so in power excell The Beautie of thy Excellence And Oracles intrance my Senfe Men shall thy dreadfull Acts relate My Verse thy Greatnes celebrate To memory thy Favours bring And of thy noble Iustice sing For in Thee Grace and Pitie live To anger slow swift to forgive All on thy Goodnesse Lord depend Thy Mercies all thy Workes transcend Even all thy Workes shall praise thy Name Thy Saints shall celebrate the same Of thy farre-spreading Empire speake Thy Power to which all Powers are weake To make thy Acts to Mortals knowne And glory of thy awefull Throne Part. 2 Thy Kingdome never shall have end Thy Rule beyond Times flight extend The Lord shall those who fall sustaine And Soules dejected raise againe All seeke from Thee their livelyhood Thou in due season giv'st them food Thy liberall Hand Men Birds and Beasts Even all that live with plenty feasts The Lord is Just in all his VVaies VVho Mercie in his VVorkes displaies Is present by his power with all VVho on his Name sincerely call For he will their desires effect Regard their cries from Foes protect VVho love Him Safetie shall enjoy The Lord the VVicked will destroy My Tongue his Goodnesse shall proclame Man-kinde for ever praise his Name PSALME CXLVI As the 29. Halelu-jah O My Soule praise thou the Lord Whilst thou liv'st his praise record Whilst I am eternall King I will of thy praises sing O no hope in Princes place Trust in none of humane race Who can give no helpe at all Nor prevent his proper fall VVhen his parting breath expires He againe to Earth retires Ev'n in that uncertaine day All his thoughts with him decay Happy he whom God protects He on whom his Grace reflects Happy he who plants his trust On the onely Good and Just He who Heavens blew Arch displai'd He who Earths Foundation laid Spread the Land-imbracing Maine Made what ever all containe True to what his Word profest He revengeth the opprest Hungry Soules with food sustaines And unbinds the