When I suppress'd my inward guilt No quiet I could get Thy hand did press me down thy wrath Scorch'd me like Summer's heat I then resolved to disclose My crimes and ope'my wound I humbly did confess my sins And easy pardon found This Mercy shall in season draw Good men t'implore thy aid Then tho' the floods of trouble rise They need not be afraid Thou art my refuge Lord to thee I 'll fly in all distress Thou wilt preserve me and my Songs Thy Mercies shall confess I 'll teach proud men t' obey and not Be like the Horse and Mule Whose Fury till they 're broke no Rein Can guide no Curb can rule Such meet with heavy stroaks whilst those That trust in God shall prove The happy men then let them joy And triumph in his Love PSALM XXXIII As the 100 Psalm YE righteous in the Lord rejoice And let his Praise be your delight For Praise is Lovely and becomes The Lips of those that are upright Join th' Harp and other Instruments T' express and to excite your Joys And let your Songs be new and play With skill and with a chearful noise God's word is like its Author good His Laws from all injustice free His Promise sure and all his works Are done in Truth and Equity Works that are right and just secure His favour and his Pleasure are The Earth with various Blessings fill'd To us his Goodness do's declare The vast extended Orbs of Heav'n By his commanding word were made And all its numerous Host from his Creating breath their Beings had The Sea 's prouds waves within the shores To which they are confined keep Whose Waters safely are laid up In the great Store-house of the Deep To this Great Lord by Men on Earth Let fear and due regard be shown May all the World his awful Pow'r By humble Adorations own For as he spake all things were made All fix'd as he Commandment gave And a whole Nation 's deep designs Without him no Success shall have What God decrees none shall defeat Nor can his orders countermand But every Age what he resolves Will seeimmovably shall stand Part II. Blest Land whose fear and service shows That God its chosen Ruler is And happy they whom God declares By 's special favour to be His. Th' Almighty on the Sons of Men Looks down from his Celestial Throne And all the dwellers on the Earth Views from his glorious Mansion He equally did make them all Their hearts he fashion'd one by one And all their inmost thoughts to him Better than to themselves are known No numerous Host a King can save Nor Strength a Mighty Man secure No Horses force or swiftness makes The Riders preservation sure The Lord on those that fear his Name Looks with a favourable Eye He ne'er will fail their hopes that on His Goodness stedfastly rely When Plagues without distinction kill Their Lives he 'll rescue from the Grave In time of Famine due Supplies All their Necessities shall have Now Lord we wait for thee thou art Our Succour and our sure defence What e'er befals us we may trust In thee with chearful confidence So let thy Mercies Lord on us Descend like a refreshing show'r As all our hope and joys depend Upon thy Favour and thy Pow'r PSALM XXXIII Another Metre REjoice ye Righteous in the Lord And praise him with delight For thankfulness becomes the Lips Of those that are upright Join th' Harp and other Instruments T' excite and tell your Joys Sing a new Song and play with skill And with a chearful noise His word is good and all his Laws Are from injustice free His promise sure and all his ways Are truth and Equity Works that are just secure his Love As they his pleasure are The Earth with Blessings fill'd to us His Goodness do's declare Th'extended Orbs of Heav'n by his Commanding word were made And from his breath it s num'rous Hosts Their several beings had The Seas proud waves within the shores Confined Limits keep Whose waters are laid up within The Store-house of the Deep Let all Men fear the Lord to him Let due regard be shown May all the world his awful Pow'r By humble worship own For as he spake all things were made All fix'd by Laws he gave No Nations counsels without him Tho' deep success shall have God's purposes none can defeat Nor Orders countermand But every Age what he resolves Will see shall firmly stand Part II. Blest Land whose service shows that God Its chosen Ruler is And happy they whom God declares By 's Care that they are His. God on the Sons of Men looks down From his Celestial Throne Views all the Dwellers on the Earth From his bright Mansion He made them equally their hearts He fashion'd one by one More clearly all their thoughts to him Than to themselves are known Great Hosts can save no King nor strength A mighty Man secure No Horse's force or swiftness makes The Riders safety sure The Lord on those that fear his Name Looks with a gracious Eye And ne'er will their hopes that on His Goodness do rely When Plagues without distinction kill He 'll rescue from the Grave Their Lives in time of dearth their needs All due Supplies shall have Now Lord we wait for thee who art Our help and our defence In all estates we 'll trust in thee With chearful Confidence Lord let thy Grace on us descend Like a refreshing Show'r For all our hope and joys depend On thine Almighty Pow'r PSALM XXXIV GOD who my kind Preserver is I will at all times bless My tongue shall daily be imploy'd His Goodness to confess In God my Soul shall boast good men Shall hear it and rejoice And to exalt his Glorious Name Join both in heart and voice I sought the Lord in my distress And graciously he heard His timely succours did prevent The threatning Harm I fear'd In all their Straits good men shall look To him and be reliev'd Nor in their hopes they place in God Shall ever be deceivâ—d I 'm that poor Man who destitute Of help God's succours crav'd He heard my Cry and out of all My troubles I was sav'd Blest Angels which on God attend Yet wait t'encompass such As fear him to preserve them safe When dangers near approach O tast and see as I have done And then you must confess That God alone is Good and them That trust in him will bless O fear the Lord ye Saints be sure You in good ways abide He 'll see in all year wants you be With needful things supply'd Young Lions that for hunger roar For lack of prey may faint But those that wait on God shall have All good he knows they want Part II. Come ye who are dispos'd to learn And with attention hear I 'll give you wise Instructions How ye the Lord should fear What man would have his years prolong'd And happy days would see Refrain thy Tongue and Lips from all Deceit and
in Silver-plated Arms He unprovok'd comes out to fight Scatter his Forces and destroy All that in War and blood delight Egypt to make a league with thee Princely Embassadors shall send And Aethiopia to God Her hands in gifts and pray'rs extend Praise him ye Kingdoms of the Earth Who governs all the Heav'nly Spheres From thence he thunders with his Voice Which every Creature dreads that hears Give him the Glory of his Pow'r Illustriously to Israel shown Its wonders in the Heav'ns appear And thence by all the World is known They that behold his Majesty In Holy Places are amaz'd 'T is God who giveth strength and pow'r Unto his Saints his Name be prais'd PSALM LXIX As the 100 Psalm SAve me O God or else I 'm drown'd Plung'd in deep mire I find no ground Into deep Waters I am led Whose swelling waves o'erflow my head So long for help to thee I cry I scarce can speak my throat 's so dry Mine Eyes with looking long in vain I scarce can lift to Heav'n for pain My Foes are numberless and strong Who ' unjustly to destroy me long Tho' of all quarrels to be rid I 've paid for wrongs I never did God knows who all my faults do's spy I never did them Injury Let none trust less in God nor shun Well doing seeing me undone For 't is for thy sake I have born Reproach and suffer'd so much scorn Deserted by Familiars been Not own'd by those of nearest kin Zeal for the Honour of thy Name And House consumes me like a Flame All the reproaches thrown at thee I felt as if they'd aim'd at me If fasting I bewail their spite They call me a leud Hypocrite If I wear Sackcloth when I 'm sad I 'm look'd on as a Fool or Mad. When the grave Judges do me wrong No wonder I 'm the Drunkard's Song I 'll onely pray that this may be Thy time O Lord to favour me Part II. Hear me and now in my distress Thy promis'd Goodness Lord express Rescue me from that dangerous State I 'm brought into by cruel hate I 'm lost amidst these Floods of woe If I still sink and they o'erflow This heap of Waves unless thou save Will rise so high they 'll be my Grave Lord let my pray'r be heard above Whose onely comfort is thy Love As thou to pity art inclin'd Let me thy tend'rest Mercies find Disown me not who am not less Thy Servant ' cause in such distress But as my troubles greater are Require thy speedier help and Care Thy Pow'r to save me interpose Whose Life is struck at by my foes Who when I 'm ruin'd will aloud Proclaim their joys and grow more proud Thou know'st with what dishonour us'd With what reproaches I 'm abus'd Both who are my sworn Enemies And what they plot before thee lies To have no guilt and thus to smart Under reproaches breaks my heart I find no Partner in my grief As far from pity as relief They bitterly my sorrows treat And give me Gall instead of meat And when to quench my thirst I think They give me Vinegar to drink Part III. Like vengeance Lord for them prepare And let their Table be their Snare Their prosp'rous State without mishap Be for their ruine a sure Trap. Let darkness seize their Eyes and make Their Loins continually to shake Let thy severest vengeance haste To overtake and hold them fast They and their Race be so destroyed Their houses may be waste and void For whom God wounds him they pursue His grief whom he afflicts renew Let such more wicked daily grow And then no Mercy to them show Cut off may they no bleffings share Which to the Righteous promis'd are But Lord tho' I dejected lie Save me and fet me up on high My Songs of Praise shall then declare Thy Grace and Pow'r how great they are The Lord will more this Sacrifice Than fairest Ox or Bullock prize And every pious heart that 's sad This will revive and make it glad He his poor servants hears and saves Whom men ill treat and use as slaves Let all the World his Goodness raise Since one tongue 's not enough for praise For God will Sion save and build Cities with Judah's people fill'd Their Race that serve and love him well Shall there reside and safely dwell PSALM LXX As the 25 Psalm BEhold my troubles Lord How they with haste advance O do not stay but come as fast To my Deliverance Let those that seek my Life Their own Confusion meet When they attempt my hurt with shame Be forced to retreat Let such as make my griefs Their Sport unpitied be Those that deride my trust in God Reward with Infamy But where true worshippers Do seek their God to please Thy favour towards them express And make their joys t' increase Let those that hope in thee And thy Salvation love Ever have cause and hearts to say Praised be God above Look on my State opprest With Misery and Grief Thou art my Saviour and my help Lord send me quick relief PSALM LXXI As the 25 Psalm MY Soul on God relies Let none disgrace my trust Lord hear and save me when I call As thou art good and just Be thou my sure defence Whereto I may resort Make good thy gracious promise Lord Be thou my Rock and Fort. Save me from cruel Men And those that are unjust Thou Lord alone hast been my hope And from my Youth my trust Thou took'st me from the Womb When my first breath I drew Thou hast sustain'd me ever since All praise to thee is due Many with wonder gaze On me as one forlorn But by my praises and thine aid I shall confute their Scorn Lord when my strength decays And when my years decline Do not forsake or cast me off But own me still for thine Those that to ruine me Conspire these counsels please Whom God has left we will pursue Take and destroy with ease Let their presumption Lord Incline thee to draw near And make thine aids with greater speed For my relief appear Lord dissipate the force Of my confounded foes And disappointed of their hopes To open shame expose Part II. In God I 'll place my hopes Him with more praises crown His Truth and Mercies I 'll proclaim Whose measures are unknown To no Supports I 'll fly But to the strength divine No other Goodness shall be nam'd Or Faithfulness but thine These from my Youth I 've learn'd And hitherto declar'd Thy wond'rous works forsake me not When I become grey-hair'd Till I have further shown Thy Pow'r and taught thy fear Both to the present Age and those That after shall appear Thy Goodness Lord is great Thy Works illustrious are All thy Perfections have no Bounds None can with thee compare Thou shalt again revive My Soul with grief deprest Thou Lord wilt raise my low Estate Comfort and give me rest Then to proclaim thy Truth I 'll all my Powers raise And
find relief He 'll be their refuge in distress No good Man's Faith was ever sham'd His Pray'r ne'er wanted good Success Part II. To God your chearful praises sing Who dwells in Sion and proclaim What wonders he for us has done That all may know and fear his Name He 'll find out those that dare t' oppress The Meek and slay the Innocent Whose cries will quicken the approach Of their delayed punishment By malice now reduc'd to Straits God's merciful regard I crave Who oft has sav'd me when I stepp'd Upon the Threshold of the Grave Sions Assemblies then shall hear The Songs of my Deliverance And in the Triumphs of my Joy Thy pow'r that sav'd me I 'll advance For all shall see what in the End These God-less Sinners true shall find By th' Arts for others ruine us'd They their own Safety undermin'd God by the Judgments he inflicts Declares his Righteousness to all They who lay Trains to hurt the good Set Traps t' occasion their own fall Yea Hell their final ruine waits Who God and Justice disregard When poor mens wronged Patience Obtains sure rescue and reward Arise O Lord and interpose To blast the wicked's good Success And by thy Terrours make them feel They are but Men and so Confess PSALM X. As the 100 Psalm WHY Lord dost thou so far withdraw And hide thy self in our distress Now that the wicked with such rage And insolence the poor oppress Oh may their ill designs in which They boast so much prove their own fall Who count the Men of Violence Happy tho' God abhorrs them all Such is his Pride he 'll not enquire Whether there be a God or no But carelesly concludes there 's none Or that he cares not what men do To do all Mischief is his work God's Judgments make him not forbear All Men he sets at naught and looks On all his Foes below his fear He foolishly presumes no Change Shall ever happen in his State Nothing disturb his quiet rest Nor any trouble be his fate Nothings amiss that serves his Ends He curses when he means to cheat And hides the mischief he designs By Oaths of falshood and deceit He lurks in secret Coverts where Travellers pass without defence Unseen he spies and murders those Whose only Arms are Innocence Close as a Lion for his prey He waits as cruel to devour As Birds are drawn into the Net He gets the poor into his pow'r Part II. Harmless and Innocent he seems By putting on a humble guise The poor man he intends to seize To his assaults more open lies He fansies those whom he designs For ruine are by God forgot Or shall not be relieved by His Pow'r because he sees them not Stretch forth thy mighty Arm O Lord And all these Blasphemies confute Thus by thine help the poor will know That God do's hear their humble Suit Why should the wicked thus insult And God with so much scorn contemn And why because forborn conclude That God will never punish them Thou all their Villainies dost see And wilt their spiteful rage requite The poor that has no Friend commits Himself to thee to do him right Break thou the pow'r of evil Men Who strive injustice to maintain Search and avenge their wickedness Till nought that can do harm remain Thou art the same Almighty Lord Whose Kingdom shall for ever stand Whose pow'r has heretofore expell d The Heathen Nations from this Land Thou Lord hast oft th' afflicted heard When they to thee have made complaint Thou wilt dispose their hearts to wait Meekly on thee and Audience grant Thou wilt assert the poor mens rights And from their proud Oppressors free That Tyrants sprung out of the Earth Their Terrour may no longer be PSALM XI I Trust in God why should I then By those discourag'd be Who bid me like a frighted Bird Unto the Mountains flee For crafty foes my ruine wait Have ready bent their Bow If the Foundations be destroyed What can the Righteous do God in his Sanctuary dwells Heav'n is his glorious Throne From whence he views the Sons of Men And judges every one When he examines righteous Men He do's their works approve Such as are wicked and unjust His Soul can never Love Snares shall befall them and for these This mixture is made up Fire brimstone and tempestuous storms The Portion of their Cup. God who himself is righteous do's In righteousness delight And still will favour and protect The Man that is upright PSALM XII As the 100 Psalm IF thou Lord dost not rise and help Goodness from Earth will fly away And Faithful Men will hardly find A place if thou much longer stay Dissimulation credit gains They 're counted wise that act a part Who tho' their words are smooth and fair Intend no kindness in their heart God will base Flatterers destroy And their deceitful Arts will shame Whose pride no vengeance fears from God And count Religion but a Name Pow'r is their Justice whose defects By fraud and falshood they supply And plead for their injurious tongues An uncontrolled Liberty But God who hears the poor man's sighs And groans of such as are opprest At length will vindicate their cause And raise his pow'r to give them rest God's Words from all deceit are pure His faithfulness has oft been try'd Refined Silver 's not so free From dross tho' seven times purify'd Thy promises shall never fail Thou Lord shalt keep the Just from harm Tho' when the Vilest men have pow'r The wicked every where will swarm PSALM XII Another Metre LOrd if thou dost not come and help Goodness will fly away And faithful men will find no place If thou much longer stay Dissimulation credit gains They 're wise that act a part Who tho' their words are smooth intend No kindness in their heart God will base Flatterers destroy And their vile Arts will shame Who fear not God's Revenge and count Religion but a Name Pow'r is their Justice whose defects By falshood they supply And plead for their injurious tongues Unbounded Liberty But God that hears the Sighs and groans Of such as are opprest Will vindicate their cause and raise His pow'r to give them rest God's Words from all deceit are free His Truth has oft been try'd Silver is not so free from dross Tho' Seven times purify'd Thy promise Lord shall never fail To keep the Just from harm Tho' when the Vile have pow'r bad men On every Side will swarm PSALM XIV As the 100 Psalm THE Fools believe there is no God Who minds th' Affairs of men below For tho' they speak it not aloud They live as if they thought it so Their Principles are all corrupt Hateful and vile their actions are They 're onely skillful to do ill But from all good estranged far God from his Glorious Throne above Look'd down and took a strict Survey What Men did seek and know the Lord And did his just Commands obey He found them all
Tho' other Cities famous are Thy Glories are without compare Of thee alone it can be told God here his Residence do's hold Egypt and Babylon may show And so may other Countries too Some single worthy who deriv'd His Birth from them and where he liv'd Sion vast numbers can return Of great and good men in her born Whose flourishing estate she 's sure God by his care will still secure When God who all discerns shall view The Nations Register how sew Noted for Goodness will he place Upon th' account of Heathen Race Sion has many such enjoy'd Tho' in lower services employ'd They one another here succeed As Streams still flow which Springs do feed PSALM LXXXVIII As the 100 Psalm O God my Saviour Night and Day To thee I cry to thee I pray Incline thine ear to my complaint In Mercy my Petitions grant Troubles my Soul so filled have I dwell next door unto the Grave My strength 's so spent when look'd upon I 'm given o'er by all for gone Shut up from all Society Among the Dead I 'm only free Forgot like those in Battel slain Like Families without remain I 'm thrust into a dismal Cell Which deep and dark resembles Hell Thy wrath will sink me down at last Troubles like Waves come on so fast As if t'another World remov'd I 've no converse with those I lov'd Others to see me have no mind To such a loathsome place consin'd Sorrow 's the Company I keep Who can do nothing here but weep Onely my fervent cries implore Thine aid when I can weep no more Part II. Wilt thou shew Wonders to the Dead Shall they to praise thee raise their Head What Kindness can the Grave declare What Truth when men destroyed are What Pow'r appear where Light is not Or Righteoushess where all 's forgot Thus Lord my cries to thee I 've sent My Pray'rs the morning Light prevent Why do I then deserted lie Why frown'st thou on my Misery Affliction has my Portion been E'er since mine Age was young and green From which if no release I find Thy Terrours will distract my Mind And now thine Anger fiercer grows Death onely must conclude my woes These daily like a rolling Tide Environ me on every side The Waves together met in haste Will swell and swallow me at last Relief from Friends and those I lov'd Is hopeless all so far remov'd And all who my acquaintance were Are lost or hide themselves for fear PSALM LXXXIX WITH chearfull Heart I 'll ever sing The Mercies of the Lord To all make known how true he is And constant to his Word Without all change thy Mercy do's On firm foundations stay And sooner than thy Promise fail The Heav'ns shall move away When God his servant David chose To govern Israel his Covenant with him he made And by his Oath did seal The Throne I give thee on thy feed For ever I entail Which tho' thrown down yet I again To raise it will not fail This wond'rous Love if we forget With praises to proclaim The Heav'nly Angels sacred Quire Shall celebrate the same These never with the Lord compare Nor his Commands contest But give attendance at his Throne With awful fear possess'd Part II. Great God! there 's none that 's arm'd with pow'r Or girt with Truth like thee Thou when the waves arise dost rule And still the raging Sea Thy Arm alone brake Egypt's pow'r And Israel did adore When they beheld the drowned Host Lie scattered on the shore The world with all therein is thine Made by thy pow'rful voice With all the Quarters of the Earth Which in thy Care rejoyce Thy great and uncontrolled Power Can no resistance fear Yet Mercy Righteousness and Truth In all thy Rule appear Blest are the men that understand The joyful sound of Praise They thro' thy Favour shall enjoy An Age of happy Days Th' Expressions of thy wond'rous Love Will fresh delights create And thou the Glory of their strength Wilt raise their low estate Part III. Our King and Guardian is the Lord Of Israel ever blest Who to an Holy Prophet thus His mind of old exprest I 've found a Man of worth and might For your Deliverer One from among the People chose I for your King prefer David my Servant to receive This Honour I appoint Go then and to this Office him With Holy Oil anoint My powr'ful Presence I 'll afford T' assist him in distress Whom subt'lest Foes shall not deceive Nor spightfullest oppress But he shall their united force Broken in pieces see And all that hate him by my pow'r Plagu'd and destroy'd shall be To him my Faithfulness I 'll show My Favours on him showre And whilst he trusts in me will raise And still enlarge his pow'r His Empire by his Victories Shall far and wide extend On God as a kind Father he For safety shall depend I 'll own him for my first-born King In highest Honour plac'd My Love for him I 'll keep with him My Covenant shall stand fast Succession in his Family From failing I 'll secure The Regal Pow'r therein shall last While th' Heavens do endure Part IV. If David's sons mind not my Law Nor in my Judgments walk If they Religion and its Rules Of Life profanely balk For these transgressions and neglects Severely they shall smart But yet my Love I 'll not withdraw Nor from my word depart I will not break th' Engagements made To David's Royal blood What by my Holiness I 've sworn My Truth shall still make good His Race shall never fail his Throne While the Sun shines shall last Nor shall the Moon my Pledge above Stand in her Orb more fast But Lord how shall we reconcile Thy dealings with thy word Wroth with our King he 's now by thee Rejected and abhorr'd As if with David thou hadst made A Covenant in vain His Honour 's trampled under foot His Crown is made profane All his Defences are broke down His Forts in ruines laid A scorn t' his Neighbours and a prey To every Spoiler made His Foes much stronger triumph in Their easie Victories His blunted sword cannot repell Assailing Enemies His former Glory 's quite eclips'd His Kingdoms state o'erthrown His Reign is shortned and disgrace Has sullied his renown Part V. How long shall we in this sad state By thee neglected mourn Till we are utterly consum'd Lord shall thine Anger burn Oh call to mind how short a time At best to live we have Shall it be said we 're made for nought But sorrow and a Grave Why should our Foes destroy us thus When none 's so firm and strong But he must fall into the Grave And yield to Death ere long Lord what 's become of that old Love Thou didst to David bear To whom for ever to be kind Thou faithfully didst swear Forget not Lord how we are made The mighty Peoples scorn I easier all my other griefs Than their reproach have born Thy Foes they
wealth increases with their flocks Thus are they blest but when they sin They 're punish'd and brought low again Ev'n Princes are expos'd to scorn And wander in a state forlorn But he exalts the poor on high And spreads their num'rous Family The Just with gladness this shall see And wickedness shall silent be How few there are with care record These wond'rous dealings of the Lord But wise Observers still shall find That God is infinitely kind PSALM CVIII MY Heart O God is now prepar'd And this my Tongue shall raise Which with my Harp shall early sing A consort to thy praise The great Salvation thou hast wrought I 'll to the World proclaim The scattered Nations shall assist My Songs to spread thy Fame Thy Mercy reaches to the Heav'ns Thy Truth unto the Skies O may thy Glories Lord above Both Earth and Heaven rise That thy Beloved may obtain A Saviour in their need In answer to my servent pray'rs Thy timely succours speed God's sacred promise pass'd now makes My hopes depend on thee The Land that round Samaria lies Submits it self to me The rest of Isr'els Tribes unite To own my righteous cause Ephraim's my chiefest strength for War Judah supports my Laws Moab and Edom as vile slaves To serve me will be glad Philistia meet thy conqu'ring Lord And to his triumphs add Who then will lead me to that Hold On Edom's Frontiers lies So strongly fenc'd ' gainst all assaults Which all my force defies The Lord will do 't who heretofore Refus'd our Arms to bless He 'll undertake our Conduct now And crown it with success Man's weakness helps in vain may we Thine aids in trouble meet Our Hands shall do great acts our foes Lie conquered at our Feet PSALM CIX As the 100 Psalm LORD since my glor'ing is in thee Be thou concern'd t' avenge my wrongs Who now am wickedly traduc'd By lying and deceitful tongues By odious calumnies close siege They to my Reputation lay And unprovok'd with open force Attempt to take my life away I have deserved well of those Who now mine adversaries are I sought not safety by Revenge When off'red but of God by pray'r Evil for good is my reward The more I love I'm hated more ' Gainst the chief author of these wrongs Thy Justice therefore I implore By the worst Judge may he be try'd And by a Dev'lin spight accus'd Be pronounc'd guilty and his pray'r For Pardon as a sin resus'd By an untimely death cut off His Office let another take Want on his Children be entail'd His wife a forlorn widow make May they a sorry vagrant life By begging up and down maintain And their own Houses lying waste Seek for a Lodging where they can Part II. Let an exacting Creditor Seize his Estate as lawful spoil And may a perfect stranger reap The fruit of all his care and toil Let none t' his Memory be kind No pity to his Race be shown But let them parish and their Name Be in the following Age unknown Visit on him his Parents Crimes Since he in sin would like 'em be To shew that they are not forgot Root out their cursed memory He when the poor for mercy call'd Nothing but cruelty did breath And when their Hearts were broke with grief He persecuted them to death Let all the Curses that he wish'd To others on his own head light And may he by a just reward Want all that Blessing he did slight In cursing and malicious Lyes As in rich Cloaths he took a pride And may its sad effect like drink Through all his Veins and Bowels slide Sinking into his Bones like Oyl Let it allow him no repose Cover him with it like a Vest As with a Girdle bind it close Part III. This shall be their reward from God Whose spight is on my ruine bent And question not to make it sure By Lyes and Slanders they invent But since thy Honour is engag'd And Mercy too Lord take my part Oh save mel when by all forsook And pierc'd with sorrow to the heart I vanish like an Evening shade Toss'd like a Locust up and down My Knees and all my Joints are weak My Body lean with fasting grown They add unto my miseries Reproach and all the signs of scorn Lord let thy Mercy interpose To help and save me thus forlorn Force them to own herein thy pow'r Who curse in vain whom God will bless Let me with joy see them asham'd That their attempts had no success Cloath'd with Confusion may they wish To hide themselves from their own shame In full Assemblies then I 'll sing The lowdest praises to thy Name God the great Patron of the poor Will as his Advocate stand by Defend his Cause and save his Life When he 's unjustly doom'd to die PSALM CX As the 100 Psalm THUS spake the Lord unto his Son Sit thou advanc'd on my right hand Till all thy conquer'd Foes shall crouch And wait their doom from thy command From Sion shall thy word go forth Which like a Sceptre thou shalt sway To bring the Stubborn under Rule And make them willingly obey The Conquests shall be great that day The numerous Converts thou shalt view Shall make an Army that exceeds Thy Chrystal Drops of morning Dew The Lord hath all his Truth engag'd By Oath which he can never break To make thee an eternal Priest Of th' Order of Melchizedeck And when he 's raised to his Throne Proud Monarchs that oppose his Reign Shall fall and all the wicked world That will not stoop to him be slain Whilst he pursues this work he 'll stoop To mean refreshments in the way But with a glorious reward God will his sufferings repay PSALM CX Another Metre THUS spake the Lord unto his Son Sit thou on my right hand Till all thy Foes shall crouch and wait Their doom at thy Command From Sion shall thy word go forth This Sceptre thou shalt sway Under thy Rule shall Rebels come And willingly obey Thy Conquests shall be great that day The Converts thou shalt view Shall make an Army that exceeds The drops of morning Dew The Lord hath all his Truth engag'd By'an Oath he cannot break Thou' rt ever Priest of th' Order made Of great Melchizedeck And when he 's raised to his Throne Kings that oppose his Reign Shall fall and all the Heathen World That will not stoop be slain Whilst thus employ'd he 'll stoop to mean Refreshments in the way But God with glorious rewards His Sufferings will repay PSALM CXI MY Soul's best Pow'rs I will engage And with affection join In those Assemblies where the Saints To praise the Lord combine They that contemplate thy great works Will soon with pleasure see Thy Pow'r how glorious it is How great thy Purity The wonders of thy Providence They 'll often call to mind With grateful hearts proclaim that God Is gracious and kind How in the Wilderness he gave Food with a liberal hand And made
I am Sound and upright in heart Caph. Part XI I faint thro' long desire and hope Thy word fulfill'd to see In my Deliverance and cry out When wilt thou comfort me Like parched Skins hang'd in the Smoak So grief has shrivell'd mine Yet do I not thy Statutes Lord Forget much less decline My days consume apace why then Dost thou delay so long T' inflict due Punishments on those That do me utmost wrong By treach'rous ways thy Law forbids My ruine they pursue Save me from those who are as false As thy Commands are true My Life was ready just to fall A Prey to bloody hands Yet to escape I would not balk The way of thy Commands Raise me from this forlorn Estate My Life in mercy spare Then I thy Testimonies Lord Will keep with greater care Lamed Part XII For ever like the Heav'ns Lord Thy word is setled fast As firmly as the Earth thy Truth Do's to all Ages last These all in their appointed course Continue to this Day And all like ready Servants stand Thine Orders to obey Had not thy Truth been my support Thy Law been my delight Under the pressure of my woes I 'had sunk and perish'd quite Thy good Commands I 'll ne'er forget Which have reviv'd me still O save me who am thine and seek To know and do thy Will Vile men to ruine me have long Watch'd for a fit pretence But I 'll keep close to thy Commands As to my best Defence Perfections here have narrow bounds Whose End we oft out-live But thy wise Laws have large extent And lasting Pleasures give Mem. Part XIII O how I love thy Law it is My daily exercise By thoughts and talk of this I make My self and others wise Thro' thy Commandments which before Mine Eyes I ever set I 'm wiser than my Foes and all Their subtil Arts defeat My Teachers I excel in Skill 100 Old men in Judgment deep Because thy Laws my study are And I thy Precepts keep I have not made a wicked way The means t' obtain my End For I resolv'd against thy word Not wilfully t' offend Thy Judgments I have not declin'd Nor wrong'd did right o'er-pass Just Precepts I had learn'd and knew That God their Authour was Honey no sweetness do's afford Like what thy words create From thence I learn the flattering sweets Of every Sin to hate Nun. Part XIV Thy word is to my Life a Guide Unto my Paths a Light Thy just Decrees as I have sworn I 'll keep with all my Might My Sufferings are great to me Thy comforts Lord afford And raise me from this sad Estate According to thy word The free-will Off'rings of my mouth My Pray'rs and Praises own To serve thee better Lord thy Will Still more to me make known I went in danger of my Life Such snares the wicked laid Yet did I not forget thy Law Nor from thy Precepts stray'd I 'had rather still be poor than from Thy Testimonies part These are mine Heritage the Joy And Comfort of mine heart My heart 's inclin'd and to perform Thy Statutes I intend What e'er I lose by 't I will hold This course unto the End Samech Part XV. Thy Law I love but all leud craft And double-dealing hate And trusting in thy faithful word For thy Protection wait Ye wicked doers that corrupt The World depart from me From faithfull serving of my God No hind'rance you shall be Thy Word is pass'd t' uphold my Life Do not my hopes expose Thy Laws I 'll more respect when set In safety from my Foes Thou' rt wont to tread down those that from Thy Statutes go astray Their crafty Arts to them will prove A false and cheating way Such wicked men out of the Land Like dross thou wilt remove Therefore I better like and more Thy Testimonies Love The sense of thy just vengeance Lord Fills me with fear and awe I dread the Judgments that will seize All that contemn thy Law Ain Part XVI That I have done what 's just and right My Foes must needs confess Leave me not in their hands whose rage Knows only how t' oppress Be thou my surety lest the proud To ruine me prevail If my deliv'rance be delay'd My tired hopes will fail In Mercy deal with me and since To thee I service owe Teach me thy Statutes and thy Will To me more fully show It 's time Good men should act for God As well as he appear When wicked men reject his Law And sin without all fear This stirs my Zeal and makes me more All his Commands to prize And in compare with them them the World And all its Wealth despise Hence every Precept I approve For my Direction best But unjust Courses and base Arts I utterly detest Pe. Part XVII With greatest care I keep thy Laws Whose wonders strike mine Eyes The Entrance of thy word 's a Light And makes the simple wise The fuller knowledge of thy Will I eagerly pursu'd And as my Pleasure did increase My longings were renew'd Oh let thy dealings towards me And Mercy be the same Thou usest to express to those Who love and fear thy Name Order my goings in thy word And my Director be Then no Iniquity shall gain Dominion over me Thy Precepts I 'll observe when plac'd Out of th' Oppressors reach With favour on thy Servant shine And me thy Statutes teach I see how Sinners break thy Laws By bold Impieties This makes me to lament and floods Of Tears o'er-flow mine Eyes Tsaddi Part XVIII Thy Nature Lord and thy Commands Exactly do agree Holy and just and true thou art And such thy Precepts be This sets my Zeal on fire and makes Mine Indignation rise To see my Foes forget thy Words And thy just Laws despise I love thy word because it 's pure And free from all deceit Tho' I 'm despis'd and small my care To keep thy Laws is great Thy justice and fidelity Ne're change or have an end Thy Law 's the Truth on which we may With certain Faith depend When I was brought into great straits And sore opprest with grief I thought on thy Commands and found Great comfort and relief Thy ways are ever true and just This wisdom to me give By them to order all my ways And happy I shall live Koph Part XIX To thee O Lord I loudly cry'd Hear and deliver me Thy Testimonies when I 'm sav'd Better observ'd shall be My cries to mind thee of thy word Prevent the morning Light On this I meditate before The watches of the Night Hear me O Lord as thou art kind Of which sure proofs I have And as thou judgest best my Life They seek to ruine save For they on mischievous Designs Against me bent draw near who 're far from care to keep thy Law And strangers to thy Fear My comfort is for my defence Thou Lord art nearer still And all th' Engagements of thy word Wilt faithfully fulfil I 've known of old what thou