Who when Thou Lord in wrath do'st on him frown His very Soul is with the heavy weight press'd down III. Make his the Portion of my Enemies Who in their cursed rage contrive To slay my Soul when Thou would'st have it live That they may see by this their sad surprise It was not only me but Thee they did despise IV. Let those who wish my hurt and would rejoyce As senseless of my misery Be like to conquer'd troops which scatt'red fly And with confusion tremble at the noise That 's rais'd by their own fear and mighty Enemies voice V. For a reward let such be driven away And quite astonish'd may they find No hopes of comfort to relieve their mind Who at my griefs in sport triumphing say This is as we would have it be Aha! Aha! VI. But on Thy People make Thy Face to shine Let them from fears be alwayes free Except it be fears of offending Thee The sacred Flame their heart shall so refine That now their joy shall only be that they are Thine VII Such as to Thy Salvation burn in love Let them perpetual praises sing And with rejoycing this their Off'ring bring With such Expressions let them forward move Our God be magnify'd on Earth and Heav'n above VIII But I am poor and needy much distress'd Wherefore O Lord make haste to me For all the Springs of Mercy are in Thee And can I want while I upon Thee rest Whose Word alone commands deliv'rance to th' Opprest IX Thou in whom all my confidence do's lye My help and hope in my distress Let not my Misery make Thy Pow'r be less On Thee I wait to Thee O God I fly Make haste and be Thou on the Wing as well as I Psalm LXXI In te Domine speravi non eonfundar c. I. THou art my hope O God in whom I trust Let not my Confidence procure me shame But save me in Thy Truth for Thou art Just And in my great escape consult Thy Name Lest those who know Thee not its care should blame To my Complaints and cryes incline Thine Ear And by Thy Help make me assur'd that Thou dost hear II. Be Thou my Rock where till the Storm is past Above the Floods I may securely stand Thy promis'd aids for me send out at last Who art my Rock at Sea my Fort at Land And by Thine save me from my Enemies hand The bloody hands of fierce and cruel Men And all their shafts on their own heads return again III. For Thou O Lord my ancient hope hast been And from my youth I have Thy Mercies known Thy Power was in my first conception seen When from the Womb Thou did'st Thy Servant own And thence He into Thy great arms was thrown Praise is the least that I can offer Thee For all the care which then and since Thou took'st of me IV. But Lord despis'd I 'me made the scorn of all A greater Wonder Now than heretofore Yet still Thou art my God on whom I call My Magazeen where 's laid up all my store Nor till Thou sav'st me will I give Thee o're And then my Song shall glory in Thy Praise And I 'll both honour and admire Thee all my dayes V. Now that I 'm Old my God and feeble grown And both my eyes and strength together fail Leave me not now by them to be o'rethrown Who with continuall plots my life assail And or to dye resolve or to prevail Who say We 'll fight o'recome pursue and take And him whom God ha's left Our Slave Captive make VI. Thou who all this and more then this dost hear Make haste to help me and no longer stay Let those who thought Thee farr off find Thee near When in consuming flames they melt away And to Eternal Wrath are made a prey Let shame Reproach and Scorn their Portion be And all the snares their malice had design'd for me VII Then to Thy Name I 'll make new Songs of Praise By this experience taught to doubt no more Recount of Thy great Wonders all my dayes And of Thy Righteous Mercies boundless store Which I sufficiently can ne'r adore By Thine own Power I 'll of Thy Power rehearse And make Thy Righteousness the subject of my Verse VIII Thou from my Infancy hast made me see Thy Wond'rous Works which I abroad have shown Now that I 'm Old continue them to me That I may perfect what I have begun And tell Posterity what Thou hast done How great Thy Bounty is How great Thy Love Like whom there 's none below like whom there 's none above IX Great and sore troubles for Thy hand I 've born But know Thou wilt restore my joyes again And when from death Thou shalt my Soul return Thy Comforts shall exceed my present pain And on my Throne I shall be fixt again Shall to my Harp of all Thy Favours sing Who art the Holy God my Hope and Israel's King X. The joy that 's in my heart my mouth shall speak And all my Life be one continu'd Song My Soul whose wringing fetters Thou did'st break Shall find or make its passage by my tongue And think no time for Thy great praise too long For Thou to th' Earth my Enemies hast thrown And in Thy Wrath on them Thy Care of me made known Psalm LXXII Deus Judicium tuum Regi c. I. GReat God Thy Judgements to Our Soveraign give And let His Throne like Thine abide May the Young Prince before Thee live And on His Enemies necks in Triumph ride Put on His head Thy Righteous Crown And to His Fathers glorys add Thy own II. Then shall He judge the People and dispense That Justice which He has receiv'd To Him the Poor shall look and thence Have both their miseries pitty'd and reliev'd The Needys Cause He shall maintain And on their Enemies turn their wrongs again III. So shall the barren Clifts with shouts resound And all the little Hills rejoyce The Valleys from the lower ground Shall thence receive the Image of the Voice Sweet Peace on every Hill shall raign And Justice once more guide the humble Plain IV. Whilst time can measure it His Rule shall last And when even that shall be no more When Time it self expir'd is cast I' th' Urn that had all dust but his before No Ages left to count it by It shall be measur'd by Eternity V. And as soft rains on the mow'd grass come down And give the Meads a second Spring As show'rs are to a Land new sown Which swell the Seed and help it forth to bring Making the Fields all fresh and gay Such shall his Gover'ment do but more than they VI. Peace and Her fruits shall prosper in His dayes And under His Auspicious Raign The Palm shall flourish and the Bayes And Justice to the Earth return'd again To Heav'n no more be forc't to go But with Him keep Her Residence below VII His far stretch'd sway Nature alone can bound
Faithfull be And keep the Laws transmitted here to Thee Their Throne like Thine shall stand and be as Great VII For I have Sion made my Rest The place which I of all the World love best My house for ever where I choose to dwell All Her Provisions I will bless And thence Her poor shall look for their increase And when they see it wonder how it fell VIII There shall her Priests my Praises sing And with Loud Shouts My Saints their Offrings bring The Horn of David there I 'll make to bud An Horn of Plenty full and green Where some New blossoms ever shall be seen Whose fruit's as generous as the root is good IX There for my King I 'll set a light My eye shall make it burn and keep it bright Obscurity shall on His Foes be cast Cover'd with shame they shall ly down But on His head I 'll put a glorious Crown And I who put it on will hold it fast Psalm CXXXIII Ecce quam bonum quam c. I. BLest day wherein I live to see The Tribes like Brethren all agree Like Brethren striving who shall my best Subjects be II. God has by them restor'd my Crown And they secur'd what was their Own For what on me they pour'd upon themselves fell down III. Th' Annointing Oyl they on me spent On them in Acts of Favour went As if for them as much as me the Oyl was meant IV. Like that which on the High-Priest shed At first it only wet His head But then o're beard and cloaths and all was quickly spred V. Or like those mists which from the Main The sun draws up to send again In dews first on the Hills and then the humble Plain VI. With such th' Almighty loves to dwell And Souls agreed His Praise can tell How on them blessings when on others vengeance fell Psalm CXXXIV Ecce nunc benedicite c. I. PRaise Him Ye Servants of th' Eternal King Who alwayes in His Temple stay Till your loud songs the cheerful Morning bring And having chas'd the Night away Call to attend your Sacrifice the rising day II. And as you praise Him let your thankfull hands Their part in all the Service bear They have their language which He understands Though none beside their voice do's hear For them reserves His eye and for your lips His Ear III. The Lord from Sion on Thy Borders reign Showers like that Heav'n which sends them free Return Thy Blessings on Thee back again Let them Thine own and greater be That Gods who Heav'n and Earth did make all for Thee Psalm CXXXV Laudate nomen Domini c. I. YE Servants of th' Immortal King His Masters of request below To whom when We our just Petitions bring Immediately to Heav'n they go And by your means who there attend I' th' flames which burn the Sacrifice ascend To His Great Name which He delights to raise Though far above your reach direct your Praise II. There 's none like Him so full of love On whom you can your praise bestow And if great Goodness can affection move Then praise His Name for that is so For Jacobs seed He gave His voice And plac'd His Treasure where He made His choice So great that none can contradict His will But when they most resist it most fulfill III. His Pleasure Heav'n and Earth obey And Laws which He first gave them keep He chains the Sea and bounding sands do's lay For mighty fetters on the Deep Causes thick vapours to ascend And in one cloud moist Hail and fire do's blend Out of His Treasures brings th' unruly wind And Captive Tempests with strong Cords do's bind IV. In Egypt when He did begin Thus He their First Born would not spare The Beasts were punisht for their Masters sin Under the Curse because they were His Wonders God before Him sent And thither afterwards in Person went Egypt Thou saw'st His hand i' th mid'st of Thee When Pharaoh who did bear it Would not see V. He mighty Kingdoms overthrew Scattred their Forces slew their Kings And Victory which abroad at Pleasure flew Made serve at home without her wings Sehon and Ogg before Him fell In whose Possessions Faithfull Israel dwell That Promised Land which He their Fathers gave Who from that gift their surest Title have VI. Eternal God like Thee Thy Name Endures to all Eternity And as Its Power is constantly the same So shall Its just Memorial be For Thou wilt for Thy People rise Subdue and Scatter all their Enemies That under yoaks they shall no more remain But to Thy House and City be restor'd again VII Dumb Idols shall not Thee withstand Nor thousand Gods fond men adore For all though fashion'd by the Workmans hand Remain the Clay they were before Dull Clay which neither sees nor hears Though Art has given them eyes and made them ears Most Easy Gods to whom when any cry They therefore grant because they can't deny VIII Without or Speech or breath or sense Though they of All the Organs have In vain is help to be expected thence Where 's not enough themselves to save Blind Deities but blinder they Who knowing it to their own Work will pray Ne're thinking that it cannot to them turn And that one fire will god and Incense burn IX But Thou O Israel Bless Thy Lord O House of Aaron bless His Name And you who serve at th' Altar by His Word With coales from thence encrease your Flame Let joy in every Face appear And bless the Lord whom you have made your Fear From Sion bless Him who reigns King above But at Jerusalem is The God of Love Psalm CXXXVI Consitemini Domino Quoniam c. I. OPraise The Lord for He is Good And let the World His love adore For though His Power may aw them more His Love guards those who are by that withstood His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure II. Praise Him who o're all gods do's reign The God of Gods of Kings the King To whom all Thrones this Homage bring What He first gave them to resign again His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure III. All that We see His hand has done Who makes His Mighty Power appear With wonder strikes us and with fear For His own sake He did it and alone His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure IV. He made the Heav'ns that glorious space Which has no bound and knows no end Whose greatness man can comprehend As little as that God who made the Place His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure V. The Flood at first hid all the Land Till He rais'd it above the Flood Where it unmov'd e're since has stood He stretcht it out by reaching out His hand His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure VI. The Lamps of Heav'n ow all their light To Him who caus'd them first to shine He on them
he bear Thy light If his own dazles Thyne will strike him blind III. Thou shalt destroy him and his lying tongue Shall to himself alone do all the wrong That blood of other men which he has shed Shall justly fall on his own head Whilst to Thy Temple I will come with praise And make Thy love the subject bee Whence I 'll take wing to mount to Thee And in my flight tow'rds Heav'n Thy glory raise IV. O bring me thither and make strait my way And let me see the snares my Enemies lay Be Thou my guide that I the path may know And lead me where I ought to go I dare not trust them though they seem to bless For even their flatteries poyson have Their tongue is death their throat the grave Wicked their hands their heart is wickedness V. Destroy them Lord but not by Thy right hand That signal justice from their own command By their own secret counsels let them fall And send those plagues for which they call In their transgressions let them be o'rethrown Burst with that pride with which they sweld For against Thee they have rebell'd And let the Curse they suffer be their own VI. But let all those who trust in Thee rejoyce And where their hearts are lift on high their voice Let them be fearless who adore Thy Name Preserv'd by their own heavenly flame For Thou all times the Righteous wilt defend Thy mighty Power shall be his shield Never o'recome hene're shall yield But certain Conquest shall his arms attend Psalm VI. Domine ne in furore tuo c. I. LOrd in Thy wrath rebuke me not Nor in thy fury chasten me For such weak things that furnace is too hot And by my clay no more endur'd can be Than my injustice and repeated wrongs by Thee II. Uphold me Lord for I am weak Whil'st Thou Thy hand dost on me lay My bones are shaken and my heart will break Heal me with Speed and take Thy hand away Or let me know how long and I 'll with patience stay III. Return and for Thy Mercy sake My Soul from this affliction save O now some pitty on thy servant take For Thou in death canst not Thy praises have But they and I shall be forgotten in the grave IV. I weary out the day with sighes And when that 's done the night with tears So vast a deep comes rolling from my eyes That down its tyde my bed it almost bears Yet though it wash my couch it cannot drown my fears V. My eyes are hollow and decayd And from their windows hardly see Quite buried in the graves my tears have made They only shew where they were wont to be So that what age to others grief has done to me VI. But hold why do I thus complain Like one whom God do's never hear For God has heard me and I 'll pray again Avoid Profane avoid least while yo' are near That wickedness which hardens yours should stop His ear VII The Lord has heard me and my tears Have found acceptance in His eyes My sighes already have blown o're my fears And scatter'd with their breath my Enemies So let them fly with shame all who against me rise Psalm VII Domine Deus meus noster c. I. ALmighty God to Thee for help I cry And on Thy Power alone rely Thou hast preserv'd me and once more Thy ancient favours I implore The same which Thou hast granted heretofore Thy hand has rais'd me when brought low In my distress Thou didst Thy mercy show May that strong hand which rais'd me then defend me now Lord from my Enemy deliver me And let my flight from him be but to Thee II. Shouldst Thou withdraw or not let me come near My Soul he would in pieces tear Just like a Lyon having found His helpless prey who looks around And only with his eyes gives the first wound But when he sees the guards are gone And shepheards scattred he falls boldly on And with his paws do's finish what his eyes begun Such would O Lord my certain ruine be Didst not Thou interpose to rescue me III. Yet Lord if I have done this wicked thing For which they charge me to the King Or if for some unworthy end I did but in my thoughts intend Wretch as I was a mischief to my friend Yea if I have not spar'd my foe Who without any cause of mine was so And when thy hand had given him to me let him go Then let my Enemy take my life away And spurn that honour I so low did lay IV. Lord in Thine anger to my cause arise Against my vengefull Enemies Awake and up in Judgement stand The same which Thou dost me command And take both Scales and Sword into Thy hand Then let the Congregation see That they themselves are blind who fancy Thee Filleted as they feign and make their Justice bee Return Thou therefore for their sakes on high That they may know ther 's in Thy hand an eye V. For Thou indeed art Judge and Lord begin With me when Thou hast purg'd my sin Remember my Integrity And after that Thy servant try Who to Thy Bar do's for just judgement fly That wickedness may have an end When thus to every cause Thou shalt attend And let Thy equall sentence upon all descend I 'm sure to be absolv'd at this debate For He that 's Judge shall be my Advocate VI. God shall the Righteous clear and but delay The Wickeds sentence for a day For every day with him He 's griev'd He is not pardon'd but repriev'd Not into favour but on proof receiv'd And if he turns not to the Lord Out from His mouth shall come the dreadful Word His bow 's already bent and He will whet His sword The instruments of death all furbisht are And for the blow th' Almighty arm 's made bare VII But unconcern'd he travayles with his sin And falshood to the birth do's bring Leaves not till having digg'd a pit He falls himself the first in it A just reward and for the maker fit On his own head his sin returns He feels the weight of his own heavy scorns And in a quenchless fire which he first kindled burns So righteous art Thou Lord so just Thy wayes Thy Name to heav'n do's reach so shall my Praise Psalm VIII Domine dominus noster c. I. SOle Monarch of the World Prince of all Powers Fountain of Beings glorious King Who can enough Thy praises sing Who art the Worlds great Lord as well as Ours Fondly by Verse we strive Thy Name to raise When it already is above our highest praise II. Thou and Thy Name alike are excellent And though we something see below The greatest part we cannot know Glorys which are above the Firmament Heav'ns of heav'ns a mean extent would be And low as hell were they in height compar'd to Thee III. Great as Thou art yet sometimes Thou dost love Some glory
they wish were high With fat their eyes are clos'd around And though still fastned on the ground No conscious marks of guilt do bear Nor view it as their own desert but wish me there VII Just like a Lioness that wayts her prey Urg'd by her young whelps hunger and her own All threatning force aside she seems to lay And try's new plotts when that is useless grown Unto some shady Covert flyes And there as dead or dying lyes That if her scent infect the wind She may her self appear the prey she there would find VIII But rise O God and disappoint his rage And where himself has vow'd there let him fall May he no longer Thy great power engage Nor against Thine with Thy own arms prevail The Sword he brandishes is Thine Thou guid'st his hand and mak'st that shine Without Thy help he could not be Or thus Thy seeming friend or thus my Enemy IX This portion here below the Wicked have The World and all it 's boundless stores are theirs Though when they once descend into the grave They All behind them leave and Children heirs But my great Portion is to come When happy death shall bring me home When I shall in Thy sight appear And to Thine Image chang'd be with Thy Son Coheir Psalm XVIII Diligam te Domine Fortitudo c. I. LORD I will love Thee and Thy mighty praise My humble Song to Heaven shall raise Thou art my Rock my strength my Power My God my Help and ever just My Buckler Fortress and strong Tower Who hast been always and shalt always be my trust To Thee the Spoyls I consecrate Which by thy hand I from my Enemies took That when in time to come I on them look Thinking how in their ruin Thou preserv'dst my state And those remains of Trumph see I may new Trophies dress to Thee Who only sav'dst and only worthy of my praise canst be II. 'T was the most gloomy day I ever saw And Death in all its horrid shapes stood by Trouble without within dispair did ly And not content by drops my blood to draw And leave when glutted it my heart did gnaw That sensibly I could perceive my self to die Hell compass'd me with all her waves Enlarg'd her mouth and thence did throw In pitchy streams her terrors and the graves That by its train death might more dreadfull show And I before hand all its cruelties might know Before it lay devouring cares Envys distrusts and bands of snares Suspicious jealousies and fears Chains and imprisonment a wretched life Beyond the reach of fancy or belief With which around 't was block'd so fast That thousand deaths must first be past E're one could touch the Blest and Happy One at last III. What to resolve or what to do Which way to turn or where to go I had no friend to tell me nor my self did know At last to Heav'n I look'd and there A passage for my flight did see The Coast all empty wide and clear But who on high my Soul could bear Or give me wings that I might thither flee And then aloud to God I cry'd And in my trouble made a noyse Anguish did help to raise my voyce And heard I would be though I were deny'd Lord bow Thyne ear said I to mee Or suffer that my prayers ascend to Thee And up I sent them with a gale of sighs That sooner than my thought had pierc'd the skyes And entrance found or made to His ears Whil'st I too slow to follow with mine eyes Reflecting ever on my fears Could only their desir'd return expect in tears IV. I lookt not long e're th' Earth began to shake The Rocks to tremble and the Hills to quake And to attest the presence of its God Who to the Judgment on a Cherub rode The World its fixt foundation did forsake Out from His nostrils a thick smoak did go And from His mouth devouring fire Which more impetuous as it large did grow And made the Heav'ns almost with th' heat expire He bow'd the Heav'ns and then came down Under his feet chain'd Darkness lay And tempests that no will but His will own In hast flew on before to make Him way He follow'd close and their slow pace did chide Bid them with greater speed and swiftness ride And that He dreadfull might appear Yet not consume till got more near Dark waters and thick clouds His face did hide V. Such His Pavilion such the secret place To which His Glory did retire But yet how thick so e're the covering was The waters could not quench nor clouds conceal the fire But it through both did force its way And all the louder thunders calls obey In thunder God aloud from Heav'n did call And made His voyce o're all the World be heard Hayl-stones and coles of fire did at it fall Hail-stones coles of fire which those who slighted thunder fear'd These were the poyson'd arrows which He threw In vain with Heav'n they saw it was to fight And since so swift it did their guilt pursue As vain thought all their flight And it was truly curse enough to see the light VI. Then were the Channels of the Ocean seen And Earths foundations did appear Never so low before the Sun had been Or saw the wonders which he met with there And down he stoopt his watry bed to view Which he till then ne're truly saw or knew And scarce behev'd that what he saw was true At thy rebuke O God it open stood And the same breath which made did part the Flood To Heav'ns high Vault the waves did rise And threatned all to break upon my head But I prevented them with shrieks and cries And from that deep Thou didst thy servant lead Which as the billows saw more fraid thau I away they fled VII God from my Enemies my life did save And those who were too strong for me subdu'd No sooner could I his assistance crave But with my prayers I saw my help renew'd That weakness which my foes did most enrage And to the certain prey did call Was my best argument His power t' engage Who did unlook'd for on them fall And found a way to conquest when they thought they 'd stopt up all To a large plain he brought me our Where I might see His wonders all about And by new tryalls His sure mercies prove He rescu'd me because I was His love The Justice of my Title did defend And on my head set fast the Crown His wonted goodness to me did extend And recompensing what my hands had done Their innocence both witness'd rewarded with His own VIII He saw how constantly I kept His way And ne're to th'beaten roads of sin withdrew How I His Judgments did obey And all His Laws before me lay To be my guides least I should stray And when I fail'd how I my Cov'nants did renew From my own sin my self I kept And found acceptance in His sight He rais'd me up
and held me when I slipt And I before Him counted was upright So that forgetting what I did My Sins He only not His Mercies hid My righteousness did recompense And both approv'd and crown'd my Innocence For like Thy self O God Thou dost impart Most just rewards to every mans desert And what he is to Thee to Him again Thou art Mercy dost on the mercifull bestow And with the Righteous art upright Thy purity the perfect know For thou alone first mad'st them so And to perfection by Thy strength they grow But those who scorn Thee Thou as much dost slight Bring'st down high looks the Poor dost raise And Thy afflicted land to save Hast helps as different as Thy ways And those as many from it as Death has to the grave IX 'T was Thou who mad'st my darkness bright And from the pit did'st bring me back Restor'dst what I despair'd to see the light And that I should no beauties lack Did'st add new glories from Thine own great sight By Thee I Nations have subdu'd Conquering when I their troops but only view'd And Victory as much as them pursu'd Through arms I follow'd her o're Forts and Walls Nor till possess'd would give her o're Her flight but forc'd me on the more And anew made me help implore Of Him who gives it those whom he to battle calls The mighty God whose way is just And Word like Silver try'd But more than silver puriry'd The Widows and the Orphans trust Who never aid to them who wanted it deny'd The mighty God who only is the Lord And as a Rock on high has set His Word From whence He has made bare His Arm and flaming sword With that I girded was to th' fight More fatal than Goliabs and more right For 't was in war my Sword surer than Parthian shaft in flight X. For flye I did but 't was like them to overcome My feet were Hinds both to o'retake and bring me home I saw and wounded from afarr God taught my hands the subtle arts of Warr And gave them strength a bow of Steel to draw And brake a barr of Iron as if it were but straw His Shield protected me His Discipline Both held me up and guarded round my head Above me made new glories shine And for my footsteps Palms and Laurels spread Which having thence a larger compass gain'd O're all the plains secure from sliding reign'd And then once more to th' Camp I went And with new heat my En'mies did assail Their flight could not my hand prevent But certain death it after sent That both pursu'd o'retook and did prevail Down to the Earth but never more to rise I by Thy strength did hurle them to the ground My own could not their force confound But Thine did guide and bless my Victories And now my Song Thy praises shall resound To Thee I will Thy right resign And since Thou didst my Triumphs meet And put my En'mies necks below my feet Those Laurels which Thy conduct has made mine By Thine own purchase my present shal again be Thine XI Small as the dust I to the empty wind Them and their pride together did expose A while they mounted but fell where they rose Again with mire and common dirt were joyn'd Like dross cast out and never more with fire to be refin'd They cry'd for help but none would save To God but He attended not Whil'st to my prayers He gracious answers gave And for me kept those Honours He had got In Civil Warrs preserv'd me safe at home Made me abroad fierce Nations overcome Who heard no sooner of my Name But to submit their Empires came And by accepting me to be their King encreas'd their Fame With them came people quite unknown And from my hand each Prince receiv'd a Crown Which he more gloried in and valued than his own When those who yielded not yet hop'd by flight To scape the shame they got in fight My lustre only made more bright And like thick darkness scattred at th'approach of morning light XII Blest be that God who this has done My shield my Rock whose mighty hand At once aveng'd me and subdu'd my En'mies land And when to Hell He threw them down My head not only rais'd but did with mercy crown Who from the violent man deliver'd me And from his Throne made me the subject Nations see My Laws and their own Kingdoms take upon the knee Therefore to Him alone my Verse I 'l raise And what I sing the Heathen teach His praise That They as well as I may know and fear His ways I 'l tell the glories which to Him belong How great His Power His arm how strong And this shall be the bearing of my Song 'T was He that gave deliv'rance to our King Who did to David mercy show And from that never failing Spring Will cause new blessings on his seed to overflow Psalm XIX Coeli enarrant gloriam Dei c. I. THat boundless space we see above The Heav'ns where all the Stars their courses run Where greatest Stars have room enough to move And seem but points to th' vast Expansion The Heav'ns whose Arms the World embrace Which o're our heads under our feet do go And alike neer themselves make every place Their great Creators glory show The mighty God who by His powerfull hand At first did make and with His Word does bid them stand II. His Will gives Laws unto the day Makes darkness in its turn succeed the Light Both light and darkness His commands obey And by alternate powers rule day and night Through the whole World their Line is gone All Nations do their language understand Nor was there ever savage Nation known Who in them could not read His hand In their own tongues all read what 's written there For Heav'n alone 's the Universal Character III. From thence God makes His Sun to shine Which like a Bridegroom from his bed does rise Blushes at first but then looks gay and fine And with his lustre dazles our weak eyes At first he gently seems to move And Heav'ns steep hill in state walks up but when Mid-day is toucht like 's own beams from above To th' Earth he shoots himself again From East to West round the whole world does wheel And makes dull minerals unseen his influence feel IV. These Works of Thine we see below And in them Thy great Wisdom all adore But by Thy Law we come our selves to know And what we oft have heard t' experience more Just as Thy self are all Thy Wayes Thy Statutes and Commandments pure and right Teaching us how we should exalt Thy praise One gives us joy the other light To Thee they all direct our Leaders are And where Thou art not only bring but fix us there V. The Fear of God true pleasure is Is always clean is always full of love Opens the way to an eternall bliss And by its constancy its truth does prove Unjust that sentence cannot
my Prayer Least if Thou art now Seas are high The Floods away my confidence should bear And I beswallow'd up by the next wave My God be not a Rock to hear though Thou art one to save II. The voyce of my Petitions hear When I for help to Thee shall cry Let my hands feel that Thou art near Though I unable am Thy Face to spy Hear me when tow'rds Thy Oracle I pray And as I thither look be pleas'd to cast one glance this way III. Number me not with the Unjust And those who study to do wrong On whom if any poor man trust Their heart is warr though peace be in their tongue Let equal punishments pursue their sin And may their just rewards be as their base deserts have been IV. They never mind what Thou hast done Nor what Thy mighty hands can do What wonders Thou hast for me shown And for me wilt continue still to show But they shall see them and consum'd with pain Into the lowest pit descend to view it thence more plain V. Blest be that God who bow'd His ear To those requests I to Him made He is my shield my strength my spear And was my help when I unto Him pray'd On Him I trusted and in Him rejoyce My Heart that 's gone before to Heav'n I 'l follow with my Voice VI. He is their Shield His strength their Spear Who on Him for those Arms depend The Lords Anointed need not fear For God who is His King supplies will send O save the People who indeed are Thine Feed them and Lord lift up their head as Thou hast rais'd up mine Psalm XXIX Afferte Domino Filii Dei c. I. YOu whom your birth for Scepters has design'd Whom God has blest with wealth to guard your birth From Sons has made you Lords of th' Earth And on yours stampt the Portraict of His minde Your Scepters to Him yield they are His due Who only to serve Him first gave them You. II. He is your King and though you reign below You are but Vassals to His Throne above Your fear do's your dependance prove And when He speaks before Him you all bow When from above He thunders all your Powers Scatter like Clouds and melt away in showers III. He thunders from above and with the noyse Whether they will or no makes Seas to hear For at His Word they all croud near Exalted up to Heav'n by His great Voyce A voyce which sure is full of Majesty When sluggish Seas are by it rais'd so high IV. Affrighted Libanus begins to heave Like his own Cedars trembles they all quake Their roots as much as branches shake And both look which should first the other leave Like a young heifer Syrian starts away But do's through fear what that is wont at play V. From Heav'n it came a Fire before it went Consuming Fire behinde brought up the rear That all might see as well as hear And by the Message know from whom 't was sent Kades did at the Clap bow down his head And whom all fear'd his frighted Lions fled VI. The fearfull Hinde hearing the thunder roar Cast her untimely Calf with speed to fly And thinking by this shot to dy Forgot the Dogs her only dread before The Lightning made the gloomy Forest bright And what the Sun could not display'd at night VII The whole World is Gods Temple all things bow Before His Footstool and recount His praise All in their place His glory raise And unto man by theirs his duty show Lightning and Thunder to serve Him contend And His great charge proclaim to th' Earths wide end VIII Upon the Floods He sits Floods to Him bring Their gifts and humbly at his feet lay down Their Spoyls as Customs to His Crown And worship Him as their puissant King He stills their noyse and God who raging Seas Stills with a word shall give His people Peace Psalm XXX Exaltabo te Domine c. I. MY God I will to Thee give praise Because Thou hast exalted me Thou from the grave my life did'st raise And now my Song shall honour Thee When against me my foes did come And shar'd the prey and in their minds led home Their Captives Thou appeard'st and would'st not let them overcome II. 'T was then that to my God I cri'd And He who wounded made me whole All other helps which I had try'd Did but afflict not ease my Soul Even then He me did keep alive My ransom'd life did from the grave reprieve And a new Lease when I had forfeited the old did give III. O ye His Saints sing to His Name His Holiness with thanks record Thence take new fewel to your flame Sing Holiness unto the Lord His wrath a moment may remain But love shall make the storm a calm again And give a life as free from danger as it is from pain IV. Trouble and grief may last all night And to its dismal shade add theirs But when the morning brings the light Darkness shall scatter and my fears And as the Sun which guilds the day Out from the briny Ocean makes his way My Sun which breaks through tears shall brighter shine and look more gay V. Fixt on my Throne with mercy crown'd Unmov'd like some huge Rock I stood Me thoughts with pleasure I look'd round And saw my feet kiss'd by the flood Sure now I 'm past all fear I said Thy favour Lord my Rock so strong had made Others may well of me but I of none can be afraid VI. But as I thus express'd my pride Forgetting Him who made me so Thou Lord Thy face didst from me hide And then I came my self to know Trouble and pain no certain ground Which way so e're I look'd new griefs I found And the same floods which kiss'd my feet before my head surround VIII Then to Thee Lord again I cry'd What profit is there in my blood If in the pit I must abide Can Thy praise there be understood Shall the grave praise Thee or declare Thy Truth and Mercy what their glories are The grave which is as senseless as the dust that 's buryed there VIII Hear me O God and mercy show Unto my Help Thy self come down My God has heard me and I know Bv this He will His servant own To laughter He has turn'd my tears With gales of joy has blown away my fears And He who mourn'd now a Triumphant Robe and Laurel wears IX For this I will Thy praises sing And never in them silent be My glory shall its Anthem bring And faint not while 't is praising Thee Thy Mighty Power the ground shall give My noblest skill to manage it shall strive And when I cease my God to praise Thee let me cease to live Psalm XXXI In te Domine sper avi non confundar c. I. THou art my hope O God in whom I trust Let not my confidence procure me shame But save me in Thy Truth for
Thou art Just And in my great escape consult Thy Name Least those who know it not Thy care should blame To my complaint and cries incline Thine ear And by Thy help make me assur'd that Thou dost hear II. Thou art my Rock where till the storm is past Above the floods I shall securely stand At Sea a Rock where all my safety 's plac'd And a strong Tower and Arsenall at land O bring me thither by Thine own Right hand Guide me my God who only art my strength And by the pleasures of the way deceive its length III. Remove the snares which for my feet are laid Thou to whose hands my spirit I resign Of all I am the purchase Thou hast made And so redeem'd I can be only Thine And what 's Thy love or Hatred shall be mine Lyars and their fond vanities I hate But trust in Thee who hast preserv'd my life and state IV. In Thee will I be glad in Thee rejoyce Who hast my troubles seen and heard my cryes To th' Songs my heart begins I 'll tune my Voice And count of all Thy glorious Victories And on their wings to Heav'n in Triumph rise I 'll sing how for me Thou mad'st bare Thy hand And set me in a place where round I might command V. This Thou hast done and these Thy Works I 'll praise But yet my troubles have not their full end Fears and continual snares surround my wayes And grief to th' Earth my soul so low do's bend That scarce in sighs I can to Heav'n ascend Consum'd with care my bones and life decay And in my wasted flesh unwillingly do stay VI. On my wing'd groans away my years do fly And for my sins my strength do's fail Nor am I only scorn'd by my ' Enemy But friends with whom my sorrows should prevail With scoffs he thought too sharp my life assail A Feast I 'm to my own and those who see My miseries afar off less fly the plague than mee VII Like a dead man forgotten in the grave An earthen Vessel all to shivers broke Which Art too late would or repair or save My old acquaintance strangely on me look And tremble as they see me at Thy stroke Traytor the Great ones call me and as so My life they have decreed shall for my treasons go VIII In this sad state to Thee my God I cry Knowing Thou all their Threats canst countermand Their malice by Thy strength I can defie For all my Times are measur'd by Thy hand And in Thy Sacred Roll recorded stand For my deliverance shew Thy Power Divine And for Thine Honours sake upon Thy Servant shine IX Guard me from shame for I have call'd on Thee And make it theirs to whom Thy Name 's unknown Let silence and the grave their portion bee And may all those who on the Just have thrown Reproach find it rewarded with their own Stop lying mouths which use proud things to speak And with their causless envy let them swell and break X. But who enough Thy Goodness can adore Or knows the treasures which thou up hast laid For them who fear Thee in Thy boundless store How glorious they hereafter shall be made O're whom Thy wings already are display'd There shalt Thou hide them from the strife of tongues And on their proudest Enemies return their wrongs XI So was I hid and thus His power have seen Blest be His Name when girt with Foes around He interpos'd Himself and came between In a strong City made me keep my ground And foes too potent for me did confound I 'm lost I said cut off and quite undone Yet when I cry'd was heard by Him I call'd upon XII By my example love Him all His Saints Who for the Faithfull do's so well provide But on the stubborn multiplies restraints His Face for ever from their suit do's hide And on them pours the vengeance they defy'd Chear up all you who on the Lord depend The present Storm in an Eternal Calm shall end Psalm XXXII Beati quorum remissae sunt c. I. HE whose iniquities are purg'd away And he alone indeed is blest Short of True Happiness all others stay And where they cannot have it seek for rest No other path the way to life do's show And only that which leads from sin do's thither go II. Blest is the Man whose faults remitted are To whom the Lord imputes no sin Whose hands are guiltless and Whose heart is clear Without all pure and all refin'd within Whose filthy spots of lust appear no more But now one Royall Purple dyes his Soul all o're III. This when I knew not nor what ease it gave My faults before Thee to confess My grief which could no certain measure have Daily increas'd instead of being less I griev'd indeed and mournfully complain'd Of sins effects ne're thinking that the Cause remain'd IV. Grief and Thy hand upon me night and day Low as the earth did beat me down And all the tears which I had thrown away But dryer left me when their flood was gone Dry as the thirsty earth for want of rain When all the moysture which it gave Heav'n takes again V. At length perceiving all my groans were vain I thought upon some other way To thee I did disclose my sin and pain Thou in return their fury didst allay No sooner I'll confess my sins I said But He who heard forgave them me e're I had pray'd VI. For this shall every Just man thee implore And call when Thou wilt surely hear The Seas which now against him proudly roar May spend their Mouths but never shall come near He is above their reach and shall despise Their greatest rage and scorn them when they highest rise VII Thou art my hiding place my life wilt save And teach me Songs of praise to sing Others who of Thy Wayes no knowledge have Guided my self by Thee I 'll to thee bring Then be not Man more brutish than thy Mule Which thou thy self hast broke and with a Curb canst rule VIII Perpetual sorrows Trouble without ease Is the whole portion of th' Unjust Whil'st thousand Mercies and eternal Peace Encompass those who on th' Almighty trust Mercies and Peace encompass them around With these their feet are stablisht their heads are crown'd IX Rejoyce ye Righteous and shout forth your praise Be glad in Him who is Your King In the Almighty God whose wondrous wayes Give life and spirit to the dullest string He is Your God and Him with praise adore If any to rejoyce have cause sure you much more Psalm XXXIII Exultate Justi in Domino c. I. REjoyce ye Righteous and to God sing praise With all the Numbers Musick can invent The Harp and Lute and ten-string'd instrument And with their sound to Heav'n your voices raise Express your thanks thus and your love And in the Consort joyn with Saints above In Anthems His great Name adore Nothing can please Him better or become you
them say Return your dead To meet the Souls which from them fled And both be sentenc'd for what both together did Into my great Exchequer bring The Debtors whose accounts are giv'n in And who so many Ages have your Pris'ners been Resign O Earth and Skie and Sea your trust Be sure no guilty Criminall you hide But that all come and all be try'd You long enough have unaccounted for their dust But first bring in my Saints who to my barr appeal To me their several Names are known And in my book their labours are set down How they to my just Law did Seal Or with their Sacrifices blood or with their own V. See how they trembling stand Receive the charge and finish the Command And to the great Tribunall bring the shakled band The Prison-gates are open thrown And not till now to their Eternall home Those who mistook the grave for it are truly come The Grave which like an house forsook it self falls down With their own bodies all arise The active dust begins to heave And ask its fellow if it live Scarce daring to believe its ears or eyes A hollow Voice is heard around Of Souls which to the Bodies call Yet wish that neither might be found And till they come would have the Mountains on them fall The Mountains frighted worst of all Would for themselves find shelter under ground The Sea returns her dead and her 's the Sky Which now again from thence like Lightning fly But down to Hell and in eternal flames to ly The whole World is one mighty Street Where Old acquaintance meet And though against their Wills are forc'd to greet Whilst up on high The Judges equall Sentence to declare The Saints are to the Bench call'd from the Barr And guilty Souls by their own Witness cast Expect to have confirm'd at last That sentence which they long before upon themselves had past VI. Attend O Israel to thy God give ear 'T is He who speaks and Him thou ought'st to hear I charge thee not for Thy unfrequent Sacrifice Thy seldom Off'rings and Thy bloodless Vowes That perfumes do so rarely rise And with their clouds meet and obscure the Skies I 'll take no Bullock from Thine house Nor from Thy fold a rank He-Goat For every Forrest and all beasts of note The great who rule the lesser who obâ—y The beasts of Pleasure Service and of Prey Alike are Mine And all the Hills whereon they feed as well as they When Thou by a false Title fondly call'st them Thine They no subjection to thee owe But what my pleasure gave at first And when unto Thy Yoak they bow 'T is not from any Power of Thine but that I 'll have it so Who them to serve for Thy Sin only curst And make them thus their just dependance show Nay Birds themselves whom I gave wings to fly Mount up to Heav'n to come more nigh And the same Homage beasts below they yield on high VII If I were hungry why should I tell Thee When the Earth's fulness all belongs to Me Or if I eat must Thou needs with 't acquainted be Think'st Thou that such gross meats as these Bulls blood or flesh my taste do please And are fit things my anger to appease No Wretched Mortal to the God most High First pay thy vows then send thy praise In thy distress unto Him cry And where it may be alwayes warm an Altar raise Within thy heart where groans and sighs May be the daily Sacrifice For in such Off ' rings He delights These are His solemn and accepted Rites Flames which to Heav'n will surely come And both thy passage thither clear and for thee then make room VIII But to the Wicked the Almighty sayes What hast thou wretch to do with my just Wayes To take my Word into thy mouth Expound my Statutes or declare my Truth As if an Enemy would Trophies to his Conqueror raise Or I from thee get any Praise Who Counsel which thou dost another give Wilt not thy self receive And what thou teachest dost or slight or not believe Who when thou saw'st a Theif didst with him steal His thest didst or partake in or conceal With base Adulterers wert so Didst never use thy tongue a wound to heal But with it made'st a light one two Most Enemy to them who never did thee any wrong And whom thou ought'st to bless hast murder'd with thy tongue I saw all this and held my peace Expecting when thou would'st repent But silence thou didst falsly judge consent Thoughtst me just like thy self and that such ways as these Since they unpunisht scap'd must please But I 'll reprove thee and they all Shall be my Witnesses when I to Judgement call Then thou too late shalt know This patience from my love did flow And dearly pay both for thy sin and my forbearance too IX Remember this you who the Lord forget And yet at last if you are wise return Tempt not those flames which will break out burn And make your Judgement like my Patience great Return e're yet it be too late See how I call see how I wait There 's no repenting in a future state Deliverance then you shall expect in vain And fruitlesly complain When all your grief shall serve but to encrease your pain Return now whil'st you may and now receive Those Mercies which I freely offer freely give And that you may be ever so Now happy live He honours me who offers praise For he exalts mine and I 'll bless his Wayes Will be his refuge till the storm is past And make him on a Rock stand fast Secure him here and to my self will bring him home at last Psalm LI. Miserere mei Deus secundum c. I. THou who art full of bounty and of love The Just and yet the Gracious God Whose Mercy has nor bound nor Period Let my distress Thy pity move Lord for Thy Mercies sake blot out my sin Whose sum less infinite than that has only been II. To Thee I come O cleanse and purge away That filth which do's Thy sight offend Receive with favour those requests I send And give Thy answer when I pray Wash my foul Soul that 's stain'd all o're with sin Without I should be clean if I were so within III. 'T is great I must confess and wondrous foul So ugly that its shape affrights All day it haunts me with me stays whole nights And with new horrors fills my Soul On me it stares and when I turn aside To shun the Fiend I meet it where I thought to hide IV. Against Thee only have I done this thing And to Thy Just award must stand If now upon me Thou shouldst lay Thy hand 'T will not be heavier than my sin Whate're the sentence be I must confess Though sharp that Lord in Justice Thou could'st do no less V. For I in sin was born in sin conceiv'd Full grown in that when but a Childe My Nature and
will He give Nothing that 's good will He from His with-hold He only looks they should uprightly live And for returns expect a thousand fold Lord since to Thine All for the Best shall be Not only give but choose what 's fit for me XI Triumphant General of the Sacred Host Whom all the Pow'rs of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund'ring Legion in each Coast And Mighty Armies listed and in pay Blest is that Man who on Thy Pow'r do's trust Others may only conquer but he must Psalm LXXXV Benedixisti Domine terram c. I. AT length O God Thy People are return'd And now Thy Land enjoyes her Peace For emptiness before she mourn'd And that her rest produc'd no rich encrease Israel to His inheritance is Come And Jacob from Captivity brought home II. Thou hast their sins forgiven and past by Those sins with which they stain'd Thy Land And having hid them from Thine eye Unless it were to help with-held'st Thy hand Thy wrath whereby they were consum'd before Chang'd all to Love ha's flames but burns no more III. Great God who hast been so propitious And made Thine anger thus to cease As Thou hast turn'd Thy self turn us And let this Truce conclude in Happy Peace A Peace which none may dare to violate And from this very day let it bear date IV. Will God be alwayes angry ever chide With them who daily seek His Face And though a while He turn aside Shall not one look revive us and Our Race Shew us Thy Love and Thy Salvation grant Our fulness shall exceed Our former Want V. Attentively what God shall speak I 'll hear And listen what He 'll please to say 'T is just His Saints incline their Ear To that which none can claim so much as They Peace to His People and His Saints He 'll speak If they by Sin do not their Cov'nants break VI. To such His help is nigh and power 's at hand And those who fear Him He will love His Glory shall o'reflow Our land And Truth and Mercy kiss here as above Mercy and Truth never to part shall meet And Peace Her old friend Equity shall greet VII Truth from the Earth shall spring the best increase Our land e're hop'd for or did yield And as it grows up Righteousness The fruit of Heav'n shall meet that of the Field Justice which has the Earth so long forsook Shall dwell where she of late durst hardly look VIII A thousand Blessings God to these shall joyn And only of All Goods the Best The generous Olive and the Vine And recompence with fruit their former rest Righteousness here shall make her constant stay Nor go to Heav'n till she prepare Our Way Psalm LXXXVI Inclina Domine aurem tu am c. I. O Thou who dost th' Afflicted hear From Heav'n O God bow down Thine Eare Never such need as Now Never was I so low Or Thou though never out of call less near II. Preserve the Soul which Thee adores And out that Soul unto Thee poures Thy Servant trusts in Thee In vain let it not bee But let Thy Son O God break through these showers III. Be Merciful to Me O Lord For I depend upon Thy Word To Thee alone I cry To Thee for help I fly Rejoyce Thy Servants Soul and help afford IV. I know O Lord that Thou art Good Thy Mercy is a plenteous Flood The dead Thou mak'st to live And sinners dost forgive May not Thy Pow'r be by my Sin withstood V. But to that Prayer O God attend Which from unfeigned lips I send When troubles compass mee Then will I call on Thee For Thou wilt to those troubles put an end VI. I knew Lord Thou wilt answer Mee And that none else can do but Thee Amongst the Gods there 's none That one can trust upon Nor can their Works to Thine compared be VII Therefore to Thee all lands shall come And to Thy glorious Name fall down For Thou dost wondrous things And art above their Kings Art God alone and all must waite thy doom VIII Teach me the way where I should go The Way of Truth unto me show To that unite my heart That it may never start From Thee Lord as 't is wont with me to do IX Then will I praises to Thee sing And to Thee all my service bring Thy Word for ever more Shall still supply new store Nor will I ever end when I begin X. Thy Mercy to me Lord is great For me from Hell it free has set That Hell which lies so low Where I did hast to go And didst not Thou restrain me should do yet XI The Proud O God against me rise And I have many Enemies But be not Thou my Foe I fear not what they do Who never have set Thee before their eyes XII For of Compassion Thou art full Though I am heartless Lord and dull Gracious Long-suffering Whose Truth and Mercie Spring And with their Streams o're flow my very Soul XIII Dear God at length unto me turn Look how I for Thy absence mourn Srengthen Thy servant Lord According to Thy Word To Thy Hand-maid and Thy Hand-maids Son return XIV Shew me some token of Thy love That shame may in my En'mies move Make hast to succour me And comfort bring with Thee And of Thy servant thus my God approve Psalm LXXXVII Fundamenta ejus in montibus c. I. T Was God himself the ground survey'd Compass'd the Mountains round about Among the Mountains chose This out In Holy Sion His Foundation lay'd And for His service took the Place His Pleasure made II. Glorious City Sacred Place Where God Himself delights to be Glorious things are told of Thee How much Thou dost all Cities else surpass And how the Worlds Great God Thy Mighty Founder was III. Philistia to the Lord is known He reckons up who was born there But none with Sion may compare Nor Ethiopia Tyre nor Babylon For Sion God above all lov'd and made His Own IV. God has establisht Sion fast Himself is both Her Towers and Wall Such and so strong as ne're shall fall Such and so strong as none shall ever waste Till He who was their Builder throw them down at last And when the Grand Inquest is made And God shall write the Nations down First beginning with His Own This Man was born at Sion 't shall be sai'd And for a Bearing to His other Honours lai'd VI. From Sion springs His Pedigree I both His Name and Office know What place He serv'd me in below But by His Birth place He shall numbred bee Where e're mine was let me O Lord belong to Thee Psalm LXXXVIII Domine Deus salutis meae c. I. GReat God whence my Salvation comes alone And who that Great Salvation art Thou day and night hast heard me groan O let Thine Ears at length affect Thine heart To Thee I pray let my Prayer come to Thee Or if that
each other made One Hill is of another Hill afrai'd And melted in the All-consuming Flame expire Where are they Just so shall the Sinner dy Just so consum'd ever consumingly XII I the meanwhile will to my God sing praise Unsearchable in all His Wayes My Meditation of Him shall be sweet And with my Praise I will His Wonders meet His who can Phoenexes from Our cold Ashes raise 'T is God alone whose Mighty Power Shall when the Wicked be no more Refine His Chosen by these flames Give then new and better Names And make them farr more glorious than they were before Arise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and Cheerful Hallelujahs sing Psalm CV Confitemini Domino invocate c. GIve thanks unto Our God and let your Verse Both of His wondrous Acts and praise reherse Let them give life and Numbers to your Song And count the Glorys which to Him belong All you who fear His Name in it rejoice And shew your heart is cheerful by your voice Seek ye the Lord and seek His Mighty Power And never till you see His Face give o're Remember all the Wonders He has done The Words He spake the Signes His hand has shone You who of Abraham the Almighties Friend And of His chosen Jacobs Seed descend He is the Lord His Judgements are abroad And all the World by them shall fear Our God The Word He past is ever in His mind To thousand Ages which are yet behind The Faithful Cov'nant He with Abraham made And unto Isaac with an Oath conveigh'd Confirm'd it then to Jacob for a Law From when now Israel their best Title draw Saying To thee I 'll Canaan give that Happy land And where Thou sojourn'st now Thou shalt command He said it when they were in number few Hardly a Number were but only two Two who were one and strangers forc'd to flee Those Kingdoms which their own should after bee Yet then He suffered none to do them wrong Reprov'd Kings for them as they pass'd along No hurt to my Annoynted said He do Nor vex my Prophets least it fall on you Then on the Land He for a dearth did call To break that staff whose prop before was small The staff of bread that they again might hold He that must sell them bread was by them sold. Sold for a Slave and that in Prison cast Where his bruis'd feet in fetters were kept fast But that He bore the smart t' his Soul did pass When he remembred by whose means it was Till the Word came Joseph good Word for Thee Which prov'd Thee guiltless and which made Thee free The King in haste to loose the Pris'ner sent And though the Messengers too slowly went Made Him high Steward of his house with Power Greater than ever subject had before His Realms submitted to his ruling hand And that his will for Sovereign Law should stand Whether his Princes he in Chains would lay Or teach her wise Men how they should obey Pull down set up controll things as he please Be King in all except the Name and Ease 'T was then that Israel into Egypt came And Jacob sojourn'd in the Land of Ham Where He increas'd and did a Nation grow More numerous than the slaves which kept them so And by Gods blessing did so propagate That whom their Enemies could not hurt they hate New taskes impose and harder bonds contrive And plott their death whom He had say'd should live Hence as Embassadors before He went Moses and Aaron He to Egypt sent To make His wonders in their land be known Who were and had so many of their own He to thick darkness turn'd their Noon day Light And made them feel as well as see their night The Rivers did with Purple Streams abound And the true dye in every Fish was found The Land did princely Frogs unnumbred breed Which lay with Nobles and with Kings did feed He spake the Word and there came Hosts of Flyes Lice reign'd below and they usurpt the skyes He gave them hail for rain and fire for dew Both to o'rethrow and to consume them too Smote all their vines and with the Fatal Stroke What hail and Lightning spar'd the Thunder broke Then came up armed Locusts and their train In such great bands ne're to be seen again And what was left by all the plagues before Swept clean away and the whole Land run o're At last th' Almighty when this would not do Came down Himself and Egypts First-born slew And for the Time that Israel there did stay They pay'd themselves before they went away Took with them Egypts Silver and its Gold By great as it was Lent them and untold A way they went more Lusty and more Strong Than when at first they came Thousands for One. And when they went Egypt rejoyc'd to hear Their parting whom She always saw with fear Thus freed a Cloud did their great journy show And in the Cloud which lead their way they go A Cloud by day when all Heav'n else was bright But that obscur'd a dancing Flame by night And as they pass'd and murmur'd there for meat He gave them Quayles and Angels bread to eat Open'd the Rock which kept the Waters in And turn'd its flinty bowels to a spring A spring whose streams in Rivers did run o're And follow'd close the Camp which marcht before His servant Abraham to His Minde did come His Cov'nant what it was and made with whom So He their Hosts did out of Bondage bring Whilst by the Way they did His Praises sing Brought them to Labours which were not their own And Loaded Harvests that they had not sown To Canaan thence to be remov'd no more But hold of Him who was their Lord before Keeping such Lawes such services to do As by His Covenants He had bound them to Hallelujah Psalm CVI. Confitemini Domino quoniam c. SIng to the Lord for He alone is Good His mercies sure for ever so have stood But who their Verse can to His Glory raise Or as His Acts deserve shew forth His Praise Thrice happy they who His Commandments Love And by their Constancy their service prove On me unworthy wretch O God look down And grant those favours which Thou shewst Thine Own That I may tast how good 't is to be Thine And in the Undersong to bless Thee join Lord we have sinn'd we and Our Fathers too And what they vilely did as vilely do In Egypt they could not Thy Wonders see As if its night had drawn a veile o're Thee They minded not the signes Thou there didst show And thence but to provoke Thee more did go Provoke Thee at the sea the Red sea where Thou brought'st them down to make Thy hand appear Yet then God sav'd them for His own Names sake That like their sins His Power He known might make He stroke the Sea the Sea asunder broke Its Christall could not bear th' Almighty stroke And as
thâ—ir bodies ly And there 's as little hope as in their eye Chorus M. Then to the Lord in their distress they cry'd They cry'd aloud and he did hear And though His Face He seem'd to hide By His great hand declar'd that He was near For when in vain they had look'd all about And saw no help tow'rds Him they look'd were brought out Versus Resp. He broke their Chains asunder sett them free And made their Irons a new Bearing be From darkness freed them where they once did sit Not from Death only but the shade of it Chorus Omnium Let all the Earth th' Eternal Bounty praise And talk of all that He has done How Truth and Mercy are His Wayes To the whole World as well as to His Own For gates of Bars against Him could not stand But open fell Iron prov'd stubble to His Hand Versus III. Those Foolish sinners who in sottish Love Consume their Age neglecting that above Are justly punish'd for their fond disdain And have for all their love no love again How do they pine away and loath their meat Feeding their passion more the less they eat To sullen rocks lament as if the grones Which tear their breasts would pierce the sensless stones But all in vain those meanes but fruitless prove One Death alone can end their Lives and Love Chorus M. Then to the Lord in their distress they cry'd They cry'd aloud and he did hear And though His Face He seem'd to hide By His great hand declar'd that He was near For when in vain they had look'd all about And saw no help tow'rds Him they look'd were brought out Versus Resp. He sent His Word which did refine their love No more on Earth but plac'd it all above 'T was a disease no longer knew no pain But for the love it gave had love again Chorus Omnium Let all the Earth th' Almighty Bounty praise And talk of all that He has done How Truth and Mercy are His Wayes To the whole World as well as to His Own And let all those who by His Goodness live The hearts He thus has chang'd an Offering to Him give Versus IV. They who into the Sea in Ships go down And seek by Wayes they know not lands unknown Who make the untrac'd Ocean be their Road Which with their keels they tear and burdens load They in the Deep His dreadfull Wonders see Of which themselves as great as any bee How He commands the stormes and do's unbinde The airy fetters of the strugling Winde Out they all tumble and the rough Sea invade Which now their scorn as much as sport is made To Heav'n lift up its floods as if to call Help thence but e're 't is come down let them fall Low as their depth whiles the scar'd passingers Look every wave should drown them and their fears Stagger like drunken Men reel to and fro Their feet less steady than their Vessels go And in their teeth the Winds their sighs do send Making them e're the storms at their Witts end Chorus M. Then to the Lord in their distress they cry'd They cry'd aloud and He did hear His Face the Tempest could not hide Nor raging Seas or dull or stop His Eare For when in vain they had look'd round about And saw no help tow'rds Him they look'd were brought out Versus Resp. He bid the Sea be calm the Winds be still And only with brisk gales their canvass fill Then brought them smooth and calmy as the Sea To the wish'd Haven where they long'd to be Chorus Omnium Let all the Earth th' Eternal Bounty praise And talk of all that He has done How Truth and Mercy are His Wayes To the whole World as well as to His Own And let all those who on the Seas have been Sing in His Church His praise and tell what they have seen Versus When for their sin God do's chastize a land Their springs He turnes into a Parched sand A Wilderness which drinks their Rivers up And not a Rose budd yields to crown the Cup But barren as the salt which is sown there Nor herb for man nor grass for beast do's bear Resp. The Wilderness He turns into a Pool And fills the parched sand with springs brim full There for the hungry Soul provides His meat And for the Colonys He leads a seat With corn they sow their fields new Vineyards plant And neither Citizens nor Cities want He blesses them and makes them so increase Their very Cattle feel the fruits of Peace Versus Again to punish them they are brought low That hand destroys them which first made them grow For He on mighty Kings contempt do's lay And those who His forsake lose their own way Resp. But He the Poor from trouble sets on high Whence He may see His long Posterity Chorus Omnium Let all the Righteous in their God rejoice But the Unjust with envy break Those shew their triumph by their voice While these have neither Will nor power to speak Thrice happy Man who treasuring in his minde These several Mercies some one for his Use canfinde Psalm CVIII Paratum est Cor meum c. I. IT is resolv'd nor will I any more Distrust my God as I have done before No! I will praise Him and my heart Which has so oft betray'd me into fear Its burden in the song shall bear And when my Harp begins shall sing the highest Part. II. Awake my Harp 't is time for thee to'awake Prevent the day and Thy great subject take Put all Thy strings on shew Thy skill God and my soul are ready be not slow For if we should before Thee go Thy strings would never half way reach up Heav'ns high Hill III. We come O God and with us up will raise High as Thy Love and Truth to Heav'n Thy praise The World shall hear what Thou hast done How signally Thou hast appear'd for me By Thy great Power hast set me free And for Thy works praise Him whose Name they have not known IV. Then with Thy Mercy to the Clouds we 'll flie And take new wing to mount to the Most High Above the Clouds exalted be Lord set Thy gloryfar above the skies And if so high we cannot rise From Heav'n do Thou descend when we look up to Thee V. Descend and by the way Thy Name make known What Thou wilt do by what Thy hand has done Hear me My God has hear'd my Cry Has past His Word and in it I rejoice Has given me of all lands my Choice And on my Gods Almighty promise I rely VI. Sechem is Mine I will divide its Plain And o're the Vale of Succoth throw my Chain The Tribes of Israel shall obey Those which ly farthest off or nearer stand Shall yield themselves to my Command Shall serve whilst Judah gives them lawes holds the sway VII Moab's my Wash
Lying and every false desire remove And freely to me grant Thy law Thus my Affections Thou wilt to Thee draw And keep them in that Way of Truth I love Thy Judgements I before me lay'd And what 's Thy Pleasure the just rule of mine have made IV. Close to Thy Testimonies have I cleav'd And there to rest resolv'd I am O let me never Lord be put to shame Or when to Thee I fly not be receiv'd Thus when Thy Will is on me done The Wayes of Thy Commandments I 'll delight to run V. Part. He. Legem pone mihi c. I. TEach me my God and shew me how I may Up to Thy Sacred height ascend How all Thy Statutes I may keep to th' end Direct me with Thy Spirit and point the Way Let me Thy Lawes but understand My heart as firmly shall obey them as my hand II. I' th' paths of Thy Commandments make me go For there is plac'd my chief delight Since 't will conduct me to Thy glorious sight Where constant joyes and lasting pleasures flow And to Thy Testaments incline My heart which covets nothing more than to be Thine III. From Vanity and Folly turn my eyes Let them be only fix'd on Thee And in Thy wayes such beauteous objects see That I my race may quicken by the prize Perform Thy Word which Thou hast past And let it like Thine Own Love and my fear stand fast IV. My fear of Thee for which I 'll ever pray Though I by it reproach should gain Thy Righteous Judgements shall its rage restrain Or turn the Fatall pile some other way Look how Thy Praecepts I desire O let the Righteousness which made it stirr the Fire VI. Part. Vau. Ut veniat super me c. I. LOrd Let Thy Mercies on my Soul shower down And as Thy Word my hope has fed May Thy Salvation rest upon my head And be the fairest Jewell in my crown So when I shall derided be That Word I trust shall with an Answer furnish me II. Then take not Lord the Word of Truth away But let Thy Promise rest secure Firm and unshaken like the World endure For I have made Thy Judgements all my stay And when the graving is thus deep Thy Lawes which are so plain I shall for ever keep III. Then will I feareless walk at liberty And for Thy Praecepts Waves enquire Follow them hard and i' th' persuit expire When by their Conduct I am brought to Thee Thy Testaments I will proclaime Send them for I Thy Testaments my guard have made IV. Then in Thy great Commandments I 'll delight For they have been my dearest Love By keeping them my fear of I hee I 'll prove And thus before Thee walk and be upright Will of Thy Statutes meditate And Them the more I love the deadlier Sin will hate VII Part. Zain Memor esto Verbi tui c. I. REmember Lord Thy Word of old to me Which hitherto has been my Trust Wherein I hope though humbled to the dust And in my griefs let it my comfort be On that alone my Soul relies And fetches thence in all its troubles fresh supplies II. A By-word to the Proud and scorn I 'm made Yet I 'll nor break nor leave Thy Law But from Thy Judgements will new arg'ments draw To make me more of Thy great hand afraid Nor shall this interrupt my joyes But make them greater since that fear has been my Choice III. For them I 'll tremble who Thy Lawes despise And leave the pleasant roads of Peace Their surer condemnation to encrease Nor thither will be guided by their eyes But Lord Thy Statutes are my song And make that journy short which else would seem too long IV. And when the night do's the whole Earth enfold And all but I enjoy their rest At thought of Thee new day springs in my breast And up I rise of Thy Law to take hold Which may direct my Way to Thee For whilst I keep Thy Precepts 't is still day with me Part. VIII Cheth Portio mea Domine c. I. LET who 's will take the World for me I say'd Thou only art my Portion Lord Above all riches let me keep Thy Word Who that before all wealth my love have made 'T is for Thy Favour that I sue And hastning of that Promise which Thy Word makes due II. On my past wandrings I with horror thought And for their stains in secret mourn'd But into joy my tears were quickly turn'd And by Thy Testaments I home was brought Then did I grieve my former waste Of Time and Thy Commandments to observe made hast III. Thy Wayes scarce entred bands of theives I met And to their rage became a prey Yet spoil'd of all I still would keep my way Thy Lawes made me account the loss not great Thy Judgments it to mind did bring And of Thy Mercies I at midnight rose to sing IV. Those who love Thee my God are my delight And more my boasting than my Crown For to Thy Praecepts we subjection own And seek a greater Kingdom in Thy sight Thou who the Earth with good dost fill Teach me Thy Statutes that I may perform Thy Will Part. IX Teth. Bonitatem fecisti cum c. I. THou for Thy Servant wondrous things hast done And all the effects of love I' have felt To my sins just desert Thou hast not dealt But after Thine own Word to me made known Sound Judgement to these blessings give Those just Commands to keep which now Lord I believe II. In my Prosperity I went astray And to By-paths was turn'd aside But when Affliction came to be my guide I kept Thy Word and found again Thy Way With goodness Thou dost ever flow That I may do so too Thy Statutes to me show III. The proud against my fame have forg'd base lyes But I Thy Praecepts will obey A plenteous state has made them lose their way As it did me and all Thy Lawes despise 'Gainst them and Heav'n they boldly fight Whilst I reclaim'd have treasur'd there my best delight IV. I am the Man who have afflictions seen And happy me who thus was taught Thy Statutes and from all my wandrings brought Mercy to me not judgements have they been Thy Lawes they taught me to esteem And think that gold no luster has compar'd with Them X. Part. Jod Manus tuae fecerunt c. I. THY hands O God first made and fashion'd me And by Thy Power it is I live Good Understanding to Thy Servant give That by Him Thy Commands observ'd may be That those who fear Thee may rejoice To see Thy Word perform'd and add to mine their voice II. I know my God Thy Judgements all are right And that my felf I must condemn E're I Unfaithfulness can charge on them My sorrows with my sins compar'd are light But as Thou thus hast wounded me According to Thy Word let me Thy Comforts see III. Upon me let Thy Grace and love descend That
day resigns to night Let it again receive new light And by my Sacrifices Flames become more bright III. Before my mouth Lord set a guard And let its double gates be alwayes barr'd Keep my heart too and be its guide That to no ill it turn aside And lest I for them long sins flattring pleasures hide IV. The just mans check I can endure His stroke wounds not but do's advance the cure Let him smite me 't shall be instead Of Ointment to refresh my head Ointment which cheares the living and preserves the Dead V. For him I 'll pray as he for me His blowes were balm and so my Words shall be When his curs'd judges overthrown From their great heights shall be cast down And in the plagues they bear see all the wrongs they ' have done VI. Our scatted bones no buriall have Nor know the kind Corruption of the Grave Like th' armes of some great tree they ly Which while its head was rais'd on high Stood the woods glory now the scorn of all pass by VII But still my eyes are up to Thee Thou art my Trust and shal't my refuge be Let not my Soul of succour fail And though the Wicked me assail Let not his open force or hidden plots prevail VIII Break all the snares which he has made Or let them only for himself be lai'd Down in his own pits Let him fall In vain for help or succour call Whilst I for whom he made them have no hurt at all Psalm CXLII Voce mea ad Dominum c. I. MY heart just broke and only strength enough Left to discharge my debt of grief and love Aloud I to th' Almighty cri'd My Lips perform'd the chiefest part For I before had sent my heart And where this first was gon thither I those did guide II. Before my God I empti'd out my prayer And dropt for every word I spake a tear My griefs I did before Him lay And when I knew not what to do Which way I went or where to go He knew my Actions then and did direct my Way III. Better than I He knew what plots were lai'd And all the snares which for my feet they made On my right hand I look'd but there No man my just desires would own On me they look'd as one unknown So far from lending me an hand they stop'd their ear IV. Then to the Lord to Thee again I prai'd And in the dolour of my spirit said Thou my Salvation art below Even here Thou dost my cause defend Even here Thy aids my prayers transcend And Lord though none else will Thou dost my trouble know V. Hear me my God and from my Enemies hand Deliv'rance which Thou only giv'st command Thou see'st they are too strong for me How daily they encrease in power But I Thy wonted helps implore For yet my God they cannot be too strong for Thee VI. From prison bring me that I may declare How ready for Thine Own Thy Mercies are God will deliver me and I Who now unjustly suffer wrong Shall make His praises be my song And all the Just shall triumph in my Victory Psalm CXLIII Domine exaudi orationem meam c. I. GReat Saviour to my mournfull Prayer give ear And of Thy Mercy pittie me O Thou who see'st my troubles hear And as they need so let Thy answer be I know Thou canst do this and more For Thou hast done it heretofore II. Behold my troubles Lord but not my Sins For if Thou once shouldst be severe What heart quakes not when God begins To judge and sets up His Tribunal there What Flesh can in His sight be just Or to His breath expose its dust III. See how the Enemy my Soul persues And how no safety can be found Whilst he his daily wrongs renewes Unless I with the dead dwell under ground Unless a wretched life to save I enter quick into the grave IV. This grieves my heart nor would it longer hold But that on Thee I meditate Remembring what Thou didst of old How Nothing was too hard no time too late I think of what Thy hand has done And take Thy Arm to lean upon V. The thirsty earth with drought consum'd and heat Do's not more gape and long for rain Than I whose thirst is full as great Am restless grown till I see Thee again Hear me my God hear speedily The Earth Thou hear'st and why not me VI. No longer turn Thy glorious Face away Or if I must in darkness sit Let it be such as brings the day And not eternall like that in the pit At night my God give me Thine ear And in the morning let me hear VII Let me Thy Mercies hear for Lord on Thee Alone for Mercie I rely Thy way be pleas'd to shew to me And give me wings that I to Heav'n may fly There I secure shall be at rest Nor of my Trust be dispossest VIII Teach me to do Thy Will for Thou art Mine And lead me to Thy Sacred land Ah quicken me for I am Thine And by Thy strength alone must firmly stand And would Thy Spirit but guide my Way I should not care Lord where it lay IX Now for Thy Mercies sake my troubles end For only Thou know'st what I bear Let on my Foes Thy wrath descend And Thine eye be like theirs too fierce to spare Let them Thy Indignation know But to Thy Servant favour show Psalm CXLIV Benedictus Dominus Deus c. I. SUpream Commander of the Sacred bands Strength of my heart Instructer of my hands Who first didst for me all the Rules of War lay down And made'st that Victory mine which truly was Thine own My shield my Tower and ever Good The Rock where I secure from danger stood Who up on high my head didst raise And at my feet didst for me Mighty Kings subdue Made'st my Own people serve anew Thou who hast all these Wonders done take all the praise II. Lord what is Man that Thou should'st mindfull be Of one who do's so seldom think of Thee Or what am I Thou on me set'st so great a price But little in my Own and less in others eyes Frail Man whose daies away do fly And like Himself are spent in Vanity Man whom one scarce can give a Name So light the Subt'lest vapour which the Sun exhales A Dream or Shaddow turns the scales Man who yet impudently to the World layes claime III. Lord bow Thy Heav'n in bright Flames come down The smoaking Hills with dreadful thunder crown There take Thy standing and on my Proud Enemies throw Destroying lightnings and make seen Thy bloody bow Extend Thy Arm my Saviour be And from the Mighty floods deliver me From Strangers who that love pretend Which I dare never trust their mouths so proudly speak Whose right hands faith they plighted break And swords which they have drawn into their bowels send IV. Then will I to Thy glorious Name sing