Th'outgoings of the morn and even by thee are joyfull made The earth thou visit'st watring it thou mak'st it rich to grow With Gods full flood thou corn prepar'st when thou provid'st it so Her ridges thou dost water much her furrows settleft With showres thou dost her mollifie her spring by thee is blest So thou the year most liberally dost with thy goodnesse crown And all thy paths abundantly on us drop fatnesse down They drop upon the pastures wide that do in deserts ly The little hills on every side rejoyce right pleasantly With flocks the pastures cloathed be the vales with corn are clad And now they shout and sing to thee for thou hast made them glad PSAL. LXVI To the chief musician A song or psalm ALL lands to God in joyfull sounds aloft your voices raise Sing forth the honour of his Name and glorious make his praise Say unto God How terrible in all thy works art thou Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee shall be constrain'd to bow All on the earth shall worship thee they shall thy praise proclaime In songs they shall sing cheerfully unto thy holy Name Come and the works that God hath wrought with admiration see In 's workings to the sons of men most terrible is he Into dry land the sea he turn'd and they a passage had Ev'n marching through the floud on foot there we in him were glad He ruleth ever by his power his eyes the nations see O let not the rebellious ones lift up themselves on hie Ye people blesse our God aloud the voice speak of his praise Our soul in life who safe preserves our foot from sliding stays For thou didst prove and try us Lord as men do silver try Broughtst us into the net and mad'st bands on our loins to ly Thou hast caus'd men ride o're our heads and though that we did passe Through fire and water yet thou broughtst us to a wealthy place I 'le bring burnt-offrings to thy house to thee my vows I 'le pay Which my lips utter'd my mouth spake when trouble on me lay Burnt-sacrifices of fat rams with incense I will bring Of bullocks and of goats I will present an offering All that fear God come hear I 'le tell what he did for my soul I with my mouth unto him cryd my tongue did him extoll If in my heart I sin regard the Lord me will not hear But surely God me heard and to my prayers voice gave ear O let the Lord our gracious God for ever blessed be Who turned not my pray'r from him nor yet his grace from me PSAL. LXVII To the chief musician on Neginoth A Psalm or song LOrd blesse and pity us shine on us with thy face That th' earth thy way and nations all may know thy saving grace Let people praise thee Lord let people all thee praise O let the nations be glad in songs their voices raise Thou 'lt justly people judge on earth rule nations all Let people praise thee Lord let them praise thee both great and small The earth her fruit shall yeeld our God shall blessing send God shall us blesse men shall him fear unto earths utmost end Another of the same LOrd unto us be mercifull do thou us also blesse And graciously cause shine on us the brightnesse of his face That so thy way upon the earth to all men may be known Also among the nations all thy saying health be shown O let the people praise thee Lord let people all thee praise O let the nations be glad and sing for joy always For rightly thou shalt people judge and nations rule on earth Let people praise thee Lord let all the folk praise thee with mirth Then shall the earth yeeld her increase God our God blesse us shall God shall us blesse and of the earth the ends shall fear him all PSAL. LXVIII To the chief musician A Psalm or song of David LEt God arise and scattered let all his enemies be And let all those that do him hate before his presence flee As smoak is driven so drive thou them as fire melts wax away Before Gods face let wicked men so perish and decay But let the righteous be glad let them before Gods sight Be very joyfull yea let them rejoyce with all their might To God sing to his Name sing praise extoll him with your voice That rides on heav'n by his Name JAH before his face rejoyce Because the Lord a Father is unto the fatherlesse God is the widows judge within his place of holinesse God doth the solitary set in families and from bands The chain'd doth free but rebels do inhabit parched lands O God what time thou didst go forth before thy peoples face And when through the great wildernesse thy glorious marching was Then at Gods presence shook the earth then drops from heaven fell This Sinai shook before the Lord the God Israel O God thou to thine heritage didst send a plenteous rain Whereby thou when it weary was didst it refresh again Thy congregation then did make their habitation there Of thine own goodnesse for the poor O God thou didst prepare The Lord himself did give the word the word abroad did spread Great was the company of them the same who published Kings of great armies foiled were and forc'd to flee away And women who remain'd at home did distribute the prey Though ye have lyen among the pots like doves ye shall appear Whose wings with silver and with gold whose feathers covered are When there th' Almighty scatt'red Kings like Salmons snow 't was white Gods hill is like to Bashan hill like Bashan hill for hight Why do ye leap ye mountains high this is the hill where God Desires to dwell yea God in it for ay will make abode Gods chariots twenty thousand are thousands of Angels strong In 's holy place God is as in mount Sinai them among Thou hast O Lord most glorious ascended up on hie And in triumph victorious led captive captivitie Thou hast received gifts for men for such as did rebell Yea ev'n for them that God the Lord in midst of them might dwell Blest be the Lord who is to us of our salvation God Who daily with his benefits us plenteously doth load He of salvation is the God who is our God most strong And unto God the Lord from death the issues belong But surely God shall wound the head of those that are his foes The hairy scalp of him that still on in his trespasse goes God said my people I will bring again from Bashan hill Yea from the seas devouring deeps them bring again I will That in the bloud of enemies thy foot imbru'd may be And of thy dogs dipt in the same the tongues thou mayest see Thy goings they have seen O God the steps of Majesty Of my God and my mighty King within the sanctuary Before went singers players next on instruments took way And them among the damsels were that did on
perpetuall Thou cities raz'd perisht with them is their memoriall God shall endure for ay he doth for judgement set his throne In righteousnesse to judge the world justice to give each one God also will a refuge be for those that are opprest A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distrest And they that know thy Name in thee their confidence will place For thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face O sing ye praises to the Lord that dwels in Sion hill And all the nations among his deeds record ye still When he enquireth after blood he then remembreth them The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his Name Lord pitie me behold the grief which I from foes sustain Ev'n thou who from the gates of death dost raise me up again That I in Sions daughters gates may all thy praise advance And that I may rejoyce alwayes in thy deliverance The heathen are sunk in the pit which they themselves prepar'd And in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snar'd The Lord is by the judgement known which he himself hath wrought The sinners hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught They who are wicked into hell each one shall turned be And all the nations that forget to seek the Lord most hie For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for ay Arise Lord let not man prevail judge heathens in thy sight That they may know themselves but men the nations Lord affright PSAL. X. VVHerefore is it that thou O Lord dost stand from us afar And wherefore hidest thou thy self when times so troublous are The wicked in his loftinesse doth persecute the poor In these devices they have fram'd let them be taken sure The wicked of his hearts desire doth talk with boasting great He blesseth him that 's covetous whom yet the Lord doth hate The wicked through his pride of face on God he doth not call And in the counsels of his heart the Lord is not at all His wayes they alwayes grievous are thy judgements from his sight Removed are at all his foes he puffeth with despight Within his heart he thus hath said I shall not moved be And no adversity at all shall ever come to me His mouth with cursing fraud deceit is fill'd abundantly And underneath his tongue there is mischief and vanity He closely sits in villages he slayes the innocent Against the poor that passe him by his cruell eyes are bent He Lyon-like lurks in his den he waits the poor to take And when he draws him in his net his prey he doth him make Himself he humbleth very low he croucheth down withall That so a multitude of poor may by his strong ones fall He this hath said within his heart the Lord hath quite forgot He hides his countenance and he for ever sees it not O Lord do thou arise O God lift up thine hand on hie But not the meek afflicted ones out of thy memorie Why is it that the wicked man thus doth the Lord despise Because that God will it require he in his heart denies Thou hast it seen for their mischief and spite thou wilt repay The poor commits himself to thee thou art the orphans stay The arm break of the wicked man and of the evill one Do thou seek out his wickednesse untill thou findest none The Lord is King through ages all ev'n to eternity The heathen people from their land are perisht utterly O Lord of those that humble are thou the desire didst heare Thou wilt prepare their heart and thou to heare wilt bend thine eare To judge the fatherlesse and those that are oppressed sore That man that is but sprung of earth may them oppresse no more PSAL. XI To the chief musician A Psalm of David I in the Lord do put my trust how is it then that ye Say to my soul flee as a bird unto your mountain hie For lo the wicked bend their bow their shafts on string they fit That those who upright are in heart they privily may hit If the foundations be destroy'd what hath the righteous done God in his holy Temple is in heaven is his throne His eyes do see his eye-lids try mens sons The just he proves But his soul hates the wicked man and him that violence loves Snares fire and brimstone furious storms on sinners he shall rain This as the portion of their cup doth unto them pertain Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousnesse delight And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright PSAL XII To the chief musician upon Sheminith A Psalm of David HElp Lord because the godly man doth dayly fade away And from among the sons of men the faithfull do decay Unto his neighbour every one doth utter vanitie They with a double heart do speak and lips of flatterie God shall cut off all flattering lips tongues that speak proudly thus Wee 'l with our tongue prevail our lips are ours who 's Lord ov'r us For poor opprest and for the sighs of needie rise will I Saith God and him in safety set from such as him defy The words of God are words most pure they be like silver try'd In earthen furnace seven times that hath been purify'd Lord thou shalt them preserve and keep for ever from this race On each side walk the wicked when vile men are high in place PSAL. XIII To chief musician A Psalm of David HOw long wilt thou forget me Lord shall it for ever be O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me How long take counsel in my soul still sad in heart shall I How long exalted over me shall be mine enemy O Lord my God consider well and answer to me make Mine eyes enlighten lest the sleep of death me overtake Lest that mine enemie should say against him I prevail'd And those that trouble me rejoyce when I am mov'd and fail'd But I have all my confidence thy mercy set upon My heart within me shall rejoyce in thy salvation I will unto the Lord my God sing praises chearfully Because he hath his bountie shown to me abundantly PSAL. XIV To the chief musician A Psalm of David That there is not a God the fool doth in his heart conclude They are corrupt their works are vile not one of them doth good Upon mens sons the Lord from heaven did cast his eyes abroad To see if any understood and did seek after God They altogether filthy are they all aside are gone And there is none that doeth good yea sure there is not one These workers of iniquity do they not know at all That they my people eat as bread and on God do not call There fear'd they much for God is with the whole race of the just You shame the counsel of the poor because God is his trust Let Israels help from Sion come When back the Lord
He made when Aegypt land He travell'd through where speech I heard I did not understand His shoulder I from burdens took his hands from pots did free Thou didst in trouble on me call and I deliver'd thee In secret place of thundering I did thee answer make And at the streams of Meribah of thee a proof did take O thou my people give an ear I 'le testifie to thee To thee O Israel if thou wilt but hearken unto me In midst of thee there shall not be any strange god at all Nor unto any god unknown thou bowing down shalt fall I am the Lord thy God which did from Aegypt land thee guide I 'le fill thy mouth abundantly do thou it open wide But yet my people to my voice would not attentive be And ev'n may chosen Israel he would have none of Me. So to the lust of their own hearts I them delivered And then in counsels of their own they vainly wandered O that my people had me heard Isra'l My wayes had chose I had their enemies soon subdu'd my hand turn'd on their foes The haters of the Lord to Him submission should have fain'd But as for them their time should have for evermore remain'd He should have also fed them with the finest of the wheat Of honey from the rock thy fill I should have made thee eat PSAL. LXXXII A Psalm of Asaph IN gods assembly GOD doth stand He judgeth gods among How long accepting persons vile will ye give judgement wrong Defend the poor and fatherlesse to poor opprest do right The poor and needy ones set free rid them from ill mens might They know not nor will understand in darknesse they walk on All the foundations of the earth out of their course are gone I said that you are gods and are sons of the Highest all But ye shall die like men and as one of the princes fall O God do thou raise up thy self the earth to judgement call For thou as thine inheritance shalt take the nations all PSAL. LXXXIII A song or Psalm of Asaph KEep not O God we thee intreat O keep not silence now Do thou not hold thy peace O God and still no more be thou For lo thine enemies a noise tumultuously have made And they that haters are of thee have lifted up the head Against thy chosen people they do craftie counsell take And they against thy hidden ones do consultations make Come let us cut them off said they from being a nation That of the name of Israel may no more be mention For with joynt heart they plot in league against thee they combine The tents of Edom Ishmaelites Moabs and Hagars line Gebal and Ammon Amalek Philistines those of Tyre And Assur joyn'd with them to help Lots children they conspire Do to them as to Midian Jabin at Kison-strand And Sisera which at Endor fell as dung to fat the land Like Oreb and like Zeeb make their noble men to fall Like Zeba and Zalmunna-like make thou their princes all Who said For our possession let us Gods houses take My God them like a wheel as chaff before the winde them make As fire consumes a wood as flame doth mountains set on fire Chase and affright them with the storm and tempest of thine ire Their faces fill with shame O Lord that they may seek thy Name Let them confounded be and vext and perish in their shame That men may know that Thou to whom alone doth appertain The Name JEHOVAH dost most high o're all the earth remain PSAL. LXXXIV To the chief musician upon Gittith A Psalm for the sons of Korah HOw lovely is thy dwelling place O Lord of hosts to me The Tabernacles of thy grace how pleasant Lord they be My thirstie soul longs vehemently yea faints thy Courts to see My very heart and flesh cry out O living God for thee Behold the sparrow findeth out an house wherein to rest The swallow also for her self hath purchased a nest Ev'n thine own altars where she safe her young ones forth may bring O thou Almighty Lord of hosts who art my God and King Blest are they in thy House that dwell they ever give thee praise Blest is the man whose strength thou art in whose heart are thy wayes Who passing through Baca's dry vale therein do dig up wells Also the rain that falleth down the pools with water fills So they from strength unwearied go still forward unto strength Untill in Zion they appear before the Lord at length Lord God of hosts my prayer hear O Jacobs God give ear See God our shield look on the face of thine anointed dear For in thy Courts one day excells a thousand rather in My Gods house will I keep a door then dwell in tents of sin For God the Lord 's a sun and shield Hee 'll grace and glory give And will withhold no good from them that uprightly do live O thou that art the Lord of hosts that man is truly blest Who by assured confidence on thee alone doth rest PSAL. LXXXV To the chief musician A Psalm for the sons of Korah O Lord thou hast been favourable to thy beloved Land Jacobs captivity thou hast recall'd with mighty hand Thou pardoned thy people hast all their iniquities Thou all their trespasses and sins hast covered from thine eyes Thou tookst off all thine ire and turn'dst from thy wraths furiousnesse Turn us God of our health and cause thy wrath ' gainst us to cease Shall thy displeasure thus endure against us without end Wilt thou to generations all thine anger forth extend That in thee may thy people joy wilt thou not us revive Shew us thy mercy Lord to us do thy salvation give I 'le hear what God the Lord will speak to his folk He 'll speak peace And to His saints but let them not return to foolishnesse To them that fear Him surely near is His salvation That glory in our land may have her habitation Truth met with mercy righteousnesse and peace kiss'd mutually Truth springs from earth and righteousnesse looks down from heaven hie Yea what is good the Lord shall give our land shall yeeld increase Justice to set us in His steps shall go before His face PSAL. LXXXVI A Prayer of David O Lord do thou bow down thine ear and hear me graciously Because I sore afflicted am and am in poverty Because I 'm holy let my soul by thee preserved be O thou my God thy servant save that puts his trust in thee Sith unto thee I daily cry be mercifull to me Rejoyce thy servants soul for Lord I lift my soul to thee For thou art gracious O Lord and ready to forgive And rich in mercy all that call upon thee to relieve Hear Lord my pray'r unto the voice of my request attend In troublous times I 'le call on thee for thou wilt answer send Lord there is none among the gods that may with thee compare And like the works which thou hast done not any