thy Name Which through the World is so renown'd Let man thy glorious works proclaim Whose head with glory thou hast crown'd As Beasts to men subjected be So Lord subject mans heart to thee Ejaculat. 13. In all extreams Lord thou art still The Mount whereto my hopes do flee O make my soul derest all Ill Because so much abhor'd by thee Lord let thy gracious tryals show That I am just or make me so Ejaculat. 14. Great God whom Fools deny how dare Our lips request thy glorious eyes If thou but see thou canst not spare And what thou seest thou must despise Lord make us hear thy saying voice Then may'st thou see and we rejoyce Ejaculat. 15. Lord cleanse my heart and guide my tongue Preserve my lips from false deceit Protect my hands from doing wrong Teach whom to love and whom to hate Instruct me how to take and give Lord grant me this and I shall live Ejaculat. 16. Lord teach my Reins that in the night My tutor'd Reins may tutor me And keep me always in thy sight For in thy sight all pleasure be Let not my soul in darkness stray O thou my life O thou my way Ejaculat. 17. Behold my Right and right my wrongs Thou Saviour of all those that trust O I am weak my Foes are strong Lord thou art gracious thou art just O make me rightly prize this life And let thy glory be my strife Ejaculat. 18. Great God my strength at whose command Whil'st I serve thee all creatures serve me Protect me from my Foe mans hand O as thou hast preserv'd preserve me With peaceful conquest crown my days And I will crown thy power with praise Ejaculat. 19. Great God the work of whose high hands The glory of thy Name declare How perfect sweet are thy Commands How purely just thy Precepts are Cleanse all my sins clear every spot Both open secret known forgot Ejaculat. 20. Accept O God my holy fires Lead thou our Armies give success Bless our designs grant our desires O hear and help in our distress Preserv'd by thee we shall prevail When Chariots flee and horses fail Ejaculat. 21. O God whose Judgments are severe And mercies full of sweet compassion Scourge thou thy Foes save those that fear Ravish my Soul with thy Salvation And I will spend my joyful days In Psalms of thanks and Songs of praise Ejaculat. 22. My Jesus thou that wert no less Than God and yet with men forlorn Earths Comforter yet comfortless Heavens Glory yet to men a scorn What thanks shall I return to thee That wert all this and more for me Ejaculation 23. Great Shepherd of my Soul thy hand Both gives me food and guides my way Subject my will to thy command And I shall never starve nor stray If thou wilt keep me in thy sight Thy House shall be my whole delight Ejaculat. 24. Lord purge my heart and cleanse my hand Direct my tongue and guide my will For nothing that 's unclean can stand Within thy great thy glorious Hill Lift up my heart deprest with sin And let the King of Glory in Ejaculat. 25. Lord guide my footsteps in thy truth And let thy grace be my repose Forgive the frailties of my youth And free me from my causeless Foes Redeem thine Israel from their hand And bring me to thy promis'd Land Ejaculat. 26. Lord keep me just and judg my right Prove thou my reins and try my heart O make thy Temple my delight And fix my dwelling where thou art Redeem my Soul confirm my ways And give me power to give thee praise Ejaculat. 27. My God whose fear drives fear away Shew me the beauty of thy House Preserve me in the evil day That I may sing and pay my vows Lord grant me fear and guard my path Give patience and with patience Faith Ejaculat. 28. O God be thou my living Rock Whereto my restless soul may fly Blest be thy Name when I invoke Thou hear'st my suit and send'st supply My Foes confound or else convert Or weaken that they may not hurt Ejaculat. 29. Shall Mountain Desert Beast and Tree Yield to that heavenly Voice of thine And shall that voice not startle me Nor stir this stone this heart of mine No Lord till thou new-bore mine ear Thy Voice is lost I cannot hear Ejaculat. 30. Lord let the evening of my grief Be followed with a morning joy Hear thou my cry and send relief That tak'st no pleasure to destroy If thou wilt lengthen out my days Their task shall be to sing thy praise Ejaculat. 31. Lord thou ' that hoord'st thy grace for those That love and fear thy sacred Name Redeem me from my conqu'ring Foes And vindicate my trust from shame Give me fair Conquest at the end Till then true courage to attend Ejaculat. 32. Let my confession launce my sore And let forgiveness cure my wound Lord teach me early to implore For I am lost till thou art found Then shall my joyful Songs express Thy praises and my thankfulness Ejaculat. 33. Great Lord of Wonders thou by whom My heart was fram'd and form'd alone From whose high Power all powers come That didst but say and it was done Appoint the remnant of my days To see thy Power and sing thy praise Ejaculat. 34. Lord let the Sun-shine of thy face So clear mine eyes so cleanse my heart That being season'd with thy grace My soul may taste how sweet thou art O let thy mercy make me just And then my heart shall fear and trust Ejaculat. 35. Lord plead my cause and right my wrong And take my Snarers in their snare O be not from me Lord too long Lest they triumph and I despair Let all my foes be cloth'd with shame Whilst I sing praises to thy Name Ejaculat. 36. Fountain of Light and living breath Whose mercies never fail nor fade Fill me with life that hath no death Fill me with light that hath no shade Confound the proud in their pretence And let thy wings be my defence Ejaculat. 37. Be thou my Trust my God and I When sinners thrive will not repine Or if my wants should want supply I will not fret I will not whine What if their wealth my wants increase They shall have plagues at last I peace Ejaculat. 38. Lord in thy wrath correct me not For I confess and hate my sin My flesh consumes my bones do rot I 've pains without and pangs within O thou that art the God of rest Release my sin relieve my brest Ejaculat. 39. Lord curb my tongue and make me see How few my days how short their length Incline my heart to trust in thee Remove thy scourge or give me strength I am a Pilgrim hear my cry And send some comfort e're I dye Ejaculat. 40. Lord thou whose mercies do exceed O fill my language with thy praise Stand thou my Helper at my need Confound the wicked in their ways Be thou my comfort in my grief And crown my
and love thy Name Make haste O God for I do waste My Soul with grief O God make haste Ejaculat. 70. Lord thou that underneath thy wing Didst keep me in and from the womb Assist my age that it may sing Thy praise in ages yet to come Preserve my Soul protect my name Shame be to them that seek my shame Ejaculat. 71. Great Prince of peace whose Kingdome brings Justice Redemption power and peace That bends the knees and hearts of Kings And fill'st all Nations with encrease All praises Honour Glory be Ascrib'd alone great Prince to thee Ejaculat. 72. O God whose dreadful Voice like Thunder Affrights the Earth and shakes the Air Whose Works and Ways are full of wonder That hear'st my plaints and grant'st my pray'r Forsake me not but when I stray O let thy Crook reform my way Ejaculat. 73. O thou whose mercy did begin Before all Time unty'd to Times As thou forgav'st our Fathers Sin Be likewise gracious to our Crimes Th' art now a God as well as then And we as they no more than men Ejaculat. 74. O God the Sion of my Soul Is wholly deso ate and waste Where thou shouldst rule my lusts controul O Lord relieve O God make haste Then shall my heart and tongue proclaim Eternal praises to thy Name Ejaculat. 75. Glorious Creator once more shine On this our poor distressed Land Defend and dress thy fading Vine And bless the man of thy right hand Let thy Free-grace inflame our hearts And we will sing thy praise in parts Ejaculat. 76. O God our Song our Strength whose hand Hath broke our Bonds and set us free Incline our hearts to thy Command And we will own no God but thee Conduct and feed us as thy Flock And give us honey from thy Rock Ejaculat. 77. Direct O God the Judges brest Preserve his handâ—s his eyes upright That he may vindicate th' opprest And guardhim from injurious might O let him know that he shall be As Judge of others judg'd by thee Ejaculat. 78. Lord cast thine eyes upon thy Foes Confound their Troops that are combin'd Against thy Flock which thou hast chose Make them like chaff before the wind Defeat their Plots with sudden shame That they may seek Jehovah's Name Ejaculat. 79. Lord teach mine Eyes my Will my Heart To see to choose and to desire Thy beauteous Courts wherein thou art O fill my thoughts with holy fire Be thou my Sun whose glorious Rayes May light my Soul to sing thy praise Ejaculat. 80. O God remit thy Peoples Sin And shew the Sun-shine of thy face Repress thy fury and begin T' inspire us with thy saving Grace That Righteousness and truth may meet And light our hearts and lead our feet Ejaculat. 81. Great Spring from whence all mercy flows To them that trust and love thy Name Give me thy strength and then my Foes Shall see thy greatness and their shame Be thou my Way my Truth my Light So shall I live and die upright Ejaculat. 82. Sim the glory of the Earth And subject of my holy Passion May all the Well-springs of my mirth Be founded upon thy foundation Of all delights I wish no other Than to be Son to such a Mother Ejaculat. 83. Lord let thy fury cease to burn Or else my Soul must cease to be Can praises issue from the Urn What thanks can ashes give to thee Enough if thou but undertake me Let death surprise let friends forsake me Ejaculat. 84. Lord thou whose mercy fails not those That build their trust upon thy Name Protect my Soul from all my Foes Then shall my tongue thy worth proclaim So shall the remnant of my days Be crown'd in Peace and thou with Praise Ejaculat. 85. Eternal God before whose Eyes A thousand years seem as a day Direct our hearts and make us wise To use that time we cannot stay Send joy in our sad hearts and bless Our prosperous actions with success Ejaculat. 86. Though thousands here ten thousand there Do daily fall before mine eye I will not faint I will not fear Beneath the wings of the most High Let me be guarded Lord by thee Then I 'le not fear nor faint nor flee Ejaculat. 87. Lord purge my Soul that I may learn To read my fortunes by thy hand Let my instructed Soul discern That worldly bliss is not thy brand Lord in thy Mercy make me thine I have enough shower thou or shine Ejaculat. 88. Great Monarch of the World disclose Thy Power and make thy Glory known Out-flood the floods of all my Foes And in my heart fix thou thy Throne Plant Holiness within my brest O Lord my strength O God my rest Ejaculat. 89. Just God of Vengeance cast an eye Upon my poor afflicted brest O send me help O hear my cry And let thy comforts be my rest Suppress my Foes and set me free That have no Hope no Help but thee Ejaculat. 90. Great God of Gods Great King of Kings From whom by whom we live we be In whom my Soul her triumph sings To whom alone bowes every knee Teach me thy way thy Will 's my Feast Thy Crook my Guide thy Fold my Rest Ejaculat. 91. Lord let our Jesus and thy Christ Be all the subject of our mirth Let Satans power be dismist And let him rule and judge the earth Then then Eternal Peace shall be Return'd to us and praise to thee Ejaculat. 92. Great King of Glory who art drest In Clothes of Clouds in Robes of Fire Make evil hateful to my brest Then shall I love thee most intire Then shall my bosome reap that light Which thou hast sown for the upright Ejaculat. 93. Great God of Wonders that dost ope The Gate of Life to our glad days And found'st a help beyond all hope O give us mouths to give thee praise So guide our ways just Judge that we May joyfully be judg'd by thee Ejaculat. 94. Great God whose promise is to hear Whose practise is to pardon Sin Let my petitions find an ear And cleanse my leprous Soul within Thou Lord art holy teach my heart To sing thy praises as thou art Ejaculat. 95. Eternal Maker grant that we May praise thee with a chearful heart Guide thou our ways and let us be The sheep where thou the Shepherd art For Lord thy truth is always sure And thy great Mercy shall endure Ejaculat. 96. Lord teach my heart to walk upright In publique rev'rence private fear Keep thou the humble in thy sight And to the proud be thou severe Then shall thy Saints in triumph show Thy Mercy and thy Justice too Ejaculat. 97. O God how poor a thing is man Begot in sin and born in sorrow Our breath 's a blast our life a span But here to day and gone to morrow How needfnl Lord is thy support Our days are bad our times are short Ejaculat. 98. O thou within whose tender brest Full streams of sweet compassion flow Whose Mercies cannnot be
desires I 'm tost from wave to wave And am become a most distracted slave Those heavenly thoughts which formerly frequenred The closet of my brest are now prevented By base bred fancies fancies that arise From a soul brain and makes me to despise Almost my self I know not what to do I dare not oh I dare not yield to you And yet I hardly can believe thou wilt Burthen thy conscience with so foul a guilt As to betray me sure thou art morekind Than to abuse a well-affected mind But yet I dare not trust a Soul pursuer Because thou kil'st when thou pretend'st to cure I reel I reel if not sustain'd I shall Receive a sudden and a deadly fall What shall I do in this deplor'd condition I fear I fear I 've lost my best Physitian Try Satan try and see what may be done For a sick Soul that foolishly has run Beyond it self oh see what thou canst do To give me ease and then I 'le call the true Sat. Now Soul I love thee rouze bid grief depart Thou hast the symptomes of an honest heart Me thinks I could with much content afford To say thou speak'st a Christian at a word Cheer up and know that many troubles wait Upon the changes of an ancient State The work of Reformation always brings Trouble at first but afterwards it sings Anthems of Peace whose fortunate event Will more than countervail thy discontent He that has spent the treasure of his days Under one Roof has reason to dispraise The troubles of removing yet at last When his defatigating cares are past He may declare himself to be a debter To fortune and confess that Life the better Even so mayst thou dear Soul hereafter say Blest be that hand which led thee from the way And paths of Ignorance although at first 'T is often known beginnings are the worst Thou feel'st a private nakedness within Because thou hast uncloath'd thy self of sin Although I must confess there cannot be A vacuum in Nature yet in thee There is an emptiness and must be still For what is empty craves a time to fill If he whose stomach hath sustain'd the rage Of sharp'ning hunger should at first asswage His appetite with fulness would it not Produce a surfeit and impose a blot Upon his wisdom raising such a strife Within his Microcosmus that his life Would be endanger'd therefore learn by rote That moderation is the chiefest note In all my Gammut none can sing so high A note as moderation only I. If I should let thee make too large a meal Of my rich joyes at first I should reveal Too much of folly for it thou shouldst take A surfeit at the first it needs must make Thee fear nay hate to entertain my diet 'T is better far to spare at first than riot Moreover should I let thee taste thy fill At first I know the reins of thy fierce will Would scorn a hand 't is dangerous to trust Presumptions spur can never want for rust Come Soul let reason rule thee do not stain Thy well-dy'd judgment 't is a greater pain To fear than sufler come I long to see Thee wanton with mee in Eternitie Then doubt no more resolve and let 's away There is no greater grief than to delay A happiness be well inform'd of this Procrastination is a foe to Bliss Sou. Thy words imposthumate my heart I feel A greater pain than ever Ixions wheel Knew how t' inflict extremities still crowd Into my thoughts my sorrows call aloud And none will hear what shall I do for I Unworthy am to live unfit to dye Except th' all ruling power above will please T'inspect my Soul and furnish me with ease To whose blest ears I 'le recommend my suit My sorrows will not let my tongue be mute Great Auditor of groans oh let my cries My sighs my tears invite thy eares thine eyes To hear and view me for I must confess My crimes are great and I am nothing less Than what is least alas and nothing better Than what is worst oh pardon me thy debter I 'm rost with grief and know not where to fleer My shipwrack'd self but still my fins appear Before my face whose looks almost affright And make me start into eternal night What shall I do or whether shall I flee That am an alien Lord except to thee From thee I cannot and I am too vile To come unto thee having made a spoyl Of those most sacred mercies which thy hand Confer'd upon me there is no command But I have broke yet gracious Lord I know That thy abounding mercies can o'reflow My sand excelling sins which cannot lie Absconded from thine all-surveying eye With shame I must confess the subtile art Of Satan hath impoysoned my heart Oh I am sick to death I swell I burst Never was any Soul so much accurst There 's none but thee thou sacred Antidote Can cure my grief be therefore pleas'd to note My sad condition let my sorrows lye Before thy face oh hear me when I cry Grant me the shield of Faith that I may stand In opposition to the powerful hand Of active Satan weaken Lord his power And add unto my strength let every hour Afford new mercies mercies that may sail Into my brest ah should my Foe prevail Oh then I perish shorten Lord his chain And lengthen out my patience oh make vain His fierce attempts that he my feel and see When he is strongest I 'm as strong as he Then shall my lips extol thee and proclaim The greatness of thy glory and his shame Give but thy grace unto me Lord and then Say what thou wilt my tongue shall say Amen Let everlasting plagues and horror dwell Within so fit a soul let black-mouth'd Hell Remove his scituation and take An everlasting Lease oh let him make A Ten'ment of thee dost thou think that I Will hear thy prayers oh no I scorn thee fye Away begon Sou. What voice is this that makes this bold intrusion Into my ears and grumbles out confusion Me thinks I see a storm-portending cloud Bowel'd with thunder and I hear a loud And horrid noyse a noyse that will confound A wel-prepared ear to hear the sound Who would not quake at such a voice as this That roars forth Malice with an Emphasis My thoughts are interrupted and amazement Flashes like Lightning through the brittle casement Of my ill glased-brest it cannot be The voice of Heav'n a God so pure as he Hates to be envious malice cannot spring From such a good and Love-composed King Although his voice made terrible oft-times By the addition of mans dayly crimes Thunders against a sinner yet his breath Can take no pleasure in a sinners death Hereafter Lord when malice finds a voice To speak my understanding shall rejoyce In knowing who it is this heart of mine Shall never quake at any voice but thine Then let hels deep-mouth'd blood-hound roar and thunder I le neither fear
I th' eternal Shepherd daily watch My wel-fed lambs for fear Hels wolf should catch Or fright not being fearful to be bold My gentle flocks from their delightful fold I am beloved and mine own will own My sacred Name my voice is not unknown Unto my sheep they always will be all Firmly obedient to my cheerful call For which obedience they shall find reward Nay such a one as always shall accord To their desires thrice happy shall they be In truly calling and in owning me To be their Shepherd nothing can more please M'indulgent soul than such dear flocks as these I will preserve them and no wolf shall dare To seize upon them or presume to tear Their downy fleeces nothing shall be nearer Unto my heart and nothing shall be dearer In my affections for I will affect Even where and when I finde a true respect Sou. What strange contusions hath thy language bred Within my serious thoughts how hast thou fed My ears with flatteries but it is in vain Because my heart hath vow'd not to retain Thy sain'd expressions nothing shall remove My Love from God nor nothing make me love Thy wretched self then be content and cease To urge my mind or interrupt my Peace Go do thy worst and when that worst is done Sit down as wisely as thou hast begun Sat. Art thou resolv'd Well then let vengeance Upon thy cursed head be gon thou mite Nay less of goodness go make haste t' inherit light Those plagues that wait upon so damn'd a spirit Sou. May this be call d a farewell if it be The self same farewell must attend on thee I hate nay scorn to bid farewell to you 'T is charity enough to bid adieu The Souls Thankfulness and Request to God MOst gracious God I having lately felt The fervor of thy mercies needs must melt Into a thankfulness Ah should I be Ungrateful to so blest a God as thee 'T were pity ah 't were pity that the ayr Should give me breath or thy fierce hand forbear To through me headlong to the deep abyss Of speedy ruine where no comfort is Oh glorious Lord be pleased to inflame My heart with raptures to extol thy Name Alas I 'm weak and if thou shouldst deny Thy aid nothing could be more weak than I. If thou wilt help me I shall be so strong That nothing can prevail to do me wrong Lord I am blind oh therefore let thy light Expel those clouds that thus eclipse my sight Be thou my guid my strength my sight my way Or else being weak I shall or fall or stray Oh leave me not but as thou hast begun To shew me mercy let thy mercy run With my desires and grant that I may be A true forgetter of all things but thee And rather than I should forget thy call Oh let me have no memory at all Wean me oh wean me from this nursing earth Make it my sorrow and thy Throne my mirth Let every morning make me know and say Thy Lawes are Just or let me know no day Let every ev'ning make me take delight In thy commands or let me know no night Inspire my heart O God and make it glad Always in thee or make it always sad If thou afflict'st me make me understand Thou hast a storming and a calming hand If Poverty oppress me whilst I live Oh let thy mercy send me friends to give Or if thy goodness please to send me store Oh give me grace to think I may be poor It matters not O Lord how poor I be Vnto the World if I am rich to thee If I am hungry ô be thou my meat If I am weary ô be thou my seat Or if I feast O Lord be thou my guest If I am restless Lord be thou my rest If I am thirsty Lord be thou my spring If I am subject Lord be thou my King If I have Vertue make me dote upon her If Honourable be thou my Honor And if I cannot know that which I would Be pleas'd to make me know Lord what I should Then shall my ready lips express and show I know no more than thou wu'dst have me know My unty'd tongue shall evermore proclaim Th'attendant glories of thy sacred Name Divine Ejaculations 1. GReat God whose Scepter rules the Earth Distil thy fear into my heart That being rapt with holy mirth I may proclaim how good thou art Open my lips that I may sing Full praises to my God my King Ejaculation 2. Lord make the torments we endure The Symptomes of thy Love not wrath Thou art our Chiron we thy cure Our Crime 's our sores thy blood 's our bath O we are weak be thou as strong How long O Lord O Lord how long Ejaculation 3. Just Judge of Earth in whom we trust Make sharp thy sword and bend thy bow Consume the wicked save the Just For thou the Reins and heart dost know Then shall our tongues sing forth thy praise And praise thy justice all our days Ejaculat. 4. Lord teach us timely how to pray And give us patience to expect Thou hatest sin Oh guide our way Judge thou our Eoes The Just protect Then shall the wicked fall with shame And we will sing that love thy name Ejaculat. 5. Great Son of the eternal God To whom the world subjected lyes Break not but breed us with thy rod O we are foolish make us wise And if thy wrath begin to flame Wee 'l seek protection in thy Name Ejaculat 6. Lord if our enemies encrease And we invoke bow down thine ear Be thou our shield and make our peace And we will scorn what worldlings fear Great God of health great Lord of rest O make us thine and we are blest Ejaculat. 7. Thou righteous Hearer of Requests Make void the counsels of th'unjust Send peace into our trembling brests And fill our hearts with fear and trust If thou wilt make thy face to shine Let others joy in corn and wine Ejaculat. 8. Lord thou whose equal hand allays The poor mans grief whose help thou art Encline my heart to give thee praise And I will praise thee with my heart For sake me not for Lord I trust As men are cruel thou art just Ejaculat. 9. Lord crush my Lyon-hearted Foes Rout them that seek to ruine me Rise up O God forget not those Whose wrongs refer their cause to thee Or if the wicked must oppress Be thou not far from my distress Ejaculat. 10. Great God thy Garden is defac'd The Weeds do thrive thy Flowers decay O call to mind thy promise past Restore thou them cut these away Till then let not the weeds have power To starve or taint the poorest Flower Ejaculat. 11. Lord leave us not too long a space O view our griefs and hear our pray'r Clear thou our eyes unvail thy face Lest Foes presume and we despair Lord make thy mercy our repose And we will sing amidst thy Foes Ejaculat 12. Lord teach me to renown
patience with relief Ejaculat. 41. Lord if thy pleasure make me poor Thou wilt bless them that give me bread If thy sick hand hath scourg'd me sore That hand that struck will make my bed Sustain me Lord be thou my store I shall be neither sick nor poor Ejaculat. 42. My God full tears are all the dyet That seed my sad my drooping brest In my distress in my disquiet Be thou my Stay be thou my Rest Be thou my God in my relief And I will triumph in my grief Ejaculat. 43. Lord right my wrongs and plead my right Against all those that seek my Ill O let thy perfect Truth and light Conduct me to thy holy Hill Then shall thy Altar make relation Of thy due praise and my Salvation Ejaculat. 44. Lord our fore-fathers found redress In all their frights in all their fears Wilt thou be dumb to my distress And not my God as well as theirs Redeem my Soul whose loyal knee Ne're bow'd to any God but thee Ejaculat. 45. Great Bridegroom fill thy dearest Spouse With outward glory inward graces May she forget her fathers house And only cling to thy embraces Affect her heart with Love and Duty And then take pleasure in her beauty Ejaculat. 46. Lord help me when my griefs do call In my distress O be thou near Then if earth change or mountains fall I will not faint I will not fear Shew me thy wonders and inflame My heart to magnifie thy Name Ejaculat. 47. Lord let thy Judgments fill all those That love thy Mount with joy and mirth Confound and crush all Sions Foes Sion the glory of the Earth Let all that love thy Sions glory Recount her State repeat her Story Ejaculat. 48. Lord teach me wisely to contemn All goods that transitory be Let me not stand possest of them If they be not possest in thee If I be wealthy and nor wise I live but like a beast that dyes Ejaculat. 49. Lord God of Gods before whose Throne Stand fire and storms O what shall we Return to Heav'n that is our own When all the world belongs to thee We have no offering to impart But praises and a wounded heart Ejaculat. 50. Lord if thy mercies purge my heart Conceiv'd in lust and born in sin Breath truth into my inward part Renew me a firm spirit within Then let thy goodness not detest The ruines of a broken brest Ejaculat. 51. Let others boast in gold and prize Ev'l more than good and love deceit Thy mercies Lord are my supplies And on thy Name will I await Lord let thy Mercies still inure My brest to love the thing that 's pure Ejaculat. 52. Lord if thou take away thy hand How all compos'd of fears are we What arm can save what strength can stand When man poor man 's forsook by thee Lord keep my faith in thee unshaken For thou forsak'st not till forsaken Ejaculat. 53. Lord let thy name secure and free My threat'ned Soul from all my foes Stand thou with them that stand for me Support all these suppress all those Then shall my Soul division run Upon thy praise till time be done Ejaculat. 54. Hearer of prayers confound my Foes That bruise my tortur'd Soul to dust In man alas there 's no repose Foes have no pity friends no trust My trust is in thy word which says They shall not live out half their days Ejaculat. 55. O God the malice of my Foes Encreaseth daily more and more But Lord thou art my safe repose Thou art my strength thou art my store Be thou my gracious God and then I will not fear the pow'r of men Ejaculat. 56. Be gracious Lord unto my grief For in thy shadow do I trust O send me plentiful relief For thou art merciful and Just Then shall my spirits utter forth Twi-light Hosanna's to thy worth Ejaculat. 57. Lord keep me from those hearts and tongues That practice mischief from the womb Weigh right to them that weigh us wrongs And let confusion be their doom But let the just be fill'd with mirth And fear that God that rules the earth Ejaculat. 58. Lord save me from my Foes make void Their plots and all their Counsels vain For ever let them be destroy'd For in thy hand my hopes remain And I will always spend my days In Hymns of thanks and Songs of praise Ejaculat. 59. Lord though we feel the bitter taste Os thy displeasure for a while Yet thou art gracious and at last Thy angry brow that frown'd will smile Oh when that storm is over-blown Thou 'lt trample those that tread us down Ejaculat. 60. Lord hear my troubled voice and bring My Soul to that sweet Rock of Rest Protect all those that strive to sing Thy praises with a cheerful brest Let comfort with our years increase That we may praise thy name in peace Ejaculat. 61. Lord God from whom all mercy springs Instruct my hopes to wait on thee Teach me what vain and fruitless things The helps of what is earthly be All strength belongs to thee alone 'T is thou my God must help or none Ejaculat. 62. Lord how I long to see thy face That I might spend me in thy praise Thou art my glory in disgrace Sustain my steps direct my ways Thou art my refuge when oprrest With grief my joy with toyl my rest Ejaculat. 63. Lord hide me from my bloody Foes For in thy goodness do I trust Protect my sought-for life from those That shoot in secret for the just So then shall I that fear thy Name Have cause of glory they of shame Ejaculat. 64. Thou gracious Hearer of Requests Hide all my sins behind thy merits Shower down thy Spirit into our brests And drop thy Grace into our Spirits That from our Faith rich works may spring And give us cause to shout and sing Ejaculat. 65. Lord if thy flame must needs be felt Let us be purged in that flame Let our rebellious spirits melt Into the praises of thy Name That we being tutor'd and kept under May fear with Love and love with Wonder Ejaculat. 66. Lord let thy favour still inflame Our light'ned hearts to walk thy ways That all the World may praise thy Name And all the Earth may sing thy praise So fructifie our hearts that we May bless thy Name being blest by thee Ejaculat. 67. Lord rise in power within mine heart And chase my sins thy Foes and mine Then shall I see thee as thou art In Glory great in Power divine So I more white than Snow shall sing Thy ways and praise my God my King Ejaculat. 68. To that sweet Lamb which did sustain Grief above weight Pain above measure Whose stripes and scoffs and grief and pain Were only purchas'd by our pleasure Be Honor Glory Praises given By Souls on Earth by Saints in Heaven Ejaculat. 69. Let shame be their due recompence That seek to wound my Soul with shame Be thou their help and strong defence That seek thee Lord
away All darkness from thy Courts by night Bless us and them that they and we May bless thy name first blest by thee Ejaculat. 128. Let every wonder that I see In Heav'n and Earth and in the Seas Advance some honour Lord to thee That didst and canst do what thou please Let others worship wood and stone My Soul shall bless thee Lord alone Ejaculat. 129. Good God where e're I cast mine eye On Earth beneath or Heaven above I see thy goodness and I spy Perpetual pledges of thy love Thy favors through the world extend And of thy mercy is no end Ejaculat. 130. Lord if my tongue and busie quill Be not in Sions praise imploy'd Then let my hand forget her skill And be my tongue for ever ty'd Thy praise shall be my chief delight Whilst tongue can speak or hand can write Ejaculat. 131. Kindle O Lord my love with zeal Light my affections with thy flame Give my tongue courage to reveal The secret glory of thy name Be thou my God in all distress And let thy hand be my redress Ejaculat. 132. Lord thou that mad'st me and dost pry Into the secrets of my heart From whose all presence none can fly Nor hide them there but where thou art Inform my Soul inflame my brest And lead me to eternal Rest Ejaculat. 133. Lord keep me from my self that am The greatest Foe I need to fear O cover thou my face with shame And give my sins no dwelling here Subdue my flesh and then my spirit Shall sing the praises of thy merit Ejaculat. 134. Lord when my grief shall find a tongue To cry for help find thou an ear Whilst others seek to do me wrong Make thou O God my conscience clear In those self-snares they have prepar'd Let my insnarers be insnar'd Ejaculat. 135. When winter fortunes cloud the brows Of summer friends when eyes grow strange When plighted faith forget their vowes When Earth and all things in it change O Lord thy mercies fail me never Where once thou lov'st thou lov'st for ever Ejaculat. 136. Judge not my actions by the Laws For then my sorrows are but just But let thy mercies plead my â—â—â—se For in thy mercy is my trust Those that oppose my Soul oppose I am thy servant they thy foes Ejaculat. 137. What is there Lord what is in me To hope for safety from thy power What help can I expect from thee That merit vengeance every hour How great so e're my sins have bin Thy mercy's greater than my sin Ejaculat. 138. Great God whose Kingdome hath no end Into whose secrets none can dive Whose mercy none can apprehend Whose Justice none can feel and live What my dull heart cannot aspire To know Lord teach me to admire Ejaculat. 139. O Lord my Judgment 's dark and blind It cannot judge 'twixt good and ill My will is captiv'd and confin'd It wants a freedome how to will Great Lord of power great God of might Release my bands restore my sight Ejaculat. 140. Great God whose goodness doth repleat And fill our Coasts with full encrease That feed'st us with the fat of wheat And glad'st thy Sion with thy peace How more than others are our days Extreamly bound to give thee praise Ejaculat. 141. Shall frost and snow give praise to thee And shall my Soul not bear a part Lord frost and snow appear to be Not half so cold as is my heart Shine glorious Sun thy beams but felt My frost will thaw my snow will melt Ejaculat. 142. Great God to whom all praise belongs Whom Sion fings and Israel fears O stop those lusts that stop our tongues And fright thy glory from our ears Do thou enlarge what flesh retains And bind those Kings our lusts in chains Ejaculat. 143. Lord season my unsavory sprite And bridle my too head-strong will That I may always take delight In acting good and shunning ill O give me grace to understand My life is always in thy hand Ejaculat. 144. Direct my steps Lord be my way And make thy paths my sole delight That like a traveller I may Not fail to rest with thee at night O me how happy and how blest Lord should I be in such a Rest Ejaculat. 145. Lord let the morning of my grief Find out a night of lasting pleasure Thou art the God of my relief In poverty thou art my treasure I care not Lord how poor I be Unto the world if rich to thee Ejaculat. 146. Lord let thy sacred fire thaw The Ice of my hard-frozen zeal And let thy will be my known Law So shall my heart thy worth reveal And with a halalujous Song My tongue shall praise thee all day long Ejaculat. 147. Great King of Peace be pleas'd to send Thy peace to our distemper'd Land O we are bad reach us t' amend And let not ruine be our brand Then shall our lavish lips deliver Our thanks in Peace to our Peace-giver Ejaculat. 148. If it be so that we must fight Lord make our crimes to prove our Foes For thou our God dost take delight To see such pleasant Wars as those O may such wars as these encrease Until our conquests end in Peace Ejaculat. 149. Lord let the praises of thy Power Advance the power of thy praises Let every day let every hour Praise thee till hours fail and days To thee all power and praise be given By Saints on Earth by Souls in Heaven THE END Isa * Psal 81. 16.
Craving thy succour Where 's thy love become Because th' art deaf ah wu'dst thou have him dumb Or dost thou think because thy panch is fill'd He cannot hunger He that first distill'd Those mercies on thy head expects that thou Shouldst feed thy Brother with a cheerful brow Say not thou canst not give thy treasure's light But let thy heart record the widows mite So Heav'n will fill thy Cisterns to the brim And feed thy Soul because thou hast sed him Should the Grandfather of true Charity Pass by the gates and hear thee beg and cry And not relieve thee should he slight thy prayers And scorn to take a survey of thy tears Wouldst thou not grieve and pine thy self to dust And almost say thy God was much unjust To turn away his ears from thy complaint And disrespect thy pray'rs and let thee faint For want of food Ah whither wouldst thou fly To feed thy famish'd Soul should Heav'n deny But ah he cannot for his melting Soul Is always free and willing to condole The sad conditions of distressed Man Who only strives to do but what he can To contradict him yet he 'l hear our grief In multitudes of mercies lies relief When our impris'ned Souls peep throw the grates Of this corrupting Earth our God dilates Himself unto us and he sends us meat From the rich store-house of his lofty seat He hears and hearing pities pitying sends And sending blesses and with blessing ends Even as the Sun which every day surrounds The sublime Globe and pries into the bounds Of this dark Center let his Beams reflect Upon a Molehil with as much respect As on a Mountain for his glorious Beams Shine always with equivalent extreams Even so the great and powerful Three in One That sits upon his all-inlight'ning Throne Does not deny to let his mercy crown The poorest Peasant with as much renown As the most stateliest Emperor though he Invests his body with more dignity Yet he 's but earth and must at last decay For Prince and Peasant go the self same way Their earth must turn to earth their Souls return To him that gave them or for ever burn There 's no distinction one infused breath Made them alike and both must live in death Or everlasting life both must commence Divines in Heav'n there 's no preheminence But all equality all must express With equal Joy their equal Happiness Rouse up dull man and let thy wak'ned Soul Be vigilant oh let thy thoughts enroul The love of God engrave it in thy brest That his resounding tongue may read thee blest O let thy sighs like Pens and let thy tears Like Ink transcribe the Love th'indulgent cares Of thy Creator that himself may find Within th' unblotted volume of thy mind Himself recorded so will he imbrace Thy spotless Soul and fill thee with his grace Incline thine ears and let thâ— heart rejoyce To hear the strains of his harmonious voice Harken and thou shalt hear his Prophets sing Th' admired Mercies of the glorious King Thus saith the great and ever-living One That rules the heav'ns governs earth alone 43. Thus saith the Lord that takes delight to dwel Amongst his Saints that formed Israel Created Jacob let thy sorrows flee Out of thy brest I have redeemed thee 'T was I that made thy clouded visage shine And call'd thee by my Name for thou art mine I will be with thee when thy feet shall wade Thorow the waters I will be thy aid I le make thee walk through Rivers and the waves Shall prove ambitious to become thy slaves And when thou walkest through the raging fire Th' unruly flames shall not presume t' aspire Or kindle on thy garments I alone The Lord thy God and Israels holy One And thy dear Saviour that was always true Gave Aegppt Seba and Ethiopia too To ransome thee for thou wert my delight And always pretious in my gracious sight Honors were heapt upon thee and thou wert The tender love of my affecting heart Therefore even I that am well pleas'd will give People for thy dear sake that thou mayst live Fear not for I am with thee and I 'le stand In thy defence and my all-grasping hand Shall bring thy seed from the remotest places And fill thee with my satisfying graces 6. My tongue shall call unto the North and say Unto the South Give and they shall obey Bring from a far my Sons and Daughters all Hear my loud voice be active when I call 7 I have created them and I proclaim They shall be call'd and honour'd by my Name I 'le usher forth the blind and make them see The splendent Glories of my Majestie I le cure the deaf and make their hearts rejoyce To hear the Ecchoes of my warbling voice Thus hath our God unty'd the tongues and broke His Prophets lips thus have his Prophets spoke And wilt thou be O man so much obdure As not to credit him that will assure Perpetual happiness Thou canst not ask That which he cannot give do but unmask Thy shamefac'd Soul that so thou mayst discry Jehovahs mercies with a faithful eye Descant upon his promises advise With thy own thoughts let reason make thee wise Inspect thy self weigh well thy own condition And thou shalt find thou want'st a good Physitian To cure thy maculated Soul Alas Thou art like water stop'd up in a glass So weakly fortifi'd and fenc'd about That one weak knock soon lets the Pris'ner out Vain lump of vanity what can this Earth Afford thy thoughts more than a short-liv'd mirth A mirth that fills thee with deluding toys And like a Tyrant afterwards destroys Dot'st thou on Earth For what because her pleasure Can guild thy wanton eye because her treasure Can cram thy bags because her Syrens song Can ravish thee because her power can throng Thy Soul with luxury because her charms Can court thee with delight because her arms Can pleasingly imbrace thee and impost Thy heart with gold and lull thee when th' ast lost Thy self in sleep Is this the little All That this great World can boast of Must we call These things our pleasures No they 'l prove our Our golden Fetters and our silken Snares These are the Joys we love these are the things cares That make us fly with our Icarian wings Up to Ambitions Court and there presume To gaze so long until our waxen plume Dissolve with heat and like presumptuous slaves Tumble our selves into the raging waves Of speedy Ruine Ruine's all that we Must hope t' obtain from Earths base treasurie Let 's scorn her wealth and say O Earth thou art A painted Mistress with a rotten heart Let 's hate to love that we may love to hate Th'unconstant glory of her fickle state Even as the subtile Crocodile prepares Her flatt'ring heart and eye-commanding tears To woo her Prey to come within the power Of her command that so she may devour With more facility and make her jaws To
of men who dayly are betray'd By those insidious snares which Satan lay'd T' intrap their Souls Alas how void of care Is heedless man How subject to a snare But he whose more than superficial love Is always active lab'ring to improve Our hearts with thankfulness denies to let Our Souls be taken in th' eternal net Of unconceived misery and live In lasting death not having power to give The least of drops unto our howling tongues But suck the Flames until our sulphurous lungs Crackle and belch forth brimstone till we tire Our Carbonado'd members in a fire That 's inextinct the more we strive to turn Our parched Souls still more and more they burn Resolve these things within thy serious mind Oh Man let Love instruct thee to be kinde To him that 's loving do no disrespect A God whose Soul so dearly can affect Pour out thy thoughts and practise to relent And let thy thoughts induce thee to repent Grasp opportunity Time 's always flying God's always living and thou always dying Dye then before thou dy'st redeem the time Because thy days are evil learn to clime Jacobs erected ladder thou shalt see Th'adst better clime a Ladder than a Tree As Judas did Be wise and do not fan Thy Soul with air remember what a span Thou art remember whose inspired breath Made thee a Soul forget not whose sad death Made thee alive be mindful that thou art Th' Epitomy of Heav'n inure thy heart To love the best of loves so shall thy brest Be fill'd with comfort and thy Soul with rest Prepare and know the very fowls delight To prune their wings before they take their flight Although terrestial Kings will not permit A Traitor to his Courts nor let him sit Before his presence though they will not hear A Malefactors prayers yet Heav'ns blest ear Is always open and his tongue invites Repentant sinners for his eye delights To view them in his Courts when they appear For muddy waters may at last prove clear 'T is not unlike ill scented dunghils may At last bear flowers that which is foul to day To morrow may prove fair the thing that cost Millions of silver may as well be lost As things of smaller value Heav'n can spy A miâ—e as well as mountains for his eye Is lodg'd in every cranny of mans heart And he knows all that searches every part Where breathes that Mortal that can comprehend The ways thoughts of God who knows the end Of his beginning He that can break a rocky heart in twain And re-unite it if he please again He that can part the boiling waves and stand Upon the Seas as on the dryest Land He whose celestial power can make the graves To open and command their slumb'ring slaves To rise nay more to stand nay more to walk Nay more if more than this may be to talk He that can make a Whale to entertain A Jonah and to spue him out again He whose almighty power can unlock The flinty bowels of a scragged Rock And make her headlong-gushing streams abound To wash the bosom of the thirsty ground He that can transmutate by power divine The poorest water into richest wine He that can curb rude Boreas and asswage The lawless passion of the Oceans rage He that can rain down Manna to supply The craving stomacks of mortality He that can like an all-commanding God Make Almonds flourish from a sapless rod He that can make the Sun and Moon stand still Or run according to his sacred Will He that sav'd a Daniel from the paws Of Lyons and can muzzle up their jaws He that can make the greedy Raven carry Food to his Servants like a Commissary He that can with an unresisted hand Dash fire into Ice and counter-mand The wanton flames charm them that they dare But burn his Servants cords and not their hair He that can cause ten thousand to be fed With two small fishes and five loaves of bread He that can cloth himself with fire and name Himself I AM and make a bush to flame Without consuming He that can convert A Rod into a Serpent and not hurt He that can make his visage shine so bright That not a Moses can behold the light He that can strike a hand with leprosie And cure it in the twinkling of an eye He that can in a moment cut and break Tongue-tying cords make the dumb to speak He that can out of unregarded stones Raise unto Abraham many little ones He that can heal the Cripple with a touch And free him from the thraldom of his Crouch He that can cure the deaf and can expel A thousand Devils in despite of Hell He that can perfect what he first begun Expects that man should say Thy Will be done Consider man and thou shalt find it true Heav'n can do all but what he will not do Think not because thou art of low estate That he will scorn to love and love to hate Remember Dives whose unsumm'd up store Improv'd so much until he prov'd as poor As ever Job was Job unhappy I To speak it he was rich in poverty Heav'n made poor Job so rich that Satans wealth Could purchase nothing from him but his health And that corporeal too he could not boast His bargain for 't was Job that purchas'd most Happy is he that can at last inherit Riches obtain'd by an impov'rish'd spirit We'd better lick with Lazarus the crumbs Than gripe with Dives for Soul-damning sums Wealth cannot bribe the flames yet scraps may feed The hungry wretch he that has wealth may need The Crumbs of comfort David did condole Th' abundant famine of his hungry Soul Gods Love 's not mercenary to be sold For brain-distracting heart-confounding gold Hast thou not heard O Man the heav'nly cry Of him that says Ye that are poor come buy Come buy of me your pen'worth shall be such That for a little you shall purchase much Here 's Love that 's spun unto the smallest thred Though thou want'st mony yet thou mayst have bread Do thou but ask thou shalt not fail to have For God's more free to give than thou to crave Fear not to ask of him whose ready ear Before thy tongue can ask is apt to hear Heav'n loves the language of a broken heart And he will harken and with joy impart His love into thee and his milk and wine Without the price of mony shall be thine Th' ingrated Pris'ner whose dull tongue is whet With sharp'ned hunger will not fear to let His language fly to every ear that comes Within his audience and he always sums The totals of his grief in hungry words Whilst thousands pass along but few affords The blessing of an Alms perhaps they 'l grieve And seem to pity but will not relieve Yet will he not desist but hourly cry Bread bread for Heav'ns sake bread or else I die Hard hearted Man why wilt thou not relent To hear thy Brother almost hunger-spent