those that seek thy Mercy find Even for the honour of thy Truth God ever just and good the way Of life will shew to such as stray The Meek in righteousness shall guide To such his heavenly Will express Which shall with Truth and Mercy bless All such as in his Laws abide My sins so numerous and great O â—or thy honour Lord forget What 's he who fears The ever-Blest To him shall he his Paths disclose His Soul refresh'd with calm repose The Land by his fair Race possest To him his Counsels shall impart And seal his Covenants in his heart On thee with fixed Eyes I wait My feet inlarge thou from their snares O pitty me so worn with cares Despised poor and desolate The troubles of my mind increase Lord from their galling yoke release Behold thou my affliction The toil and straits wherein I live My sins so infinite forgive Behold my Foes how potent grown How are they multiply'd of late Who hate me with a deadly hate Deliver O! from shame protect Since from my Faith I never swerve Let Innocence and Truth preserve Who constantly thy aid expect Redeem thy chosen Israel And sorrow from his brest expell PSALM XXVI LOrd judge my cause thy piercing Eye Beholds my Souls integritie How can I fall When I and all My hopes on thee relie Examine try my reins and heart Thou Mercies Source my object art Nor from thy Truth Have I in Youth Or will in Age depart Men sold to sin offend my sight I hate the two-tongu'd Hypocrite Those who devise Malicious lies And in their crimes delight But will with hands immaculate And offerings at thy Altar wait Thy Praise disperse In grateful verse Thy Noble Acts relate Thy House in my esteem excels The Mansion where thy Glory dwells My life O close Not up with those Whose sin thy Grace expells Who guiltless blood with pleasure spill Subverting bribes their right-hands fill Bold in offence But Innocence And Truth shall guard me still Redeem O with thy Grace sustain My feet now stand upon the plain Thy Justice I Will magnifie With those who fear thy Name PSALM XXVII GOd is my Saviour my clear light Who then can my repose affright Or what appear Worth such a fear My life protected by his Might Vain hatred vain their power That would my life devour These fell when they against me fought The Wicked suffer'd what they sought Though troops of foes At once inclose Of fear I would not lodge a thought Should Armies compass me So confident in thee One thing I have and shall request That I may in thy Mansion rest Till Death surprize My closing eyes That they may on thy beauty feast That in thy Temple still I may enquire thy Will When storms arise on ev'ry side He will in his Pavillion hide How ever great In that retreat I shall conceal'd and safe abide He to resist their shock Hath fixt me on a Rock Now is my head advanc'd renown'd Above my foes who gird me round That in my Tent I may present My sacrifice with Trumpets sound There I thy praise will sing Set to a well-tun'd string O hear thou my afflicted cry Extend thy pity and reply When thus the Lord In sweet accord Seek thou my Face with searching Eye Directed by thy Grace Lord I will seek thy Face Thy Face O therefore never hide Nor in thine anger turn aside From him that hath Serv'd thee with faith Forsake me not my ancient Guide So oft in dangers known O leave me not alone Although my Parents should forsake Yet Lord thou wouldst to Harbour take O lest I stray Teach me the Way And in thy Precepts perfect make Because my enemies Watch like so many Spies Expose me not to their desire For lying witnesses conspire Who in their breath Bear Wrath and Death My Soul had sunk beneath their ire But that I did relye On thy benignity In hope to see within the Land Of those that live thy saving hand He shall impart Strength to thy heart Wait on the Lord undaunted stand His heav'nly Will attend Who timely aid will send PSALM XXVIII MY God my Rock regard my Crie Lest I unheard like those that die In shades of dark Oblivion lie To my ascending Grief give ear When I my hands devoutly rear Before thy Mercy-seat with fear With wicked men mix not my Fate Nor drag me with the Reprobate Who speak of Peace but foster hate Such as their works their dire intent And practices to circumvent Such be their dreadful punishment Since they will not thy Choice renown But hate whom thou intend'st to crown O build not up but pull them down He hears His Name be magnifi'd My Strength secur'd on ev'ry side â—ince all my hope on him rely'd These Seas of Joy my Tears devour My Songs shall celebrate thy Power O thou that art to thine a Tower O thou my strong Deliverance Thy People thine Inheritance Bless feed preserve and still advance PSALM XXIX YOu that are of Princely Birth Praise the Lord of Heav'n and Earth Glory give his Pow'r proclame Magnifie and praise his Name Worship in the Beauty bless Beauty of his Holiness From a dark and show'ring Cloud On the floods that roar aloud Hark! his Voice with terrour breaks God our God in Thunder speaks Powerful in his Voice on high Full of Pow'r and Majestie Lofty Cedars overthrown Cedars of steep Libanon Calf-like skipping on the ground Libanon and Sirion bound Like a youthful Unicorn Lab'ring Clouds with Light'ning torn At his Voice the Desert shakes Kadish thy vast Desert quakes Trembling Hindes then calve for fear Shady Forrests bare appear His renown by ev'ry tongue Through his Holy Temple sung He the raging Floods restrains He a King for ever raigns God his People shall increase Arm with Strength and bless with Peace PSALM XXX MY Verse shall in thy praises flow Lord thou hast rais'd my head on high Nor suffer'd the proud Enemy To triumph in my overthrow I cry'd aloud thy Arm did save Thou drew'st me from the shades of Death Repealing my exiled breath When almost swallow'd by the Grave You Saints of his oh sing his praise Present your Vows unto the Lord His perfect Holiness record Whose Wrath but for a Moment stays His quick'ning Favour life bestows Tears may continue for a night But Joy springs with the Morning Light Long-lasting Joys soon-ending Woes In my Prosperity I said My feet shall ever fixt abide I by thy favour fortifi'd Am like a stedfast Mountain made But when thou hid'st thy cheerful Face How infinite my Troubles grew My cries then with my grief renew Which thus implor'd thy saving Grace What profit can my blood afford When I shall to the Grave descend Can senseless Dust thy Praise extend Can Death thy living Truth record To my Complaints attentive be Thy Mercy in my aid advance O perfect my Deliverance That have no other Hope
flecks the Skies All power to his Dominion bends His Glory the bright Stars transcends What God can be compar'd with ours Who Thron'd in Heavens superiour towers Submits himself to guide and move All that is done in Heaven above And from that height vouchsafes to throw His eyes on us who creep below The poor he raiseth from the Dust Even from the Dunghill lifts the Just Whom he to height of honour brings And sets him in the Thrones of Kings He fructifies the barren Womb The Childless Mothers now become Hallelu-jah PSALM CXIV WHen Israel left th' Egyptian Land Freed from a tyrannous command God his own People sanctifi'd And he himself became their Guide Th' amazed Seas this seeing fled And Iordan shrunk into his Head The cloudy Mountains skipt like Rams The little Hills like frisking Lambs Recoyling Seas what caus'd your dread Why Iordan shrunk'st thou to the Head Why Mountains did you skip like Rains And why you little Hills like Lambs Earth tremble thou before his Face Before the God of Iacobs Race Who turn'd hard Rocks into a Lake When Springs from flinty intrails brake PSALM CXV WE nothing can of merit clame Not for our sakes thy aid afford But for the honour of thy Name Thy Mercy and unfailing Word Why should th' insulting Heathen cry Where 's now the God they vainly praise Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie All underneath at pleasure swaies Their Gods but Gold and Silver be Made by a frail Artificer For they have eyes that cannot see Dumb mouths and ears that cannot hear Fools on their Altars incense throw Who nothing smell their Feet are bound Nor have they power to move or goe Their throats give passage to no sound Their hands can neither give nor take Unapt to punish or defend As senseless they who Idols make Or to their carved Statues bend Your hopes on God O Israel place He is your Help and strong Defence Be he you Priests of Aarons Race The object of your confidence In him all you that fear him trust He shall protect you in distress The Lord is of his Promise just And will his faithful Servants bless The House of chosen Israel And Aarons holy Family The poor and who in power excel That love and on his aid rely They shall a mighty People grow Their Children happy from their birth He will increase of gifts bestow Whose hands created Heaven and Earth He in the Heaven of Heavens resides And over all his Creatures reigns Among the sons of men divides The Earth and all that Earth contains Who sleep within the vaults of Death No Offerings to his Altars bring O praise his Name while we have breath And loudly Halelu-jah sing PSALM CXVI MY Soul intirely shall affect The Lord whose ears my grones respect In misery He heard thy cry To him thy Prayers direct Sorrows of Death my Soul assail'd The greedy jaws of Hell prevail'd Deprest with grief When all relief And humane pity fail'd I cry'd My God O look on me Thou ever Just th' afflicted free O from the Grave Thy Servant save For mercy lives in thee The Innocent and long distrest The humble mind by wrongs opprest Thy Favour still Preserves from ill My Soul then take thy rest God staid my feet and dry'd my tears Redeem'd from Death and deadly fears That still I might Walk in his sight And number many years Thus with a firm belief I pray'd Yet in extreams of trouble said All on the Earth Of mortal birth Even all of Lies are made What shall I unto God restore For all his Mercies Fall before His holy Throne And him alone With sacred Rites adore I will perform my Vows this day Where they frequent who God obey Right precious is The Death of His He sees and will repay Lord I am thine thy Hand-maids Seed By Thee from raging Tyrants freed My Prayers shall rise In Sacrifice My thanks thy Altar feed I will perform my Vows this day Where they frequent who God obey Even in his Court Within thy Fort Renowned Solyma PSALM CXVII YOu Nations of the Earth Our great Preserver praise All you of humane birth To Heaven his Glory raise Whose Mercy hath No end nor bound His Promise crown'd With constant Faith PSALM CXVIII PRaise our good God that King of kings From whom eternal Mercy springs Let Israel let Aarons Race Let all that flourish in his Grace Confess that from the King of kings Eternity of Mercy springs He in my trouble heard my Prayers And freed me from their deadly snares He fights my Battails then how can â— fear the Power of feeble Man Assists my Friends my Enemies Shall with their slaughter feast mine eyes Far better to have Confidence â—n God than trust to mans Defence On him much safer to relie Than on the strength of Monarchy The Nations all at once assail'd But by his Aid my Sword prevail'd Their Armies had beset me round â— with their Bodies strew'd the ground Though they like Bees about me swarm His holy Name and pow'rful Arm Shall soon consume their numerous powers As Fire the crackling Thorn devours Mad men his Fall you seek in vain Whom great Jehovah's Hands sustain He is my Strength his Praise my Song By him preserv'd from powerful Wrong Our Tents with publick Joy shall ring The Just of their Deliverance sing He with his own Right hand hath fought His own Right hand hath Wonders wrought â— shall not dye but live to praise The Lord who hath prolong'd my Daies He with his Scourge my Sin corrects â—et from the Darts of Death protects You to his Service sanctifi'd The Temple Doors set open wide That I may enter in his Name And celebrate his glorious Fame Those are the Doors at which all they Shall enter who his Will obey His Praise with Hymns immortallize My Saviour who hath heard my Cries That Stone the Builders from them cast Is highest on the corner plac't God hath reveal'd these Mysteries So full of Wonder to our Eyes This is his Day a Day of Joy Of everlasting Memory Great God of gods thy King protect Propitious prove to thy Elect. O blest be he whom God shall send We who within his Courts attend You from his Sanctuary bless And daily pray for your success God even the Lord hath shed his light Into our Souls and clear'd our sight Bind to the Altars horns a Lamb New-weaned from the bleating Dam. Thou art my God my Songs shall praise And to the Stars thy Glory raise Praise our good God The King of kings From whom eternal Mercy springs PSALM CXIX ALEPH. BLest are the Undefil'd who God obey Seek with their hearts nor from his Precepts stray No tempting Vice shall those from Virtue draw Who with unfainting Zeal observe his Law â—â—rd by thy sacred Rule my steps direct â—hose shall not blush who thy Commands affect â—y Justice learnt my Soul shall sing thy Praise â—â—rsake me
only Hope of those Who thee with Holy Zeal adore Whose all-protecting Arms inclose Their Safety who thy Aid implore PSALM IV. THou Guardian of my Truth and me That from these straits hast set me free O hear my Pray'r Be I Thy Care For Mercy lives in Thee You Sons of Men how long will you Eclipse my Glory and pursue Lov'd Vanities Delight in Lies To Man to God untrue Know God my innocence hath blest And will with soveraignty invest His gentle Ear Prepar'd to hear My never vain request Sin not but fear surcease and try Your Hearts as on your Beds you lie Pure gifts present With pure intent And place your hopes on high But Earthly Minds false Wealth admire And toil with uncontrol'd desire With clear aspect Thy Beams reflect And Heavenly Thoughts inspire O let my Joy exempt from Fears Their Joys transcend when Autumn bears His pleasant Wines On clustred Vines And Grain-replenish'd Ears Now shall the peaceful hand of Sleep In heavenly Dew my senses steep Whom thy large wings O King of Kings In shades of Safety keep PSALM V. TO hear me Lord be thou inclin'd My thoughts O ponder in thy mind And let my cryes acceptance find Thou hear'st my Morning Sacrifice To thee before the Day-Star Rise My Pray'rs ascend with stedfast eyes Thou lov'st no vice none dwells with thee Nor glorious Fools thy Beauty see All Sin-defil'd detested be â—â—ars shall sink beneath thy hate â—ho thirst for Blood and weave deceit â—hy Rage shall swiftly ruinate I to thy Temple will repair Since Infinite thy Mercies are And thee adore with Fear and Prayer My God conduct me by thy Grace For many have my Soul in chase Set thy strait Paths before my Face False are their Tongues their Hearts are hollow Like gaping sepulchres they swallow â—â—wn and betray even those they follow With Vengeance girt these Rebels round In their own counsels them confound Since their Transgressions thus abound Joy they with an exalted Voice That trust in thee who guard'st thy Choice Let those who love thy Name rejoyce Thy Blessings shall in show'rs descend Thy favour as a shield defend All those who righteousness intend PSALM VI. LOrd thy deserved Wrath asswage Nor punish in thy burning Ire Let Mercy mitigate thy Rage Before my fainting Life expire O heal my Bones with anguish ake My pensive Heart with sorrow worn How long wilt thou my soul forsake O pity and at length return O let thy Mercies comfort me And thy afflicted Servant save Who will in death remember thee Or praise thee in the silent Grave Vext by insulting enemies My Groans disturb the peaceful Night My Bed wash'd with my streaming Eyes Through Grief grown old and dim of sight All you of wicked life depart The Lord my God hath heard my cry He will recure my wounded Heart And turn my Tears to tides of Joy Who hate me let dishonour wound Let fear their guilty souls affright With shame their haughty looks confound And let them vanish from my sight PSALM VII O Thou that art my Confidence And strong Defence From those who my sad fall intend Great God defend Lest Lion like if none controul They tear my perse cuted Soul If I am guilty if there be Deceit in me If Ill I ever to my Friend Did but intend Or rather have not succour'd those Who were my undeserved foes Let them my stained Soul pursue With hate subdue Let their proud feet in Triumph tread Upon my head My life out of her mansion thrust And lay my Honour in the dust Against my dreadful Enemies Great God arise Just Judge thy sleeping Wrath awake And Vengeance take Then all shall Thee adore alone O King of Kings ascend thy Throne Judge thou my Foes as I am free So judge thou me Declare thou my integrity For thou dost try The Heart and Reins The Just defend The Malice of the Wicked end God is my Shield he help imparts To sincere hearts The Good Protects but menaceth The Bad with Death Nor will unless they change relent He whets his Sword his Bow is bent Dire Instruments prepared hath Of deadly Wrath And will at those who persecute swift Arrows shoot Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd now great With Mischief travel hatch Deceit Who digg'd a pit first fell therein Caught by his Sin On his own head his outrage shall Like ruins fall But I O thou eternal King Will of thy Truth and Justice sing PSALM VIII LOrd how Illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame Thy Glory thou hast set on high Above the Marble-arched Sky The wonders of thy Power thou hast In Mouths of Babes and Sucklings plac'd That so thou might'st thy Foes confound And who in malice most abound When I pure Heav'n thy Fabrick see The Moon and Stars dispos'd by thee O what is Man or his frail Race That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace Next to thy Angels most renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd The King of all thy Creatures made That all beneath his feet hath laid All that on Dales or Mountains feed That shady Woods or Deserts breed What in the Airy Region glide Or through the rowling Ocean slide Lord how illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame PSALM IX THee will I praise with Heart and Voice Thy wondrous Works aloud resound In thee O Lord will I rejoyce Thy Name with Zealous Praises Crown'd My Foes fell by inglorious flight Before thy terrible Aspect Thy powerful Hands support my Right Thou Judgement justly dost direct The Proud are faln the Heathen fly Oblivion shall their names Intomb Destruction O thou Enemy Hath now reciev'd a final Doom Thou Towns and Cities hast destroy'd Their memory with them decayes But God for ever shall abide And high his Throne of Justice raise A righteous Scepter shall extend And Judgement distribute to all He will oppressed Souls defend That in the time of Trouble call Who know thy Name in thee will trust Thou never wilt forsake thine Own Praise Sions King O praise the Just And make his noble Actions known Blood sâ—apes not his revenging Hand He vindicates the Poor mans Cause Lord my insulting Foes withstand And draw me from Deaths greedy Jaws That I may in the Royal Gate Of Sions Daughter raise my Voice Thy ample Praises celebrate And in thy saving health rejoice They faln into the Pit they made Are caught in Nets themselves prepar'd The Lord his Judgements hath display'd The Wicked in their works insnar'd The Wicked down to Hell shall sink And all that do the Lord disdain But God will on the Needy think Nor shall the Poor expect in vain Lord let nor Man prevail arise Th' Insulting Heathen judge O then Let trembling Fear their heart surprize That they may know they are but Men. PSALM X. WIthdraw not O my God my guide In time of
Trouble dost thou hide thy cheerful face Who want thy Grace The poor pur sue with cruel pride O be they by their own In-ven-tions o-ver-thrown The wicked boast of their success The covetous profanely bless By Thee O Lord So much abhorr'd Their pride will not thy pow'r confess Nor have thy favour sought Or had of thee a thought They in oppression take delight Thy Judgements far above their sight Their enemies Scoff and despise Who say in heart No opposite Can us remove nor shall Our greatness ever fall Their mouths detested curses fill Fraud mischief ever prone to ill In secret they Lurk to betray The Innocent in corners kill His eyes with fierce intent Upon the poor are bent He like a Lion in his den Awaits to catch oppressed men Who unaware Light in his snare His couched limbs contracts that then With all his strength he may Rush on his wretched prey His heart hath said God hath forgot He hides his face he minds it not Arise O Lord Draw thy just sword Nor out of thy remembrance blot The poor and desolate O shield them from his hate Why should the wicked God despise And say he looks with careless eyes Their well seen spight Thou shalt requite The poor O Lord on Thee relies Thou help'st the Fatherless Whom cruel men oppress A sunder break the arms of those Who ill affect and good oppose Their crimes explore Untill no more Lurk in their bosoms to disclose Eternal King thy Hand Hath chac'd them from thy Land Lord thou hast heard thy Servants prayer Thou wilt their humble hearts prepare Thy gracious Ear Inclin'd to hear The Fatherless and worn with care Judge thou that Mortals may No more with outrage sway PSALM XI MY God on Thee my hopes relie Why say they to my troubled Soul Arise up to your Mountain flie Flie quickly like a chaced Fowl For loe the Wicked bend their bows Their arrows fit with secret Art That closely they may shoot at those Who are upright and pure in heart If their foundation be destroy'd What can the Righteous build upon God in his Temple doth abide Heav'n is the Great Jehovah's Throne His Eyes behold his Eye-lids try The Sons of Men allows the best But such as joy in cruelty The Lord doth from his Soul detest Snares horrid Tempest Brimstone Fire Their portion on their heads shall light Th' intirely Just affects th' Intire For ever precious in his sight PSALM XII HElp Lord for Godly men decay From Mortals Faith enforced flies And with their sins Companions they Talk of af fected Vanities Their flattering Tongues a bound with Lies Their double Hearts bent to betray God shall those flattering Lips confound And Tongues which swell with proud Disdain Whose boastings arrogantly sound Our Tongues the conquest shall obtain They are our own who shall restrain Or to our Wills prescribe a bound But for th' Oppression of the Poor And Wretches sighs which pierce the Skies Who pity at his Throne implore The Lord hath said I will arise And from their Foes who them despise Deliver all that me adore Gods Word is pure as pure as Gold In melting Furnace seven times try'd His Arms for ever shall infold All those who in his truth abide The wicked range on ev'ry side When vitious men the Scepter hold PSALM XIII HOw long Lord let me not for e-ver be forgot How long my God wilt thou Contract thy clouded brow How long in mind perplext Shall I be daily vext How long shall he controul Who persecutes my soul Consider hear my cries Illuminate mine eyes Lest with exhausted breath I ever sleep in Death Lest my insulting Foe Boast in my overthrow And those who would destroy In my subversion joy But I Thou ever Just Will in thy Mercy trust And in thy saving Grace My constant Comfort place My Songs shall sing thy Praise That hast prolong'd my Dayes PSALM XIV THe fool hath said in his false heart God cares not what to Man succeeds Abomi nable are their deeds All Ill affects from Good depart Jehovah Mans rebellious Race Beheld from his celestial Throne To see if there were any one That understood or sought his Face All from forsaken Truth are flown Corrupt in Body such in Soul Defil'd within without as foul None Good indeavours no not One. Are all that work Iniquity By Ignorance so blindly led My People they devour like Bread Nor call on him who sits on high Their Consciences with terrour quake Since God doth with the Just abide For Poor mens Counsels they deride Who him for their Protection take O that unto thy Israel Salvation might from Sion Spring When God shall us from Bondage bring No joy shall Iacob's joy excel PSALM XV. WHo shall in thy Tent a bide On thy Holy Hill reside He that 's Just and Innocent Tells the truth of his intent Slanders none with venomb'd Tongue Fears to do his Neighbour wrong Fosters not base Infamies Vice beholds with scornful Eyes Honours those who fear the Lord Keeps though to his loss his Word Takes no Bribes for wicked ends Nor to Use his Money lends Who by these directions guide Their pure steps shall never slide PSALM XVI PReserve me my undoubted Aid To whom thou O my Soul hast said Thou art my God no good in me Nor Merit can extend to Thee But to thy blessed Saints that dwell On Earth whose Graces most excell Those Ravish me with pure Delight Their sorrows shall be infinite Who other Gods with Gifts adore Their bloody Off'rings I abhor Nor shall their Names my Lips profane But God my Lot will still maintain He is my Portion he bestows The Cup that with his Bounty flows I have a pleasant Seat obtain'd A fair and large Possession gain'd The Lord will I for ever praise Whose Counsels have inform'd my Wayes And my inflamed Zeal excite To serve him in the silent Night He is my Object by his Hand Confirm'd immoveable I stand Joy hath my Heart and Tongue possest My Flesh in constant Hope shall rest Thou wilt not leave my Soul alone In Hell nor let thy Holy One Corruption see But that High-way To Everlasting Life display Thy Presence yields intire delight At thy Right hand Joys infinite PSALM XVII LOrd grant my just Request O hear my cry And Pray'rs that lips untoucht with guile unfold My Cause before thy High Tribunal try And let thine Eyes my Righteousness behold Thou prov'st my Heart even in the Nights recess Like Mettal try'st me yet no Dross hast found â— am resolv'd my Tongue shall not transgress But on thy Word will all my Actions ground So shall I from the Paths of Tyrants fly O lest I slip direct my Steps by Thine Thee invoke for Thou wilt hear my Cry Thine Ear to my afflicted Voice incline O shew thy wondrous Love Thou from their Foâ— Preservest all that on thy Aid depend Lord as
And shield from harm Help from his Sanctuary send And out of Sion thee defend Thy Odors which pure flames consume Be his Perfume May he accept thy Sacrifice Fir'd from the Skies For ever thy indeavours bless And crown thy Counsels with success We will of thy Deliverance sing Triumphant King Our Ensigns in that pray'dâ—for Day With Joy display Even in the Name of God O still May he thy just Desires fulfil Now know I his Anointed He Will hear and free With saving Hand and Mighty Power From his high Tower These trust in Horse in Chariots those Our trust we in our God repose Their wounded limbs with anguish bend To Death descend But we in fervour of the fight Have stood upright O save us Lord thy Suppliants hear And in our aid Great King appear PSALM XXI LOrd in thy Salvation In the Strength which thou hast shown Greatly shall the King rejoyce How will Joy exalt his Voice Thou hast granted his request Of his Hearts desire possest Blest with Blessings manifold Crown'd with sparkling Gems and Gold Praid-for Life thou granted hast Length of Days which never waste By thy Safe-guard glorious made With high Majesty array'd Of resistless Pow'r possest By thy favours ever blest Lo his Joys are infinite Joy reflected from thy sight For the King in God did trust Through the Mercy of the Just He shall ever fixed stand For thy Hand thy own right Hand Shall thy Enemies destroy Who would in thy ruin joy When thy Anger shall awake Them a flaming Furnace make God shall swallow in his Ire And devour them all with fire From the Earth destroy their Fruit Never let their Seed take root Mischievous was their intent All their Thoughts against me bent Thoughts which nothing could perform Let thy Arrows like a Storm Put them to inglorious flight On their daunted faces light Lord aloft thy Triumphs raise While we sing thy Power and Praise PSALM XXII MY God! O why hast thou forsook Why O so far withdrawn thine Aid Nor when I roared pity took My God by day to Thee I pray'd And when Nights Curtains were display'd Yet would'st not Thou vouchsafe a look Yet thou art Holy thron'd on high The Israelites thy Praise resound Our Fathers did on thee relye Their Faith with wreaths of Conquest crown'd They sought and thy Deliverance found They trusted and thy Truth did trie But I a worm no man am made The scorn of men despis'd by all Who shake their Heads make mouths upbraid Let God say they redeem from thrall On whom thy Hopes so vainly call Now let him his Beloved aid Thou drew'st me from the Womb by Thee Confirmed at my Mothers breast When born Thou took'st the charge of me Even from my Birth my God profest O succour me with fear distrest Thou canst alone thy Servant free Incensed Bulls about me stare Strong Bulls of Bashan girt me round Who their inflamed mouths prepare Like ravenous Lions to confound I 'm spilt like water on the ground And all my Bones disjointed are My Heart like Wax within me thaws My vigour as a Pot-sheard dry'd My thirsty Tongue cleaves to my jaws In dust of Death thou do'st me hide Dogs compass me on ev'ry side And multitudes who hate thy Laws My Hands and Feet transfixed are Bones to be told with anguish waste This seen with joy my robes they share Lots on my seamless garment cast My Strength to my redemption haste Nor O be deaf to my sad prayer Let not the Sword thy Servant wound My Dearling from the Dog protect From Lions that in rage abound From Unicorns guard thy Elect. I then my Brethren will direct Among the Saints thy Praise resound O praise him you who fear the Lord You Sons of Iacob God adore Let Israels Seed his praise record For from their crys who help implore His Face he hides not nor the Poor In their Affliction hath abhorr'd I in the great Assembly shall Declare his Works which words exceed And pay my Vows before them all The Meek abundantly shall feed The Faithful praise their Help at need Nor by the stroke of Death shall fall All who behold the Suns Up-rise Shall God profess and serve alone And all the Heathen Families Shall cast themselves before his Throne Because the Kingdom is his own For over all his Empire lies Who in prosperity abound Nor undeserved Honours gain Who poorly creep upon the ground And scarce their needy lives sustain Shall eat and to his easie reign Submit with joys eternal crown'd Their sanctifi'd Posteritie Shall ever celebrate his Name Adopted Sons of the most High They shall his Righteousness proclame And Works of everlasting fame To their believing Progeny PSALM XXIII THe Lord my Shepherd me his Sheep Will from consuming Famine keep He fosters me in fragrant Meads By softly-sliding waters leads My Soul refresh'd with pleasant juice And lest they should his Name traduce Then when I wander in the Maze Of tempting sin informs my ways No terrour can my courage quail Though shaded in Deaths gloomy vail By thy Protection fortifi'd Thy Staff my Stay thy Rod my Guide My Table thou hast furnished Powr'd pretious Odors on my head My Mazer flows with pleasant Wine While all my Foes with envy pine Thy Mercy and Beneficence Shall ever joyn in my Defence Who in thy House will sacrifice Till aged Time close up mine eyes PSALM XXIV THe round and many-peopled Earth What from her womb extract their birth And whom her foodful breast sustains Are his who high in glory raigns The Land in moving Seas hath plac'd By ever-toiling Floods imbrac'd Who shall upon his Mountain rest Who in his Sanctuary feast Even he whose hands are innocent His heart unsoil'd with foul intent Whom swoln Ambition Avarice Nor tempting Pleasures can intice Who only their infection fears And never fraudulently swears The Lord his Saviour him shall bless And cloth him with his Righteousness Such are of Iacobs Faithful Race Who seek him and shall find his Face You lofty Gates your Leaves display You everlasting Doors give way The King of Glory comes O sing His Praise Who is this glorious King The Lord in Strength in Pow'r compleat The Lord in Battail more than great You lofty Gates your Leaves display You everlasting Doors give way The King of Glory comes O sing His praise Who is this glorious King The Lord of Hosts of Victory Is King of glory thron'd on high PSALM XXV ON Thee with Confidence I call To thee my troubled Soul erect Lord let not shame my look deject Nor Malice triumph in my fall Thy Servants save but those confound Who Innocence with slander wound In thy disclosed paths direct Thy Truth that leading Star display O my Redeemer every day My dangers thy relief expect Think of thy Mercies shown of old Thy Mercies more than can be told The sins of my unbridled Youth Nor frail Transgressions call to mind Let
I Vices should affect Would not He my Prayers reject But the Lord my Prayers hath heard Which my tongue with tears preferr'd Sourâ—e of Mercy be Thou blest That hast granted my Request PSALM LXVII LOrd show'r on us thy Grace Inrich with Gifts divine Let thy illustrious Face Upon thy Servants shine That all below The arched Skie May Thee and thy Salvation know Let all thy Praise rehearse With one united Voyce Sing in melodious Verse Eternally rejoyce Thy Power obey Whose Justice shall Dispose of All All Scepters sway Let all extol thy Worth Then shall the smiling Earth Her pleasant fruits bring forth Nor ever mourn in Dearth We who implore Thy Blessings find And all Mankind With fear adore PSALM LXVIII LEt God the God of Battail rise And scatter his proud Enemies O let them flee before his face Like smoak which driving tempests chace As Wax dissolves with scorching Fire So perish in his burning Ire But let the Just with joy abound In joyful Songs his Praise resound Who riding on the rowling Sphears The Name of great Jehovah bears Before his Face your joys express A Father to the fatherless He wipes the tears from Widows eyes The single Plants in Families Inlarging those who late were bound While Rebels starve on thirsty Ground When he our numerous Army led And march'd through Deserts full of dread Heaven melted and Earths Centre shook With his majestick Presence strook When Israels God in Clouds came down High Sinai bow'd his trembling Crown He in th' approach of meager Dearth With show'rs refresht the fainting Earth Where his own Flock in safety fed The Needy unto plenty led By Him we conquer Virgins sing Our Victories and Timbrels sing He Kings with their vast Armies foils While women share their wealthy spoils You who among the Pots have lain In Soot and Smoak shall shine again Bright as the silver-feather'd Dove Whose wings with golden Splendor move When he the Kings had overthrown Our Land like snowy Salmon shone Gods Mountain Bashans Mount transcends Though he his many Heads extends Why boast you so ye meaner Hills God with his Glory Sion fills This his beloved Residence Nor ever will depart from hence His Chariots twenty thousand were Which Myriads of Angels bear He in the midst as when he crown'd High Sinai's sanctified ground Lord Thou thy Self hast rais'd on high Thou captivat'st Captivity Deck'd with the trophees of his Foes The gifts receiv'd on his bestows Reducing those who did rebell That both might in his Sion dwell O praised be the God of gods Who his with daily blessings loads The God of our Salvation On whom our hopes depend alone The Controverse of Life and Death Is arbitrated by his Breath He on their heads his Foes shall wound Their hairy scalps whose sins abound And in their trespasses proceed Thus spake Jehovah Iacobs Seed I will from Bashan bring again And through the bottom of the Main That Dogs may lap their enemies blood And they wade through a crimson Flood We in thy Sanctuary late My God my King beheld thy State The sacred Singers march'd before Who instruments of Musick bore In order followed Every Maid Upon her pleasant Timbrel plaid His Praise in your Assemblies sing You who from Israels Fountain spring Nor little Benjamin alone But Iudah from his Mountain-throne The far removed Zebulun And Naphtali which borders on Old Iordan where his stream dilates Joyn'd all their Powers and Potentates For us his winged Souldiers fought Lord strengthen what thy hand hath wrought He that supports a Diadem To Thee divine Ierusalem Shall in Devotion treasure bring To build the Temple of his King Break through their Pikes the multitude Of Bulls with savage strength indu'd Till they with gifts sweet Peace invite But scatter those whom Wars delight Far off from Sun-burnt Meroë From falling Nilus from the Sea Which beats on the Aegyptian shore Shall Princes come and here adore You Kingdoms through the World renown'd Sing to the Lord his praise resound He who Heavens upper Heaven bestrides And on her aged shoulders rides Whose voice the Clouds asunder rends In Thunder terrible descends O praise his Strength whose Majesty In Israel shines his Power on high He from his Sanctuary throws A trembling horror on his Foes While us his Power and Strength invest O Israel praise the Ever-blest PSALM LXIX LOrd snatch me from the raging Floud Now in deep Eddies almost drown'd That struggle in the yielding mud There where no bottom can be found The rising waves my head surround And with their terrors chill my Bloud Tir'd with complaining hoarse and sore Sight fails my long-expecting Eyes My Hairs are not in number more Than my uninjur'd Enemies The great in wrong against me rise I what I never took restore My God Thou know'st my Innocence Let not the faithful blush for me Traduc'd by slanderous Impudence Nor O! let those that call on Thee Their shame in my Confusion see Since Thou art our profest Defence For Thee I suffer Calumnies To Men become a general scorn Deserted by my near Allies By children of my Mother born Through zeal unto thy Honour worn While thy reproach upon me lies I fasted wept in Sack-cloth mourn'd My anguish in my looks exprest Yet this to my derision turn'd By Drunkards sung at every Feast Even Judges at my sorrow jest My Innocence by slander spurn'd Yet shall my Prayers and Sighs ascend Even in an acceptable hour Thy Mercy gracious Lord extend And save by thy Almighty Power Let not the swallowing mud devour Preserve from such a shameful end Deliver from th' insulting Foe My strugling Feet from sinking keep Let not the Billows overflow Nor Whirl-pits suck into their Deep O pity Thou the Eyes that weep And thy Transcendent Mercy show Hear and redeem without delay Nor in my trouble hide thy Face Lest I become a wretched prey To such as have my Soul in chase My shame indignities disgrace And all their crimes before Thee lay Reproach my bleeding heart hath pierc'd Was ever Sorrow half so great Compassion hath her Eyes averst My Grief no comfort could intreat They gave me bitter Gall to eat And Vinegar to quench my Thirst. O be their board a snare to those Prosperity it self a Bait Their Eyes in clouds of darkness close And let them fall by their own weight Pour on them thy Eternal hate With vengeance multiply their woes In Ruins let their Houses lie None in their silent Tents be found That would whom thou hast smit destroy And wounded Souls with slander wound Let their Iniquities abound Nor ever in thy Mercy joy Their names out of thy Volume blot Nor with the Just inthrone their Daies Though poor to misery begot Yet Thou shalt my dejection raise Then will I celebrate thy Praise My thankful Heart no time shall spot This will Jehovah more delight Than Bulls prepar'd for Sacrifice Their guilded Horns with Garlands
Judgement his great Power affects Yet by Equity directs These celestial Twins imbrace These reflect on Iacobs Race O how holy above all Honour at his Foot-stool fall Moses Aaron heretofore Among those who Mitres wore Samuel by Vow desir'd Among those who were inspir'd These to him their Prayers preferr'd These by him as soon were heard These his Statutes rarely brake Unto these th' Almighty spake In the Pillar of a Cloud To his Service ever vow'd He did their Petitions hear Merciful and yet severe The Holy on his Holy Hill Glorifie and worship still PSALM C. ALL from the Suns uprise Unto his Setting Raies Resound in Jubilees The great Jehovah's Praise Him serve alone In triumph bring Your Gifts and sing Before his Throne Man drew from Man his Birth But God his noble Frame Built of the ruddy Earth Fill'd with caelestial Flame His Sons we are Sheep by him led Preserv'd and fed With tender care O to his Portals press In your divine resorts With Thanks his Power profess And praise him in his Courts How good how pure His Mercies last His Promise past For ever sure PSALM CI. OF Justice I and Mercy sing Which Lord from thee their Fountain spring The Graces that adorn a King Grave Wisdom shall my steps direct No Vice my heart nor Roof infect When wilt thou visit thine Elect No pleasure shall mine eyes misguide Who from the Tract of Virtue slide Just Hate shall from my Soul divide Who mischief in their Hearts contrive Delight in Wrong in Factions strive I from my peaceful Court will drive Who hath his Friend with Slander strook I will cut off nor ever brook A proud Heart and a haughty Look Mine Eyes the Faithful shall observe Those in my Family shall serve Who never from pure Virtue swerve But who are exercis'd in Guile Whose Tongues malicious Lies defile I from my Presence will exile And all the Wicked in the Land Will cut off with a timely Hand Nor shall they in Gods City stand PSALM CII ACcept my Prayers nor to the Cry Of my Afflictions stop thine Ear Lord in the time of Misery And sad restraint serene appear The Sighings of my Spirit hear And when I call with speed reply As Smoak so fleets my Soul away My marrow dry'd as Hearths with heat My heart struck down like withered Hay Through Sorrow I forsake my meat While meagre cares my Liver eat The clinging Skin my Bones display Like Desert-haunting Pelicans In Cities not less desolate Like Screech-Owls who with ominous strains Disturb the Night and day-light hate A Sparrow which hath lost his Mate And on a Pinacle complains Reviling Foes my Honour blast And frantick men my ruin swear For Bread I roll'd-on ashes tast Each drop I drink mixt with a tear For Lord O who thy Wrath can bear Thou raisest and dost head-long cast My Dayes short as the Evening shade As Morning dew consume away As Gâ—ass cut down with Sithes I fade Or like a flower crop'd yesterday But Lord thou suffer'st no decay Thy Promises shall never vade For thou shalt from thy Rest arise Since now th' appointed time draws near And look on Sions miseries Her Walls and batter'd Buildings rear Whose ruins to thy Saints are dear For they her Dust as sacred prise Thy Name then shall the Gentiles praise All Kings thy Honour celebrate For when the Lord shall Sion raise His Glory shall ascend in State So prone to hear the Desolate And succour them in all assaies Unto eternal Memory Our Histories shall this record And all that are created by His pow'rful Hand shall fear the Lord Who doth such Grace to his afford And on the Earth looks from on high To hear the pensive Captives grone The Sons of Death by him unbound His Name again in Sion known That Salem may his Praise resound When in his Service all the Round Of Earth shall there be joyn'd in one Yet Lord amidst these Hopes thou hast Consum'd my strength abridg'd my years Before my Noon of Life be past Let me not die thus drown'd in tears Time wasts not thee which all out-wears Thy happy Daies for ever last Thou mad'st the Earth thou didst display The Heavens in various motion roll'd These and their Glories shall decay But thou shalt thy existence hold They like a Garment shall grow old And in their changes pass away But thou art still the same before The World and after shalt remain You blessed Souls who God adore With Patient Hope your harms sustain For you shall prosper in his Reign And yours subsist for evermore PSALM CIII MY Soul and all my Faculties Jehovah praise sing till the Skies Re-eccho his ascending Fame My Soul O celebrate his Name Nor ever let the memory Of his surpassing Favours die He gently pardons our misdeeds And cures the Wounds which inward bleeds Hath from the Chains of Death unbound With Clemency and Mercy crown'd With Food our Hunger he subdues And Eagle-like our Youth renues His Justice he extends to all Oppressors by his Vengeance fall His sacred Paths to Moses shown His Miracles to Israel known From Him the Springs of Mercy flow Swift to forgive to anger slow For he will not for ever chide Nor constant to his Wrath abide But mildly from his Rage relents And shortens our due Punishments For as the Heavens in amplitude Exceed the Centre they include So ample is his Clemency To all who on his Grace rely As far as the bright Orient Is distant from the Suns Descent So far he sets from his Aspect Their Guilt who him with fear affect And as a Father to his Child So soft so quickly reconcil'd He knows the Fabrick of us all That dust is our Original Man flourisheth like Grass a Flower That blows and withers in an hour By scorching heat by blasting Wind Deflower'd and leaves no print behind But his firm Mercy shall imbrace His Saints for ever and their Race Those who his equal Laws fulfill Remember and perform his Will In Heaven the great Jehovah reigns And governs all that Earth contains You Angels who in strength exceed Who him obey with winged speed You ordred Hosts of radiant Stars O you his flaming Ministers All whom his Wisdom did create Through his large Empire celebrate His glorious Name with sweet accord Joyn thou my Soul to praise the Lord. PSALM CIV MY ravish'd Soul great God thy praises sings Whom Glory circles with her radiant Wings And Majesty invests then Day more bright Cloth'd with the beams of new-created Light He like an all-infolding Canopy Fram'd the vast concave of the spangled Skie And in the Air-imbraced Waters set The Basis of his hanging Cabinet Who on the Clouds as on a Chariot rides And with a reign the flying Tempest guides Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made By flame-dispersing Seraphims obey'd The ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Flood In whose calm bosome unseen Mountains stood At his rebuke it shrunk with
Mercy hear my cry Lest I with wasting sorrow die Shield from my foes Who now inclose Since of more strength than I. My Soul out of this Prison bring That I may praise thee O my King Who trust in thee Shall compass me And of thy Bounty sing PSALM CXLIII LOrd to my cries afford an ear Th' afflicted hear According to thy Equity And Truth reply Nor prove severe for in thy sight None living shall be found upright The Foe my Soul besiegeth round Strikes to the ground In darkness hath inveloped Like men long dead My mind with sorrow overthrown My heart within me stupid grown I call to mind those ancient Daies Fill'd with thy praise Thy Works alone possess my thought With wonder wrought To thee I stretch my zealous Hand Desir'd like rain by thirsty land Approach with speed my Spirits fail Thy Face unveil Least I forthwith grow like to those Whom graves inclose O let me of thy Mercy hear Before the morning Sun appear My God thou art the only scope Of all my hope O shew me thy prescribed way Lest I should stray For to thy Throne I raise mine eyes My Soul and all my faculties Save from my Foes to Thee loe I For refuge flie Inform me that I may fulfill Thy sacred Will My God let thy good Spirit lead That in thy paths my Feet may tread O for thy Honour quicken me Who trust in Thee Out of these Straights for Justice sake Thy Servant take In mercy cut thou off my Foes Whose hate hath multiply'd my woes PSALM CXLIV THe Lord my Strength be only prais'd The Lord who hath my courage rais'd In doubtful Battle given me might And skill how to direct and fight My Fautor Fortress high-built Tower My Rock Redeemer Shield and Power My only Confidence who still â—ubjects my People to my will Lord what is Man or his frail Race That thou should'st such a vapour grace Man nothing is but vanity A shadow swiftly gliding by Great God stoop from the bending Skies The Mountains touch and Clouds shall rise â—rom thence thy winged Lightning throw Rout and confound the flying Foe Stretch down thy hand which only saves And snatch me from the furious Waves Free from rebellious Enemies â—â—ur'd to perjuries and lies Their Hands defil'd with fraud and wrong Then will I in a new-made Song Unto the softly-warbling string Of thy Illustrious Praises sing Thou Kings preserv'st hast me preserv'd Even David who thy Will observ'd â—ree from rebellious Enemies Inur'd to perjuries and lies Foul deeds their violent hands defile Hands prone to treachery and guile That in their Youth our Sons may grow Like Lawrel Groves our Daughters show Like polish'd pillars deck'd with Gold Which high and Royal roofs uphold Our Magazines abound with Grain Provision of all sorts contain Increasing Flocks our Pastures fill And well-fed Steers the Fallows till That no incursions Peace affright No Armies joyn in dreadful fight No daring Foe our Walls invest Nor fearful shrieks disturb our rest Blest People who in this estate Injoy your selves without debate And happy O thrice happy they Who for their God the Lord obey PSALM CXLV I Still will of thy Glory sing Thy Name extoll my God my King No day shall pass without thy praise Prais'd while the Sun his Beams displays Great is the Lord whose praise exceeds Inscrutable are all his Deeds One Age shall to another tell Thy Works which so in power excell The Beauty of thy Excellence And Oracles intrance my Sense Men shall thy dreadful Acts relate My Verse thy Greatness celebrate To memory thy Favours bring And of thy noble Justice sing For in Thee Grace and Pity live To anger slow swift to forgive All on thy Goodness Lord depend Thy Mercies all thy Works transcend Even all thy Works shall praise thy Name Thy Saints shall celebrate the same Of thy far-spreading Empire speak Thy Power to which all Powers are weak To make thy Acts to Mortals known And glory of thy awfull Throne Thy Kingdom never shall have end Thy Rule beyond Times flight extend The Lord shall those who fall sustain And Souls dejected raise again All seek from Thee their livelyhood Thou in due season giv'st them food Thy liberal Hand Men Birds and Beasts Even all that live with plenty feasts The Lord is Just in all his Waies Who Mercy in his Works displaies â—s present by his power with all Who on his Name sincerely call For he will their desires effect Regard their cries from Foes protect Who love Him Safety shall enjoy The Lord the Wicked will destroy My Tongue his Goodness shall proclame Man-kind for ever praise his Name PSALM CXLVI Hallelu-jah O My Soul praise thou the Lord Whilst thou liv'st his praise record Whilst I am eternal King I will of thy praises sing O no hope in Princes place Trust in none of humane race Who can give no help at all Nor prevent his proper fall When his parting breath expires He again to Earth retires Ev'n in that uncertain day All his thoughts with him decay Happy he whom God protects He on whom his Grace reflects Happy he who plants his trust On the only Good and Just. He who Heavens blâ—w Arch display'd He who Earths Foundation laid Spread the Land-imbracing Main Made what ever all contain True to what his Word profest He revengeth the opprest Hungry Souls with food sustains And unbinds the Prisoners chains To the blind restores his sight Rears who fall by wicked might Righteousness his Soul affects Friendless Strangers he protects Widdows and the Fatherless Those confounds who these oppress Zion God thy God shall raign While the Poles their Orbs sustain Hallelu-jah PSALM CXLVII JEhovah praise with one consent How comely sweet how excellent To sing our great Creators praise Whose hands late ruin'd Salem raise Collecting scattered Israel That they in their own Towns may dwell He cures the sorrows of our minds Our wounds imbalms and softly binds He numbers Heavens bright-sparkling Flames And calls them by their several Names Great is our God and great in might His Knowledge O most infinite The Humble unto Thrones erects The Insolent to Earth dejects Present your thanks to our great King On solemn Harps his Praises sing Who Heaven with gloomy Vapors hides And timely Rain for Earth provides With grass he clothes the pregnant Hills And hungry beasts with Herbage fills He feeds the Ravens croaking brood Left by the Old that cry for food He cares not for the strength of Horse Nor mans strong limbs and matchless force But those affects who in his Path Their feet direct with constant Faith O Solyma Jehovah praise To God thy Voice O Sion raise Who hath thy City fortify'd Thy streets with Citizens supply'd Firm peace in all thy borders set And fed thee with the flower of Wheat He sends forth his Commands which flie More swift than Lightning through the Skie The Snow-like Wool on
Mountains spreads And hoary Frosts like Ashes sheds While solid Floods their course refrain What Mortal can his cold sustain At his Command by Wind and Sun Dissolv'd th' unfetter'd Rivers run His Laws to Iacob he hath shown His Judgements are to Israel known Not so with other Nations deals From whom his Statutes he conceals PSALM CXLVIII Hallelu-jah YOu who dwell the Skies Free from humane miseries You whom highest Heaven imbowers Praise the Lord with all your powers Angels your clear Voices raise Him you Heavenly Armies praise Sun and Moon with borrow'd light All you sparkling Eyes of Night Waters hanging in the air Heaven of Heavens his Praise declare His deserved Praise record His who made you by his Word Made you evermore to last Set your bounds not to be past Let the Earth his Praise resound Monstrous Whales and Seas profound Vapors Lightning Hail and Snow Storms which when he bids them blow Flowry Hills and Mountains high Cedars neighbours to the Skie Trees that fruit in season yield All the Cattle of the Field Salvage beasts all creeping things All that cut the Air with wings You who awful Scepters sway You inured to obey Princes Judges of the Earth All of high and humble birth Youths and Virgins flourishing In the beauty of your spring You who bow with Ages weight You who were but born of late Praise his Name with one consent O how great how excellent Than the Earth profounder far Higher than the highest star He will his to honour raise You his Saints resound his Praise You who are of Iacobs Race And united to his Grace Hallelu-jah PSALM CXLIX TO the God whom we adore Sing a Song unsung before His immortal Praise rehearse Where his Holy Saints converse Israel O thou his Choice In thy Makers Praise rejoyce Zions Sons rejoyce and sing To the Honour of your King In the Dance his Praise resound Strike the Harp let Timbrels sound God in Goodness infinite In his People takes delight God with safety will adorn Those whom men afflict with scorn Let his Saints in glory joy Sing as in their Beds they lye Highly praise the living Lord Arm'd with their two-edged Sword All the Heathen to confound And the Nations bordering round Binding all their Kings with cords Fettring their captived Lords That they in divine pursuit May his Judgements execute As 't is writ such Honour shall Unto all his Saints befall Hallelu-jah PSALM CL. Hallelu-jah PRaise the Lord inthron'd on high Praise him in his Sanctity Praise him for his mighty Deeds Praise him who in Power exceeds Praise with Trumpets pierce the Skies Praise with Harps and Psalteries Praise with Timbrels Organs Flutes Praise with Violins and Lutes Praise with silver Cymbals sing Praise on those which loudly ring Angels â—ll of humane birth Praise the Lord of Heaven and Earth Hallelu-jah FINIS His Travels wherin he relates the History of the Pyramids Athens Greece Eastern Churches Of Doctrine Of Persons As Antiock Turks Priests Ovids Metamorphosis Commentar Virg. Aâ—â— lib. 1. Panegyrick 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Tarantula Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus As the 3 d. Cantus Bassus Part 2. Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Part 2. As the 9th Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus Cantus Bassus As the 8. As the 31. Part 2. As the 72. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. As the 8 th Part 2. As the 7. As the 15. 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Rock O lead So far above my head That wert and art my Tower Against oppressing Power For to thy sacred Court I ever shall resort Secure beneath thy wings From all their menacings Even Thou my suit hast sign'd A King by Thee design'd To govern such as will Thy Holy Law fulfill Whom Thou long life wilt give His Ages shall out-live He Throne shall stand before Thy Face for evermore Thy Mercy Lord extend Him for thy Truth defend Then I in chearful Layes Will celebrate thy praise And to Thee every day My Vows devoutly pay PSALM LXII LOrd thou art the only Scope Of my never-fainting Hope My Salvation my Defence Refuge of my Innocence Thou the Rock I build upon Not by man to be o're-thrown How long will you machinate Persecute with causlels hate You shall like a tott'ring wall Like a batter'd Bulwark fall All conspire to cast me down From my brows to tear my Crown Full of fraud they bless in show When their Thoughts with curses flow Yet my Soul on God attends All my Hope on him depends He the Rock I built upon Not by man to be o're-thrown He my Glory he my Tower Guards me by his saving Power You who are sincere and just In the Lord for ever trust Powr your Hearts before his Throne His who can protect alone All that are of high Descent To the Poor and Indigent Nothing are but Vanity Nothing but deceive and lye Balanc'd altogether they Lighter than a Vapour weigh In Oppression trust thou not Nor in Wealth by Rapine got If thy Riches multiply See thou prize them not too high God said once twice have I heard Power is his by Him conferr'd His is Mercy He rewards And as we deserve regards PSALM LXIII TO Thee O God my God I pray Before the dawning of the Day My Soul and wasting flesh With thirsty Ardor Thee desire In Soils scorch'd with aethereal Fire Whose draught no show'rs refresh That in thy Sanctuary I May see thy Power and Majesty Once more with ravish'd eyes My lips shall celebrate thy Praise Thy Goodness more than length of daies Or life it self I prise Extoll'd while I have utterance To Thee will I my Palmes advance That wilt with marrow feast My Verse thy Wonders shall recite Remembred in the silent Night As on my Bed I rest Secur'd beneath thy shady Wing I will in sacred Raptures sing And to thy Promise cleave Thy Hand upholds but who with hate My Soul seek to precipitate Hells entrails shall receive The raging Sword shall shed their blood A prey for Wolves for Foxes food Yet God his King shall bless And such as swear by his great Name But those whose Tongues the Just defame Confusion shall suppress PSALM LXIV THou great Protector hear my Cry Save from my dreadful Enemy O vindicate From their close hate Who for my Soul in ambush lie From their blind Rage protect Who Truth and Thee reject Who whet their Tongues more sharp than Swords Their Arrows draw even bitter words To wound th' Upright With fierce delight When Time to their desire accords Then on a sudden shoot Nor fear divine pursuit Confirm'd in skilful Malice they Conspire their Nets in secret lay And say What eye Can this descry First counsel take and then betray On mischief set their hearts Pursu'd by wicked Arts. But God shall let his Arrows flie Wound in the twinkling of an Eye Each deadly stung By his own Tongue Shall with that fatall Poison die Who this behold or hear Shall tremble with cold fear Men shall their Eyes with wonder raise Rehearse his Deeds and sing his Praise Eternity Shall crown their Joy Who walk in his prescribed ways He to the Pure of Heart His Glory shall impart PSALM LXV DUe Honours Lord on Thee attend Where Sions sacred Towers ascend There thy devoted Israelites Shall pay their Vows with solemn Rites To Thee shall all Man-kind repair Since thou vouchsaf'st to hear our Prayer Our Sins thy Mercies expiate When burthen'd with their loathed weight Thrice happy he of whom thou mak'st Thy Choice and to thy service tak'st That may within thy Courts reside There with thy Goodness satisfi'd And taste of that sincere Delight Which never cloys the Appetite From thee O God our Safety springs Thy Judgement threatens dreadful things Their Hope whom Soils remote sustain Who flote upon the toiling Main Great is thy Power propt by thy Hand Cloud-touching Mountains stedfast stand Thou with thy Scepter dost appease The roaring of the high-wrought Seas And the tumultuary jarrs Of People breathing Blood and Warrs Who dwell upon the Earth's Confines They tremble at thy fearful Signs Where first the Sun his beam displays And where he sets his golden Rayes They triumph in the fruits of Peace Inriched by the Earth's increase He Rain upon her Bosom pow'rs His swelling Clouds abound with Show'rs And so prepares the lusty Soil To recompence the Reapers toil Mellows the Glebe with fatning juyce Whose furrows hopeful blades produce With Plenty crowns the smiling Years Shed from the influence of the Sphears The Desert with sweet Claver fills And richly shades the joyful Hills Flocks cover all the higher Plain The rancker Vallies cloth'd with Grain These in Abundance solacing Without a tongue thy Praises sing PSALM LXVI HAppy Sons of Israel Who in pleasant Canaan dwell Fill the Air with shouts of Joy Shouts redoubled from the Skie Sing the great Jehovah's Praise Trophees to his Glory raise Say How wonderful thy Deeds Lord thy Power all power exceeds Conquest on thy sword doth sit Trembling Foes through fear submit Let the many-peopled Earth All of high and humble birth Worship our eternal King Hymns unto his honour sing Come and see what God hath wrought Terrible to humane thought He the Billows did divide Wall'd with waves on either side While we passed safe and dry Then our souls were wrap'd with joy Endless his Dominion All beholding from his Throne Let not those who hate us most Let not the Rebellious boast Bless the Lord his Praise be sung While an Ear can hear a Tongue He our feet establisheth He our souls redeems from Death Lord as silver purifi'd Thou hast with Affliction try'd Thou hast driv'n into the net Burthens on our shoulders set Trod on by their Horses hooves Theirs whom Pity never moves We through fire with flames imbrac'd We through raging floods have pass'd Yet by thy conducting hand Brought into a wealthy Land I will to thy House repair Worship and thy Power declare Off'rings on thy Altar lay All my vows devoutly pay Utter'd with my heart and tongue When opprest with powerful Wrong Fatlings I will Sacrifice Incense in perfumes shall rise Bullocks shaggy Goats and Rams Offer'd up in sacred flames You who great Jehovah fear Come O come you blest and hear What for me the Lord hath wrought Then when neer to ruin brought Fervently to Him I cry'd I his Goodness magnifi'd If
below Spread their roots and upwards grow Fruit in their Old-age shall bring Ever fat and flourishing This Gods Justice celebrates He my Rock Injustice hates PSALM XCIII NOw great Jehovah reigns With Majesty aray'd His Power all powers restraines By men and gods obey'd The round Earth hung In liquid Air Establish'd there But by his Tongue Thy Throne more old than Time And after as before The Floods in billows clime And foming loudly rore With horrid Noise The Ocean raves And breaks his Waves Against the Skies But thou more to be fear'd More terrible than these Thy Voice in Thunder heard Thy Nod rebukes the Seas Thee Truth renowns Pure Sanctity Eternally Thy Temple crowns PSALM XCIV GReat God of Hosts revenge our Wrong On those who are in Mischief strong Upon thy Foes Inflict our woes For Vengeance doth to Thee belong Judge of the World prevent The Proud and Insolent How long shall they the Just oppress And triumph in their Wickedness How long supplant Ah! how long vaunt And glory in their dire success Thy Saints asunder break Insulting o're the Weak Who Strangers and poor Widows kill The blood of wretched Orphans spill And say Can he Or hear or see Doth God regard what 's good or ill Brute Beasts without a mind O Fools in knowledge blind Shall not th' Almighty see and hear Who form'd the Eye and fram'd the Ear Who Nations slew Not punish you Who taught not know to him appear Dark Counsels secret Fires Vain Hopes and vast Desires But O! thrice blessed he whom God Chastiseth with his gentle Rod Informs and aws By sacred Laws In storms brought to a safe aboad While the Unrighteous shall By winged Vengeance fall For he will not forsake th' Elect Nor who adore his Name reject But Judgement then Shall turn again To Justice and her Throne Erect Who are in Heart upright Shall follow that clear Light What mortal will th' Afflicted aid Defend when impious Foes invade Lord hadst not thou My Soul e're now In silent shades of Death had laid For he my Out-cries heard And from the Centre rear'd When Grief my labouring Soul confounds Thou powrest Balm into her wounds Shall Tyranny With thee comply Who Mischief for a Law propounds Who swarm to circumvent And doom the Innocent But thou O Lord art my Defence My Refuge and my Recompence The Vicious shall By Vices fall By their own Sins be swept from hence God shall cut off their breath And give them up to Death PSALM XCV COme Sing the great Jehovah's Praise Whose Mercies have prolong'd our Dayes Sing with a joyful voyce With bending Knees and raised Eyes Adore your God O sacrifice In sacred Hymns rejoyce Great is the God of our Defence Transcending all in eminence His Hand the Earth sustains The Depths the lofty Mountains made The Land and liquid Plains displaid And curbs them with his Reins O come before his Foot-stool fall Our only God who form'd us all Through Storms of danger led He is our Shepherd we his Sheep His Hands from Wolves and Rapine keep In pleasant Pastures fed The Voice of God thus spake this Day Repine not as at Meribah As in the Wilderness Where your Fore-fathers tempted me Who did my Works of Wonder see And to their shame confess When vex'd for forty years I said This People in their hearts have stray'd Rebellious to command To whom I in my Anger swore That Death should seise on them before They knew this pleasant Land PSALM XCVI NEw composed Ditties sing To our Everlasting King You all you of Humane birth Fed and nourish'd by the Earth Celebrate Jehovah's Praise Daily his Deliveries blase His Glory let the Gentiles know To the World his wonders show O how gracious O how great Earth his Foot-stool Heaven his Seat To be fear'd and honour'd more Than those gods whom Fools adore Idols by their Servants made But our God the Heavens display'd Honour Beauty Power Divine In his Sanctuary shine All who by his Favour live Glory to Jehovah give Glory due unto his Name And his Mighty Deeds proclame Offerings on his Altar lay There your Vows devoutly pay In his beauteous Holiness To the Lord your Prayer address All whom Earths round shoulders bear Serve the Lord with Joy and Fear Tell Mankind Jehovah reigns He shall bind the world in Chains So as it shall never slide And with sacred Justice guide Let the smiling Heavens rejoyce Joyful Earth exalt her Voice Let the dancing Billows rore Ecchoes answer from the Shore Fields their flowry Mantles shake All shall in their Joy partake While the Woods Musicians sing To the ever-youthful Spring Fill his Courts with sacred Mirth He He comes to judge the Earth Justly He the World shall sway And his Truth to men display PSALM XCVII O Earth joy in Jehovah's Reign You numerous Isles clasp'd by the Main Him rolling Clouds and Shades infold Judgement and Truth his Throne uphold Who fiery Darts before him throws With winged flames consumes his Foes His Lightning made a day of night Earth trembled at so fear'd a sight The Mountains at his Presence sweat Like pliant Wax dissolv'd with Heat At his Descension from the Skie Who rules the Worlds great Monarchie The Heavens declare his Righteousness His Glory wondering men confess Let those with shame to Hell descend Whose Knees to cursed Idols bend Whose rocks for Deities implore O all you gods our God adore Rejoycing Sion heard her King Her Daughters of his Judgements sing Thou art exalted above all Mankind and Pow'rs Angelicall Those Saints thy shady Wings protect Who Sin abhor and thee affect For thou hast sown the Seeds of Light And joy which shall invest th' Upright You Just your joyful Hearts elate His blest Memorial celebrate PSALM XCVIII SIng to the King of kings Sing in unusual Laies That hath wrought wondrous things His Conquest crown with Praise Whose Arms alone And sacred Hands Their impious Bands Have overthrown He â—ustice brings to light His saving Truth extends Even in the Gentiles sight To Earths remotest Ends. His Heavenly Grace At full display'd And promise made To Iacobs Race Let all that dwell on Earth Their high Affections raise With universal Mirth And loudly sing his Praise To Musick joyn The warbling Voice Let all rejoyce With Joy divine The sprightly Trumpet sound The shrill-voic'd Cornet bringâ— Let all with Joy abound Before the Lord our King Rore out you Seas You spangled Skies All you comprise Rejoyce with these Floods clap your thronging waves You Hills exalt your mirth He who his People saves Now comes to judge the Earth The round World shall With Justice trie His Equitie Dispenst to all PSALM XCIX LEt our Foes with terrour quake Let the Earths Foundations shake Now the Lord his Reign begins Thron'd between the Cherubins O how great in Sions Towers High above all Mortal Powers Great and terrible his Name Since so holy praise the same