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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A76624	Daveidos: or, a specimen of some of David's psalms in English metre With remarks upon the late translators, by Mr. John Phillips.; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Selections.	Phillips, John, Mr.	1698 (1698)	Wing B2610A; ESTC T191036	18,640	63

Despis'd of all Mankind Thou hast preserv'd me in despite Of my contending Foes That still with eager Violence My Honour did oppose And thou hast made the Heathen stoop To my subduing Sword Strangers that knew me not before Now serve me as their Lord. When they but hear my Name they yield Not able to withstand And distant Kings their proffer'd Realms Submit to my Command Tho' far remote in dread of Me Their fainting hearts sink down They tremble in their Lurking holes In fear of my Renown Jehovah lives Blest be the Rock Of my Deliverance And let the God of my defence His Glorious Name advance Thou Great Preserver of my Life Even Thou hast set me free From those that prest my injur'd Soul The Sons of Cruelty Therefore O Lord o're all the World Will I extol thy Fame And study still new Songs of Praise In Honour of thy Name Most tenderly dost Thou preserve Thy dear Anointed King And wilt shew mercy to his Throne For ever flourishing PSALM C. To the Proper Tune Clangite Jehovae OH all the Earth sing loud to God And every Region Praise his Name Serve him with Gladness and with Songs Extol his everlasting Fame For know ye that the Lord is God He made us and our days decreed We are his People and the sheep That in his goodly pastures feed Oh enter then his Gates with joy And fill his Holy Courts with Praise Give thanks to him and bless his Name That Name which Heav'n and Earth obeys For the free Mercies of the Lord Endure to all Eternity Nor does his Truth e're fail the Hopes Of them that on his Truth relye Another way VVIth shouts of Joy let all the Earth The Praises of the Lord Proclaim With chearful Hymns and Odes resound The Adoration of his Name For he the Parent of the World First made us and our days decreed We are his People and the sheep That in his goodly pastures feed Enter his Gates with praise and fill His Holy Courts with chearful Songs Extol applaud and celebrate His Power to whom all Power belongs For still in an Eternal Stream His Goodness and his mercy flow His Truth endures from Age to Age The same o're all things here below PSALM CI. Misericordiam Judicium MErcy and Judgment are the Theams I hat wake my tuneful strings Of them I sing and sing to thee Great Soveraign of Kings Wisdom and justice are the Props That my soft Rule sustain Behold since thou didst fix my Throne The Method of my Reign For in th' Uprightness of my heart To Privacy restrain'd A true Example there I walk't Of Soveraign Command No wicked Deed my Regal Power Did meanly Countenance Nor fawning Falshood in my Court Did her proud Head advance They that with sullen Envy muse Disturbances of state I still abhor'd their vile Converse Chief Objects of my Hate He that with baneful slander sought His Neighbour to enthral Like to the Proud without Remorse Did by my Justice fall But to the Virtuous of the Land My favour still was shewn Religious Officers did shine Like stars about my Throne The fraudulent contrives of State My Councils never knew Them that by lyes their Pomp upheld My Anger did pursue Betimes will I exterminate The Wickeds growing Race No Harbour shall th' Ungodly find Within thy Holy Place PSALM CXXXVII WHen from our Country Captive led Upon the Banks we sate Of Babylons remoter streams Bewailing our hard fate Then lofty Sions ruin'd Walls Our thoughtful woes survey'd Those Walls no more for us to see All now in Ashes laid Streight from our Eyes grown big with tears A Briny Deluge fell Our Sobs and Sighs supprest the words That sought our Griefs to tell Upon the pensive Willow Boughs Our Lutes untuned hung And our neglected Harps lay by As carelesly unstrung Come Captives leave your fruitless Moans Our taunting Spoylers cry'd And Sing us one of Sions Songs But sadly we reply'd Ah! who can now those Airs repeat With which our Temple rang Who so distrest as we can sing As our blest Fathers sang Shall Babylon our songs deride So charming to the Ear Shall a Prophane and Forreign Land Our sacred Musick hear No dear Jerusalem no no If ever I forget Thy vast Affliction and thy share Of misery so great First let my nimble joynts benum'd Forget their Active Skill No more let tuneful Lute or Harp Their Artful Touches feel First to my dry and Parched Roof My useless Tongue be glew'd Unless thy joys and Songs of Praise Be once again renew'd Lord curse thou Edoms traiterous Race That in our ruin revell'd Sack burn destroy and kill they cry'd Let all be lowly levell'd And thou Fierce Babel when thy Tide Of Tryumph once shall turn Oh mayst thou then a Victor now Thy sadder ruin Mourn Full happy He who spoils thee then As thou hast laid us wast And makes the tast those bitter woes Which thou hast made us tast Who from the wailing Mothers Breasts The tender Babes shall tear And with their Blood the rugged Stones And Pavements all besmeare PSALM CXLVIII To the Common Tune and Measure LET Highest Heav'n extol The Praises of the Lord And all the seats of Bliss Melodiously accord Let Angels Praise Him with sweet Hymns And numerous Hosts of Seraphims Praise him both Sun and Moon That govern Day and Night Praise him ye lesser Stars In number infinite The Sphears above And Sphears below And waters that Beyond 'em flow Praise ye the Lord all These Praise ye his Holy Name The supream Architect That rear'd the wondrous Frame He said the Word And all was made From times decay Securely laid And as in Heaven above So Praise the Lord on Earth All Monsters which the Land And which the Sea bring forth All Dragons fierce And Whales that sweep The Vast Abys ses of the Deep And all ye Meteors The wonders of the Air Fire Snow and ratling Hail Jehova's Name revere Tempests and Storms And Hurricans Performing still What He Ordains Mountains and lesser Hills Valleys and Fertile Glades Trees happy in their Fruit Or yielding useful shades Cedars that mount To pompous height And variously The Hills delight All Creatures Flocks and Herds That People the wide Fields And every creeping thing That copious Nature yields The larger Fowl And lesser Crouds That Chirp and Sing Among the Woods All Monarchs of the Earth All Nations far and near Princes and Rulers too That swelling Titles wear Beauty and Youth With all their Charms Declining Age And Babes in Arms. Praise ye the Lord all these And magnifie his Name For only He alone Can our just Praises claim So great his Fame His Power no less That Heav'n and Earth Do both confess He has advanc'd in Fame The Strength of Israel His chosen People They Who in his Favour dwell Therefore to Him Your Voices raise To Him alone Sing Praise sing Praise PSALM CL. Hallelujah PRaise ye the Lord Praise him within His Holy Residence Extol him for the Boundless fame Of his Omnipotence Extol him for his mighty Deeds That fill the World with Wonder And for the Triumphs of his Power That Numbers cannot Number With lofty Trumpets Martial Sounds Extol his Puissance While the Far-ecchoing Drum Unites The Chorus in a Dance Praise him with Harps and Harpsichords With Flutes and Violins While the Majestick Organ joyns To grace the Vocal Hymns Praise him with Cimbals softly sweet Praise him with Cimbals loud Let every Creature that has Breath Extol the Living God FINIS 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in Judicio aut loco judicii 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in Coetu Justorum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Osculamini filium ne irascatur Some of the Rabbins atttibute the ne irascatur to God the Father and so turn it this way Osculamini filium ut sedet Iram putris Simile est hoc Regi qui ira percitus est in cives Iuerunt igitur Cives rogaverunt filium Regis ut sedaret iram patris 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Gena Maxillas 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Dentes 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Segregavit sibi Benignum seu potius sanctum for the word signifies both Gnalab Gneschan be Affo Ecsh Miffiou Tokel Gechalim Baguacou mimmennou Ascendit famus ah excandescentia tua Ignis consumet ex ore ejus pruinae arserunt ab●e 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Laetitia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Canticum laetum sive cum clamore 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Clangite voeifermini These three Words denote a chearful Service of God and n●t that morose Devotion which some are pleas'd to affect 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Comprehends all those Words 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Dissipabit allidendo which can never be done but that the Blood must sprinckle and scatter about 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Celi Celorum which includes the whole structure of the Heavens 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Aque quae sunt superne vel super coelos The Rabbins observe the Derivation of Shamaim from Shem Illic and Maim Waters because they say that Waters are there and that the Heavens are Compos'd of Fire and Water

not saved those That bare me causeless hate Then let my Foes pursue my Soul Not knowing whom to trust Let them tread down my Life to Earth My Honour to the Dust Else Lord arise and in thy Wrath Against my Foes appear That thy confirmed Promises My Innocence may clear Then shall thy People worship Thee To quiet Peace restor'd Oh! therefore for thy People's sake Advance thy Strength O Lord. Nor do I fear but thou wilt give Just Sentence on my side When Thou my clear Integrity And Righteousness hast try'd Second Part. Confound O Lord ungodly Men That vent their Spleen in vain But guide the Just and make thy ways Unto their Footsteps plain For tho' the secret Bosom hides Our Thoughts from Mortal Eye Yet like unfolded Leaves all Hearts Before Thee open lie Therefore will I in God alone For Aid and Succour trust Who stil preserves the Righteous And still protects the just Jehovah is a righteous Judge And patient in his Power Suffering the Wicked to provoke His Anger every Hour But if the Wicked will not turn From Sin 's alluring Charms He whets his Sword and bends his Bow His Sin-revenging Arms. Chas'd by such Instruments of Death No place shall give them Rest He makes his Arrows sharp to pierce The Persecutor's Breast Behold they travel all in vain Their Mischief to bring forth For Mischief is the thing conceal'd Tho' Folly be the Birth Deep Pits they dig in hopes to catch The Righteous there betray'd But reel themselves into the Grave For others Ruin made For on their own forsaken Heads Their plotted Mischiefs fall And while they studie to revenge Feel Vengeance first of all Therefore with Thanks will I extol The pleader of my Right And his protecting Truth in Songs Of Lasting Praise recite PSALM VIII O Lord our God how ought the World Thy wondrous Name to prize For thou thy Glory hast advanc'd Above the starry Skies The tender Babes and Sucklings crie In witness of thy Fame And to the Heav'n-contemning Crowd Thy Providence proclaim While I the Heav'ns behold the work of thy Almighty Hand The Moon and Stars in order fix'd By thy divine Command Then deeply reasoning with my Soul I these discourses make Oh! what is Man that thou hast wrought Such wonders for his sake For little lower in degree Then happy Angels plac'd Thou hast his Rare Seraphic Form With Heav'nly Beauty grac'd O're all the Works that Thou hast made He beareth lordly Sway All Creatures with submissive Awe His ample Power obey The profitable Sheep and Ox To hardy Toil decreed And all the Beasts that in the Field Or in the Desart feed The winged Fowl and lesser Fish That in the Rivers keep With all the larger Fry that haunt The secrets of the Deep Therefore O Thou o'er all the World Chief Lord and Governour How powerful is thy wondrous Name How wonderful thy Power PSALM IX WITH my whole Heart will I sing praise Unto the Lord our God The noble Acts which thou hast done Will I declare abroad I will be glad I will rejoyce In Thee O thou most High And in my Hymns thy blessed Name For ever magnifie For thou hast put my Enemies To ignominious flight That they with shame before Thee fall And languish at thy sight Thou by thy Power hast still maintain'd my just and righteous Cause Commanding from thy starry Throne Obedience to thy Laws Thou hast rebuk'd the Heathen's Rage and wicked Men destroy'd Their Name is perish'd from the Earth Of all remembrance void Insulting Enemies no more Your desolations boast For like the Cities ye laid waste The Fame of you is lost But he that dwells above the Stars For evermore shall Reign He hath prepar'd his Royal Throne True Judgment to maintain To all the Nations of the Earth Will he his Truth declare His chosen People unto Him For Justice shall repair The sure Protector of the Poor Will he at length appear In time will he the sad Complaint Of their Affliction hear And therefore they that know thy Name Shall on thy Help depend For still on them thy Guarding Power Ne're faileth to attend Second Part. Sing praises therefore to the Lord That doth in Sion dwell Unto the People all his Works In Songs of Wonder tell He strictly searches for the Blood Of them that are opprest And bears in mind the Poor's complaint Until they be redrest Have mercy on me O my God In pity of my grief Behold how near the Gates of Death I beg thy swift Relief That rescu'd so on Sion Hill Thy praise I may set forth And thy Salvation loudly sing In Songs of sacred Mirth Sunk are the Heathen in the Pit For others Ruin made Their Feet are taken in the Net which they in secret laid Oh! Justice still to be admir'd By just Examples taught For still the wicked dig the Snares In which themselves are caught Headlong to the forgotten Grave Ungodly Men descend Untimely Death mows down the proud That against Heav'n contend For always will he not forget The Poor when they complain Nor shall the Humble in Distress For ever wait in vain Up Lord and let not Man prevail ' Gainst thy Celestial might But on the Heathen take revenge So guilty in thy fight Let them in dread of Thee despair That in their deep distress They then may know themselves but Men And Thee their Lord confess PSALM X. WHy so far distant from us Lord Dost thou conceal thy Face Now that our Troubles most require The Comfort of thy Grace For wicked Men the vexed Poor Of all their Peace deprive But Lord confound them in the Plots Which they themselves contrive They boast of all their Hearts desire With Power and Riches stor'd In friendship with the Covetous They scom the living Lord. Such is their Pride that after God Their Folly never sought And hold the knowledge of his Name Not worthy of a thought They prosper in their wicked ways And from their scornful Eyes So far remote thy judgments are That they thy power despise He faith in his deceived Heart What cause have I of dread For I shall never now be mov'd Nor danger reach my Head His Mouth is full of vile Untruth And cursed Blasphemy Under his Tongue Deceit and Fraud Like poys'nous Adders lye In private Villages he waits To slay the Innocent In secret Holes his leering Eyes Against the poor are bent He lurketh as a Lyon lurks The humble to defeat And merciless devours the Poor Entangl'd in his Net With curteous Bow and lowly Cringe He bends his treacherous Knee Thus falls the Poor in heaps betray'd By smooth Hypocrisie Then in his wicked Heart saith he God has forgot their Cries He shall for ever vale and hide Their misery from his Eyes Second Part. Now then arise O God arise Lift up thy Potent Hand And succour thy afflicted Poor That have so long complain'd Wherefore should wicked Men blaspheme And thus thy power