Hate all that evil is For he the souls doth guard Of all dear Saints of his And saveth them From cruell spite and crushing might of wicked men 7 For just men light is sown And gladnesse is upstor'd For each true-hearted one Ye just joy in the Lord Him praise and blesse At memory of his so high pure holinesse Psal. CX 1. Met. All people c. THe Lord unto my Lord thus said Sit thou at my right hand on hie Untill thine enemies be made A fooâ—-stool for thy Majestie 2 The Lord shall send from Sion hill The scepter of thy sov'raign might Rule thou amidst thine enemies still Thy people yeelding to thy right 3 In sacred beauties yeelding thee When first thy powr'full Gospel cals As fruitfull births as dews can be That from the womb of morning fals 4 The Lord hath sworn and wist not break Neâ— change the word the which he swore By th' order of Melchizedâ—k Thou art a Priest for evermore 5 The Lord that stands at thy right hand In day of wrath shall Kings confound 6 Judging in many a Heathen land And heads of many countries wound And he shall fill in that same day Each place with bodies of the sâ—ain 7 And drink the torrent in the way And then lift up the head again Psal. CXI 1. Met. PRaise ye the Lord whom I will praise with all my heart and might In congregation of the just and in the Churches sight 2 Great are the works of our great God and they are sought into Of all that take content therein delighting â—o to do 3 Most honourable is hâ—s work and shineth gloriously His righteousnes doth still endure to all eternitie 4 And he hath made his wondrous works to be retain'd in minde Full of compassion is the Lord and graciously enclin'd 5 The Lord hath given meat to them that fear before his face He will be ever mindfull of his covenant of grace 6 The power of his works hath he in Israels sight ex rest To give to them the heritage which Heathen men possest 7 Lo righteousnâ—â—sâ— and judgement are the works of Gods own hands And sure are his cemmandements what ever he commands 8 Yea they stand fast for evermore and everlastingly And they are done in righteousnesse in truth and equity 9 He sent redemption to his own to make his people free And did command his covenant for evermore to be 10 Holy and reverend is the Name of our almighty king And onely from the fear of God doth all true wisdom spring 11 Good understanding have they all that carefully endeavour To practise his commandements his praise endure for ever Psal. CXII 1. M. Our Father c. OR O all ye c. THe man is blest that fears the Lord Delighting greatly in his word Mighty on earth his seed shall be And blessed his posteritie Riches and wealth his house shall fill His righteousnesse continuing still 2 Unto the man that is upright In darknesse there ariseth light He is a gracious righteous one And full of kinde compassion A good man's kinde he â—ends and sparcâ—â— Discretion guiding his affâ—rs 3 He shall not sure be mov'd for ever Nor his name perish now nor never His stablisht heart on God is staid Of evil tidings not affraid His faith is fixt his pain is past Untill he see his enemies cast 4 He hath dispersed of his store And given plenty to the poor His righteousnesse remaineth sure And shall for evermore endure His horn shall be exalted high With honour and with dignity 5 The wicked man this thing shall see And very greatly griev'd shall be Yea he shall gâ—ash his teeth for spite And pine away and perish quite Thus wicked mens desires shall die The Lord then praise and magniâ—ie Psal. CXIII 2. M. Give laud unto the Lord YE servants of the Lord With praise Gods name adore The name of God the Lord Blesse now and evermore From Sun to Sun Even from the East unto the West let this be done 2. All nations fear his pow'rs His glory mounts the skie There is no God like ours No other Lord so high Yet stoops we know All things to see in heaven that be or earth below The nâ—edy poor and bass From dust and dung he brings To sit in Princes place Even with his peoples Kings And her that had A barren womb he made become a mother glad Hallelujah Psal. CXVII 1. Metre O Praise the Lord all men all lands Great kindnes have we at his hands His praise record His truth is sure still to endure Praise ye the Lord Psal. CXIX 4. p. 2. M. Have mercy 2. MY soul cleaves to the dust now quicken me O Lord According to the promises of thy most faithfull word 26 I have declar'd my wayes and thou hast heard me too O teach me thy commandements and them to know and do 27 Make me to understand thy precepts perfect way So shall I have thy wondrous works to talk of every day 28 My soul doth even melt for heavinesse O Lord Vouchsafe O Lord to strengthen me according to thy word 29 Remove the way of lies and graâ—t me graciously 30 Thy holy law for I have chose the way of verity 〈◊〉 before me still thy judgements for my aim 31 I stuck unto thy testaments Lord put me not to shame 32 And I will run the way of thy commandement When as thou shalt enlarge my heart to yeeld a full consent The ninth part 2. Metre 65 VVEll with thy servant didst thou deal thy promise to fulfill 66 Good judgement Lord to me reveal and knowledge of thy will 67 For I beleev'd thy word O God although I went astray While unchastised with thy rod but since have kept thy way 68 Thy works and nature both are good teach me thy laws thereby 69 The proud to hurt me what they could against me forg'd a lye My whole heart notwithstanding that shall keep thy precepts right 70 Their heart like grease is waxen fat thy law is my delight 71 'T was good for me to be chastiz'd that I might learn thy pleasure 72 Whose law reveal'd I more have priz'd then store of earthly treasure Psaâ— CXIX 18. p. a M. Have mercy 137 RIghteous art thou O Lord thy judgements righteous too 138 The testimonies thou hast set are very just and true 139 My zeal hath me consum'd because my wicked foes Forgot thy words which are so pure so very pure are those 140 But therefore on that word thy servants love is set 141 Small and despis'd yet do not I thy testaments forget 142 Thy righteousnesse remains and so it ever doth An everlasting righteousnesse thy law is very truth 143 Trouble and anguish great have taken hold on me But yet Lord thy commandements my joy and comfort be 144 Thy testimonies truth stands to eternity O Give me understanding Lord and I shall live thereby The 19. part 2. M. All people c I Cry'd with hearts unfain'd desire
voice and tears that fall The Lord will hear the prayer I frame The Lord hath heard and hath reliev'd Let all my foes return with shame With sudden shame sore vext and griev'd Psal. XIIII 1. Met. Give laud unto c. THe fool hath said in heart There is no God at all They are in every part Corrupted by the fall There 's none doth good But they have wrought things vile nought even all the brood 2 The Lord did cast his eye From heaven his holy throne On mans posterity To see if any one He might discern That understood the things of God or sought to learn 3 They all are gone aside They doe themselves defile They all are wandred wide Become exceeding vile And there is none Of all mankinde to good inclin'd no sure not one 4 Have wicked workers all No knowledge generally Who have not grace to call Upon the Lord most hie Loe they are fed â—vouring here my people dear even like to bread 5 But yet they were in fear And great the fear must be For God doth still appear In good mens company And keepeth them â— every place I mean the race of righteous men 6 But ye have put to shame The counsell of the poor Because the Lord became His refuge to secure O that there were â— Israel some salvation come from Sion there 7 When as the Lord brings back Our hard captivity And lets not Israel lack So great a cause of joy Then surely shall Jacob rejoyce with heart and voice and Israel all Psal. XVII 2. Col. O praise the Lord c. KEep me as th' apple of thine eye And make thy wings my Canopy From wickednes And deadly foes that me inclose and much oppresse 2 They are inclos'd in their own fat And proudly prate they care not what They hemme us round In our steps now Their eys they bow down to the ground 3 Like greedy Lions seeking prey Or Lions whelp in secret way O Lord arise Defeat my foe and overthrow his enterprize 4 From wicked men that are thy sword From men that are thy hand O Lord My soul ô save From worldlings meer that only here their portion have 5 Whose bellies fill'd with thy hid treasure They spend their substance at their pleasure And leave unto Their babes the rest for they are blest with babes enough 6 But as for me I have accesse To see thy face in righteousnes And waking shall Thy vision see and I shall be fill'd therewithall Psal. XXIII 1. Met. THe living Lord my shepherd is and he that doth me feed Since he is mine and I am his what comfort can I need â— He leads me to the tender grasse where I both feed and rest Then to the streams that gently passe in both I have the best Or if I stray thou dost convert and bring my minde in frame And all this not for my desert but for thy holy Name â— Yea tho I walk in shade of death yet I will fear no ill Thy rod thy staff so comforteth and thou art with me still Yea thou dost make me sit and dine ev'n in mine enemies sight â—â—y head with oyl my cup with wine runs over day and night Thy grace and mercy certainly shall measure out my daies And in the house of God will I for ever give thee praise Psal. LIII 1. Met. Give laud unto c. THe fool hath said in heart There is not any God Corrupt in every part And none of them doth good Such Atheisme lurks â—n every one that they have done most odious works 2 The Lord from Heaven hie Lookt down on earth below On mans posterity That he might see and know What paths men trod If any man did understand and seek for God 3 But all are gon astray Become most base and vilde And wandred from the way And filthily defil'd So that they can No good thing do nor move thereto no not a man 4 What have they knowledge none That work iniquity They have not call'd upon The Lord that is most hie But they devour My folk like bread on them fed with tyrant-power 5 They were in fear and dread Where was no cause of fear For God hath scattered Their quarters here and there That have encampt Against our cause And hence it was they were so dampt 6 Lo thou hast put to shame Thy hatefull enemies In God's Almighty Name That did thy foes despise O that there might Salvation still from Sion hill on Israel light 7 When as the Lord shall please To bring our bondage back And gives his folk the eateâ— And gives his folk the ease And liberty they lack Glad news shall we In Jacob tell and Israel full glad shall be Psal. LVIII 1. Met. Ye children which c. DO ye speak righteousnesse indeed O ye that are of mortall seed O Congregation judge ye right 2 Yea ye in heart work wickednesse Your hands with violence oppresse the earth can scarcely bear your weight 3 They are estranged from the way And from the womb they go astray no sooner born then speaking lies 4 As serpents poison such is theirs Deaf adder-like they stop their ears and will not hear in any wise She will not hear the charmers voice Although his charms be wise and choice she will not hearken to a word 6 Lord break their keen and cruell fangs The eager tooth and tusk that hangs in these young lions mouths O Lord 7 As waters let them melt away Which constant run and have no stay and let his aimed arrows fail 8 And when he bends his bowe to shoot Let them drop broken at his foot and let them melt as doth a snail 9 So let them passe away on earth As woman-kindes untimely birth that they may never see the Sun 10 Before your pots can feel the thorns He 'l blast them as with whirlwinde storms Alive in living wrath begun 11 The righteous shall rejoyce to see Vengeance on them that wicked be and he shall wash his feet in blood 12 So that a man shall sure confesse Sure there 's reward for righteousnesse sure there 's a just earth-judging God Psal. LXVII 1. Met. Give laud c. LOrd blesse us of thy grace Be mercifull to thine And let thy pleased face Upon thy servants shine That all may see The heav'nly wealth and saving health that comes from thee 2 Let all thy praise rehearse With one united voice Sing in melodious verse Eternally rejoyce Thy power obey Whose justice shall dispose of all and bear the sway 3 Let all extoll thy worth Then store of fruit shall fall The earth shall bring it forth And God shall blesse us all God shall us blesse Earth far near his Name shall fear with awfulnes Psal. LXX 1. M. All people MAke haste O Lord and set me free Make haste O God and succour me Confound them with confounding shame That seek my soul to hurt the same 2 Let them be turned backward still
is he that is above within his holy place The father of the fatherlesse and judge of widows case 6 He gives both house and family unto the comfortlesse He bringeth bondmen out of thrall and rebels to distresse PSAL. LXIX the Collect. 13 THey tear me with their sland'rous tongues who in the gate did sit On me the drunkards made their songs with wicked scoffing wit 20 Thou know'st all my reproach shameâ— thou seest my great disgrace Mine enemies which procure the same are all before thy face 28 Adde sin to sin in all they doe heapt up in great excesse And let them never come into thy kingdoms righteousnesse 30 But I am poor and full of grief Lord to my soul draw nigh Let thy salvation give relief and set me up on high 31 Then will I sing and praise and blesse and magnifie his Name And with exceeding thankfulnesse will I extoll his fame 32 Which is more pleasing unto thee such grace thy minde hath born Then either Ox or Bull can be that hath both hoof and horn 35 Therefore let heav'n his praises sing let heav'n and earth begin Praise him ye Seas and every thing that lives and moves therein 36 For God will Sion mountain save and Judahs Cities build Thus men may here possession have and all the streets be fill'd PSAL. LXXI the Collect. MY Lord my God in all distresse my hope is whole in thee Then let no shame my soul oppresse nor once take hold of me 3 Be thou my rock to whom I may for aid all times resort Thy promise is to help alway thou art my fence and sort 4 Save me my God from wicked men and from their strength and pow'r From folk unrighteous and from them that cruelly devour 19 O Lord thy justice doth exceed as by thy works we see Thy works are wonderfull indeed Lord who is like to thee 20 Thou mad'st me feel affliction sore and yet thou didst me save Yea thou didst succour and restore and took'st me from the grave 21 And thou mine honour dost increase my dignity maintain Yea thou dost make all grief to cease and comfort'st me again 22 Therefore thy faithfulnesse to praise I will with violl sing My harp shall sound thy fame alwaies O Israels holy King 23 My mouth will joy with pleasant voice when I shall sing to thee My soul shall in thy Name rejoyce for thou hast made me free 25 My tongue thy uprightnesse shall found and speak it daily still For grief and shame doe them confound that seek to work me ill PSAL. LXXIII the Col. HOwever it be yet God is good and kinde to Israel To every one that 's clean of heart and keeps his conscience well 2 But as for me I almost slipt my feet began to slide And through temptation unawares my steps were turn'd aside 12 For we may see how wicked men in riches still increase Provided well of worldly goods and live in rest and peace 13 Then why doe I from wickednesse my fantasie refrain And wash my hands in innocence and cleanse my heart in vain 16 Then I bethought me how I might this matter understand But lo the labour was too great for me to take in hand 17 Untill I went into thy house and there O Lord and then I understood the wretched end of these ungodly men 18 And namely how thou settest them upon a slippery seat And at thy pleasure casts them down and mak'st their ruine great 19 Then all men wonder at the sight to see how soon they change They are destroy'd and quite consum'd with terrours great and strange 27 For lo all such as thee forsake shall perish every one And all desiring any thing except in thee alone 28 Therefore will I draw nigh to God and in the Lord I trust That I may set forth all his works to be both good and just PSAL. LXXIIII the Col. WHy art thou Lord so far from us in all this danger deep Why doth thine anger kindle thus against thy pasture sheep 2 Lord call thy people to thy thought which have been thine so long And which thou hast redeem'd and bought and brought from bondage strong 3 Remember Lord remember still where thy possessions fell Thy purchas'd place of Sions hill where thou wast wont to dwell 4 Lift up thy feet and come in haste and help our helplesse case Confound thy foes that rob and waste within thy holy place 5 The curious carving of the boards and goodly graven stones With axes hammers bils and swords they now break down at once 6 Regard thy Covenant rid and cleanse dark corners of our land So full of cruell robbers dens as now our realm doth stand 7 Arise O Lord and still maintain thy cause that is thine own Remember well how fools disdain and daily scorns are thrown 8 Forget not Lord how great it grows how insolent how high The tumults of thy rebel-foes increase continually PSAL. LXXIX 1. Met. 1. p. O Lord our God thine heritage the Heathen now invade Jerus'lem through their barb'rous rage a ruinous heap is made 2 Thy holy Temple they defil'd and thy Saints bodies given Some to the beasts some to the wilde and rav'nous fowls of Heaven 3 Their bloud throughout Jerusalem as water spilt they have So that there is not one of them to lay their dead in grave 4 Thus are we made a laughing stock almost the world throughout The enemies at us jest and mock which dwell our coasts about 5 Wilt thou O Lord thus in thine ire against us ever fume And keep thy wrath as hot as fire thy people to consume 6 Upon those Heathen pour the same which did thee never know All Realms which call not on thy Name consume and overthrow 7 For they have got the upper hand and Jacobs seed destroy'd His habitation and his land they have laid waste and void 8 Bear not in minde our former faults with speed some pity show And aid us Lord in all assaults for we are weak and low The second part O God that giv'st all health and grace on us declare the same Weigh not our works our sins deface for honour of thy Name 10 Why shall the Heathen folk alway to us as people dumb In thy reproach insult and say where is their God become Require O Lord as thou seest good before our eyes and sight Of all these folk thy servants blood which they have spilt in spite 11 And let thy Name be known thereby and now receive and take The heavie sighs complaint and cry which mournfull pris'ners make As is the greatnesse of thy pow'r doe thou accordingly Preserve and be their Saviour whom they condemn'd to die 12 Into their bosoms sevenfold O recompense the shame Wherewith our neighbours have been bold to vilifie thy Name 13 So we thy flock and pasture sheep will praise thee evermore And teach all ages for to keep for thee like praise in store PSAL. LXXX the Col. 5 LOrd
Do thou O Lord my prayers attend Thy Statutes I will keep intire I cry to thee do thou defend And I shall keep thy testament For I have made thy word my stay With earnest cries did I prevent The early dawning of the day 2 The watches of the night so late Wâ—th wakefull eyes do I prevent That I might duly meditate Upon thy sweet commandement Thy loving kindnesse now record And hear my voice that calls on thee According to thy judgements Lord Vouchsafe to come and quicken me 3 Lo they that follow wickednesse Draw nigh but far from thy command All thy commands are righteousnesse But thou O Lord art neer at hand Concerning thy approv'd decrees Lo I have known the same of old That thou O Lord hast founded these Eternally to keep and hold Psal. CXXI 1. M. Ye children which c. I Lift mine eyes to Sion hill From whence my help proceedeth still and where I alway do attend My help doth come from God most high The Lord that made both earth and skie and he to me shall succour send He will not suffer thee to swerve For God thy keeper will preserve and stay thy feet He slumbers not Behold the Lord that keeps thee well He never sleeps O Israel he never slumbers any jot 2 Behold the Lord thy keeper is And shades thee with that shade of his At thy right hand he 's thy defence So that the Sun that burns so bright Nor yet the Moon in sharpest night shall hurt thee with their influence The Lord will save thee sound and wholeâ— He shall preserve and keep thy soul from every hurt and every sore Both going out and comming in The Lord shall keep thee safe herein from this time forth for evermore Psal. CXXI 2. M. O praise the Lord c. VP to the hills I lift mine eies From whence my hope and help doth rise My help comes forth â—ven from the Lord whose powerfull word made heav'n and earth 2 Lo he that keeps thee slumbers not Nor lets thy foot be mov'd a jot He that doth keep His Israel all he neither shall slumber nor sleep 3 The Lord 's thy shade on thy right hand The Lord thy keeper there doth stand That neither may The moon by night his Israel smite nor Sun by day 4 The Lord shall keep thee from all ill And save thy soul and keep thee stil He shall no doubt Each time and tide thy goings guide both in and out Psal. CXXIIII 1. M. Ye children c. VNlesse the Lord had been our stay And took our part this present day now Israel may truly say But that the Lord did thus dispose And took our part against our foes when cruell men against us rose Then had they swallowed us alive When they in bitter wrath let drive and did for our destruction strive The waters then that did abound With swelling streams and deeps profound our souls had overwhelm'd and drown'd 2 The floods did rise the waves did roll The swelling streams without controll had overtopt and drown'd our soul O Blessed be the Lord alway That hath not giv'n us as a prey into their teeth this very day Our souls escaped very fair As bird from fowlers broken snare 't is broke and we delivered are Our help is in that blessed name The Lord our God the very same that did both earth and heaven frame PSAL. CXXXI The second Metre O Lord I have no scornfull eye nor proud nor haughty minde I seek not things that are too high but humbly am inclinde 2 My soul is like an infant wean'd even from his mothers brest And Israel so to be sustain'd on God should alwaies rest Psal. CXXXIIII 1. Metre BEhold ye servants of the Lord Which in his house by night do stand Blesse ye his Name with one accord Devoutly listing up your hand Within the Sancturary there Blesse ye the Lord with heart sincere The Lord that made both earth and skie From Sion blesse thee plenteously Psal. CXXXVI 1. M. I. p. GIve laud unto the Lord For every good he is The God of gods record And praise that name of his For certainly His mercies do indure unto Eternity 3 Give thanks O every one Unto the King of Kings For he and he alone Hath wrought such wondrous things For certainly c. 3 To him whose skill profound Did make the heavens clear And set the Seas their bound And made dry land appear For certainly c. 4 To him that made great lights The Sun to rule by day The Moon and Starres by nights Whose mercy last for ay For certainly c. 5 To him whose arm hath smote First-born of Egypt land And thence his Israel brought With strong out-stretched hand For certainly c. 6 To him that did divide The red-sea into parts And there did Israel guide To passe with joyfull hearts For certainly c. 7 Amidst it did they go But Pharâ—oh and his host The Lord did overthrow Upon the red sea-coast For certainly c. The 2. part Give laâ—d GIve God his praises due And thankfull thoughts expresse Who led his people through The desert wildernesse For certainly His mercy shall endure to all eternitie 2 Great Kings the Lord did smite And famous Kings he slew King Sihon th' Amorite King Og of Bashan too For certainly c. 3 And then he gave to you The land where they did dwell An heritage unto His servant â—srael For certainly c. 4 Who did remember us When our estate was low And hath redeem'd us thus From our oppressing so For certainly c. To him give praises due Who gives all flesh their food O give ye thanks unto The God of heaven so good For certainly c. Psal. CXLV 1. M. I. p. All people c. THee will I bleâ—se O God my King And honour to thy Name will give 2 To thee continuall praises sing Even while I have a day to live 3 For thou art great beyond all bounds And great thy purchas'd praises are 4 Through ages all thy glory sounds Thy wonders they do all declare 5 Anâ—â— will shew thy royall state Anâ—â—me rdâ—â—ired works unâ—old 6 That men thy wonders may relate When I thy mighty pow'r have told 7 That they thy righteousnesse may show And have thy glory much in minde 8 For Lord thou art to â—nger slâ—w Excceding mercifull and kinde 9 Thy goodnesse and thy mercies be On all thy works at large exprâ—st 10 Even all thy works do honour thee And thee alone thy Saints have blest 11 Thy kingdoms glory they shall show Their songs shall sâ—tth praises forth 12 That all man-kinde thy power may know And see thy kingdoms glorious worth The second part All people c. 13 THou Lord for evermore shall reign And ever rule through ages all 14 The bowed down thou wilt sustain And wilt 〈◊〉 up all those that faid 15 On thee all creatures fix their eyes In season to be duely fed 16