The Psalmes of David the king and prophet and of other holy prophets, paraphas'd [sic] in English: conferred with the Hebrew veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee paraphrase. By R.B.

THE PSALMES OF DAVID THE KING AND PROPHET , AND Of other holy PROPHETS , paraphas'd in English : Conferred with the Hebrew VERITIE , set forth by B. Arias Montanus , together with the Latine , Greek Septuagint , and Chaldee Paraphrase .

By R.B.

LONDON , Printed by Robert Young , for Francis Constable , and are to be sold at his shop under S. Martins Church neere Ludgate . 1638.

The Authors observed in this Paraphrase . Apollinarius . B. Arias Montanus . Genebrard . Lorinus . Buchanan . Berseman . Ainsworth . Snegedin . M. Anton Flammin .

With the Titles of the Psalmes , as they are in the Originall .

The first booke containeth inclusive , Psalmes — 41 Second booke containeth inclusive , Psalmes — 31 Third booke containeth inclusive , Psalmes — 17 Fourth booke containeth inclusive , Psalmes — 17 Fifth booke containeth inclusive , Psalmes — 44 Added in the end out of Apol●inarius one Psalme , The Combat of David with Goliah . 1/151

Selah in the five Bookes repeated 71. times .

Higgajon twice , Psal. 9.17 . & 92.4 .

Observance of the Acrostich Psalmes .

PSALME 1. Beatus Vir. BLest is the man , whose walks are cleer from wicked counsells aire ; To sinners way who stands not neer , nor sits in scorners chaire . 2 But on the Law of God doth ground the life of his delight ; And in those holy Precepts bound his practice day and night . 3 And like the planted tree , that lives the rills of water neere , His fruit as duely forth he gives in season of the yeere . His leafe , shall neither times decayes , nor tempests blast suppresse ; So whatsoever he essaies , shall sort to good successe . 4 Not so , not so , the wicked race , they , like the chaffe shall thrive , Which from the earths offended face the winds before them drive . 5 Therefore shall not the wicked stocke in judgement stand upright ; Nor with the just the sinfull flocke their guilty heads unite . 6 For how the Just their journie lay , the Lord their Leader knowes : But wicked doers , with their way , destruction overthrowes .

PSAL. 2. Quare fremuerunt ? WHy doe the Heathen-pow'rs , and people entertaine ; The Heathens , such tumultuous rage , the people , plots so vaine ? 2 Kings of the earth conspire , and Princes counsell take Against the Lord , against his Christ , a powerfull head to make . 3 In sunder let us breake their servile bands ( say they ) Their yoke from off our neckes discharge , and cast their cords away . 4 But Hee , in Heaven above that sits , and sees their pride , Shall laugh their vanities to scorne , the Lord shall them deride . 5 To them then shall he speake , in his resistlesse ire ; And their affrighted soules shall feele his furie burne like fire . 6 Yet , mine Annointed King upon mine holy Hill , Upon Mount Zion have I set . I shall declare the will , 7 Of which Decree the Lord hath given the charge to mee : And said , Thou art my Sonne , this day have I begotten Thee . 8 Aske , I to thee will give the Heathens world of ground For thine inheritance , possesse as farre as earth hath bound . 9 Thou with an iron rod shalt stripe their stubborne hides ; Or , like a Potters brittle shards , in pieces dash their sides . 10 Now then , O Kings , be wise , and ye that judge the Land , Be well instructed what ye judge , judge what ye understand . 11 Serve ye the Lord in feare , in feare and joy betwixt ; A joyfull feare , a trembling joy , delight and dutie mixt . 12 Embrace and kisse the Sonne , lest through your cold delay , His wroth contemning your contempt , ye perish in the way . If but a little while his anger'd patience burne ; For safety they that hope in Him , have all a happy turne .

PSAL. 3. Domine , quid . Psalmus David . cùm fugeret à facie Absalom , filii sui . HOw many my distressers , Lord , what mighty enemies : Against one harmlesse head of mine how many heads arise ? 2 A multitude say of my soule , so helplesse left alone , Himselfe he cannot help , in God for him there health is none . Selah 3 But thou my shield about me , Lord , dost for my glory stand ; The sole up-lifter of my head is thy Almighty hand . 4 Up to the Lord I strain'd my voice , and cri'd , that he might heare ; And he out of his holy Mount to my complaint gave eare . Selah 5 I laid me downe and slept ; from sleep refresht I rose againe : My sleep was sound , my guard was safe , the Lord did me sustaine . 6 Beleaguer'd with ten thousand strong in armes , about me laid ; And malice equall to their might , I would not be affraid . 7 Rise up , Lord , save me , O my God , for thy revengefull stroke Of all my wicked foes the jawes and ranck'rous teeth hath broke . 8 Salvation is of thee , O Lord , from thee the blessing flowes , Which on thy chosen peoples heads thy bounteous hand bestowes . Selah

PSAL. 4. Cùm invocarem . Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth : Psalmus David . TO thee , O God , my righteousnesse , let my complaint repaire : Thou hast enlarg'd mee from distresse , in mercie heare my praier . 2 My glorie ( sonnes of man ) to shame how long will ye apply ? Your love shall vanitie enflame , your labour seeke a lye . Selah 3 But know , that of his gracious Saint the Lord makes wondrous choice ; And when to him I make my plaint , the Lord will heare my voice . 4 Be angry : but from sinne refraine , Soule , with a silent zeale : Selah 5 Thy selfe upon thy bed arraigne , and to thy selfe reveale . 6 The sacrifices ye present , let Justice sacrifice ; And let your hope be confident , that on the Lord relies . 7 Of good ( say many ) is there none will shew us any sight ? On us , Lord ( all our good in one ) lift up thy faces light . 8 Pure joy into this heart of mine so shalt thou give me , more Than theirs , that of their corne and wine in harvest heap up store . 9 My head then downe will I both lay , and sleep in peaces cell : For thou alone , O Lord , my stay , in safetie mak'st me dwell .

PSAL. 5. Verba mea . Ad Praestantem , super Nehiloth . Psalmus David . UNto my words , O Lord , give eare , weigh well my wordlesse thought : 2 O let my crie , where thou maist heare , my King , my God , be brought . 3 Thou , Lord , shalt ( early ) heare my voice , to thee my praier shall flie : And of the rising morne make choice to Heaven to raise mine eie . 4 For thou art God , in wickednesse that takest no delight : The evill shall have no accesse , nor sojourne in thy sight . 5 Vain-glorious Fooles before thine eyes take sooting never shall : Thou hatest of iniquities the painfull workers all . 6 The lying tongue shalt thou defeat with utter overthrow : The man of bloud● , and pale deceit , the Lord abhorres to know . 7 But in thy mercies much regard , thy house will I draw neere ; And to thy holy Temple-ward , doe worship in thy feare . 8 Lord , lead me in thy justice right : and , lest I step astray , Because of my maligners , straight before me make thy way . 9 For in h●s mouth , no truth sincere , their inwards , deeps of woe : Their throat , an open sepulchre ; tongues smoothly taught to goe . 10 Judge them , O God , and let their fall , their guilty counsells tell : Rout them with their transgressions all , against thee that rebell . 11 So shall they ( aye ) that trust in thee , shout all with joyfull voice ; And thy Names-lovers , they that be , for covering them , rejoyce ▪ 12 For thou , O Lord , thy blessing downe upon the Just shalt yeeld ; And with thy gracious favour crowne his head , as with a shield .

PSAL. 6. Domine , ne in furore . Ad Praestantem , in Neghinoth , super Octavam . Psalmus David . MY faults , let no reproofe of thine , Lord , in thy wrath repeat ; Nor chastise any crime of mine in thy displeasures heat . 2 Have mercy , Lord ; for I am weake , Lord , heale me : else in vaine My bone● , with horrour shook , shall speake the language of my paine . 3 My soule is also troubled sore ; and though my pangs be strong , My soule-sicke sorrow paines me more , but Thou , O Lord , how long ! 4 Returne , O Lord , and at thy cost my soules deliverance cleere : O save my life , that am but lost , but for thy mercie meere . 5 For none in death remembrance have upon thy Name to dwell : And who so thankfull in the grave , as of thy praise to tell ? 6 The languor that my groanes have bred , my melting spirits out-weares : To swimme all night I make my bed , and drowne my couch in teares . 7 Mine eye gnawne out with anguish dies , my beautie to behold , ( Because of all mine enemies ) growne wanne , and waxen old . 8 From mee , ye wicked doers all , with all your deeds forbeare : The Lord hath heard my voices call , my teares have touch't his eare . 9 The Lord hath heard how I complain'd , and with my praier is pleas'd ; My suit the Lord hath entertain'd , my painfull suffrings eas'd . 10 Shame and confusion out of hand on all my haters light : And on their backes entrench the brand of their reproachfull flight .

PSAL. 7. Domine Dem. Shiggajon David , qui cecinit Domino , super verba Chus , filii Iemini . MY confidence doe I repose O Lord my God in thee : From all my persecuting foes save and deliver mee . 2 Lest like a Lion he devoure , and ( no Redeemer neere To rescue me that hath the power ) my soule in pieces teare . 3 O Lord my God , if I have done this crime that they object ; Or wickednesse if any one my guilty palmes infect . 4 If evill I to him have paid , that was with mee at peace : ( Yea , him that causlesse me betrai'd I freely did release : ) 5 Let then my foe pursue , and take my soule to sate his lust ; Tread downe my life on earth ; and make my glorie dwell in dust . Selah 6 Rise up Lord in thy wrath , up rise , for my distressors rage ; Command thy judgement to surprize , or their proud heat asswage . 7 So shall the peoples many a one in flockes about thee flie : For their sakes to thy powerfull Throne returne thy selfe on hie . 8 The Lord shall judge the peoples right , judge Lord of my desert , How just my hands are in thy sight , and how sincere my heart . 9 Of wicked men the malice bound , the just establisht keep : For thou of hearts and reines dost sound ( just God ) the deepest deep . 10 My shield on God their Saviour , that are in heart upright : Just Judge is God ; Gods angry power threats every day to light . 11 For him that turnes not ; to repent whom no remorse will bring , His sword he whets , his bow stands bent , his arrowes on the string . 12 And them for him he hath prepar'd , ( dire instruments of death : ) Among the persecutors shar'd , to stop their fierie breath . 13 Behold his wombe with mischiefe swells , with sorrow breeds he sin : Now brought to bed , of nothing else but of a lie , lies-in . 14 He digg'd a pit with painfull care , to delve it deep withall : Where ( others earning to ensnare ) himselfe into did fall . 15 His mischiefe on his head shall light , that mischiefe first did frame : On his owne pate shall spend his spight , the forge from whence it came . 16 Confesse unto the Lord will I , so just in all his waies ; And of the Lord , that is Most-Hie , the Name my song shall praise .

PSAL. 8. Domine , Dominus . Ad Praestantem , super Gittith , Psalmus David . O Lord , our Lord , the earth about how glorious is thy Name ; Which hast thy Majestie given out above the Heavens high frame ? 2 Strength from the mouth of babes to goe , from sucklings tender age , Thou foundedst , to confound the foe , and still th' avengers rage . 3 As oft as on thy Heav'ns I looke , worke of thy fingers rote ; The Moon , the Starres , ( Heav'ns Musick-book ) by thee in Volumes wrote ; 4 What is fraile man , O say I now , remembred thus by thee ? Or what is Adams sonne , that thou his Visitor shouldst be ? 5 A little hast thou rank't beneath the Angels Crest his Crowne : His head empal'd within a wreathe of glorie and renowne . 6 A Soveraigne hast thou set him , meet thy handy-workes to sway ; And all things underneath his feet made usefull to obey . 7 Sheep , Oxen , all the Beasts that field or desert-soile containe : Fowle , Fish , that aire or salt-sea yeeld , whose pathes are in the Maine . 8 O Lord , our Lord , how excellent throughout this earthly frame ! How boundlesse is the beames extent of thy resplendent Name !

PSAL. 9. Confit●bor tibi . ●d Praestantem , super Muth-Labben . Psal. David . TO render thankes to thee , O Lord , my heart is wholly bent ; Of all thy marvells to record , my tongue the instrument . 2 I will be glad , I will rejoyce in thee with melodie : And to thy Name sing Numbers choice , O thou that art Most-Hie . 3 When backward fled , mine enemies were hard pursu'd in chace ; They stumbled , never more to rise , but perish from thy face . 4 For thou my judgements doome hast done , or else my right had fail'd : Thou satest Judge upon the Throne , where Justice hath prevail'd . 5 The Heathen routs hast thou reprov'd , the wicked one destroi'd ; From men among , their name remov'd , for evermore maid void . 6 My foe , see desolations done , the Cities raz'd to ground : With them is their memoriall gone , and in their dust lies drown'd . 7 But Soveraigne on his Throne declar'd the Lord shall ever sit ; Which for himselfe he hath prepar'd , and made for judgement fit . 8 And he with justice will proceed to judge the world so wide ; And of his peoples every deed with righteous doome decide . 9 The Lord to him that is opprest will be a refuge high : A refuge high , the poore distrest when times of trouble trie . 10 And they that know thy Name , alone their trust on thee will ground : For thou art , Lord , forsaking none of them that seeke thee , found . 11 Sing to the Lord on Sion Mount , whose pleasure is to dwell : With praise his deeds of high account among the peoples tell . 12 For when the Quest of his Assise for blouds inquirie makes : ●nmindfull he the meeke that cries forgets not , nor forsakes . 13 My suffrings , Lord , in mercie see , through mine oppressors hates ; ●f death , O thou the onely He , that lifts me from the gates . 14 That all thy praises I may spread in Sions daughters ports ; ●nd in thy saving health be glad , in all my songs reports . 15 The Heath'n are sunke downe in the pit , which they themselves prepar'd : ●●t secret net which they did fit , their foot hath fast ensnar'd . 16 His judgement done , the Lord is knowne to execute aright : Caught in the handy-workes his owne , mark well the wicked wight . Higgajon . Sel. 17 The wicked shall returne to Hell , where their abode is set : ●re Heath'ns , & Heav'ns-contemners dwell , and all that God forget . 18 For alwaies shall not be forgot the grievance of the poore ; Of needy soules the hopes shall not be lost for evermore . 19 Rise , Lord , let none of mortall race prevaile against thy hand ; But let the Heath'ns before thy face , to heare their judgement stand . 20 Dismaying-feare upon them throw , that Lord , confounded then , The haughty-hearted Heath'ns may know , they be but wretched men . Sela● .

PSAL. 10. Ut quid Domine . WHy standst thou , Lord , so farre aside , when dangers draw so neere ? Thy helpfull face why dost thou hide , when troublous times appeare ? 2 The wicked in his heat of pride pursues the heart-lesse poore : In those selfe-toiles let them be ti'd , by them contriv'd before . 3 The wicked boasts his soules desires beyond his wisht successe : The covetous , what he admires , blasphemes the Lord to blesse . 4 On God ( so proud the wicked is ) he takes no care to call : Nor God in any plot of his hath any place at all . 5 His travell all times well succeeds , thy Judgements , where he goes , Above his sight he never heeds , but puffes at all his foes . 6 For in his hearts consent , he said , ‛ Mov'd shall I never be . ●n me shall evill none be laid , my fall no age shall see . 7 His mouth is full with curses arm'd , deceit and guile among : ●niquitie and mischiefe swarm'd , hive underneath his tongue . 8 In villages to stands he gets , there close in ambush lies : The innocent and poore besets , and murthers when he spies . 9 In secret , he from sight of men lies waiting , neere the way ; ●nd Lion-like lurkes in his den , to snatch the poore for prey . 10 The poore into his net he drawes , till he hath caught him thrall ; ●toops low , into his powerfull pawes that poore by flockes may fall . 11 In heart he saies ( tongue durst not say ) " All this hath God forgot ; Or heedlesse hides his face away for ever , sees it not . 12 Arise , Lord God , lift up thy hand for them , that help implore , Without thy strength too weake to stand , be mindfull of the poore . 13 Why hath the wicked heart a tongue , though words for feare retire ; ●o speake in spitefull thoughts ? " This wrong thou God wilt not enquire . 14 Thou seest , for wrong and wickednesse , thine eye and hand perceive : ●●dresse , the poore and fatherlesse to thee their helper leave . 15 Of wicked and malicious men br●ake thou the harmfull arme : Seeke out his wickednesse , and then find neither arme nor harme . 16 The Lord is King and Governour , for ever and beyond : The Heath'n opposers of his power are perisht from the land . 17 The meek-afflicted soules desire thou Lord art pleas'd to heare ; Their heart confirm'd dost thou inspire , attentive mak'st thine eare . 18 To judge the pupill and the poore , that sorry man may find His daunting threats to be no more but earth , and empty wind .

PSAL. 11. In Domino . Ad Praestantem , Davidis . MY trust doth on the Lord relie , how say ye to my soule , Soule , to thy mountaines safetie flie , as swift as feathred fowle ? 2 For loe , the wicked bend their bow , on string their arrow fit , A shoot in darknesse to bestow , the upright heart to hit . 3 When wicked plots are over-past , that stedfast ground have none : When their foundations downe are cast , the just , what hath he done ? 4 The Lord from holy place above , the Lord from Heav'n his Throne , His eyes will view , his eye-lids prove how Adams sonnes have gone . 5 The just and wicked ones estate the Lord will prove and trie : 6 But selfe hate soules his soule doth hate , that love malignitie . 7 Upon the wicked will he showre snares , fire , and brimstone downe : And breath of burning tempest powre , their cup this lot shall crowne . 8 For just the Lord , and just designes are lovely in his sight ; His face discerns , and right defines of men and meanes upright .

PSAL. 12. Salvum me fac . Ad Praestantem , super Octavam . Psalmus David . SAve , Lord , for godly men are gone , and goodnesse none that mind : Of Adams sonne a faithfull one example rare to find . 2 With faign'd discourse , and fawning style , each one his neighbour holds : But of his flatt'ring lips , the guile in heart and heart he molds . 3 All flatt'ring lips , of fraud the traine the Lord cut off betimes ; And tongue that strikes no lower straine , but lofty language chimes . 4 Our tongue ( say they ) shall sure prevaile , these lips of ours must walke ; Our lips their Masters must not faile : what Lord shall taxe our talke ? 5 Now for the needy soules reprize , and poore mans groaning cares , Up will I , saith the Lord , arise , and save him from these snares . 6 Thy words , O Lord , are words as pure as silver seven times tri'd In Test of ashes , by the cure of fire repuirifi'd . 7 Thou shalt , O Lord , preserve the flocke of thy selected sheep ; And ever from this wicked stocke the soule that serves thee keep . 8 The wicked compasse every coast , their quarter keeps no bounds : While Adams 〈◊〉 are valew'd most , where vilenesse most abounds .

PSAL. 13. Usque quò Domine ? Ad Praestantem . Psalmus David . HOw long , Lord , wilt thou me forget ? for ever shall it be ? How long , no eye upon mee set , but hide thy face from me ? 2 How long shall I in soule advise , and daily vexe my heart ? How long , my foes above me rise , against me that take part ? 3 Behold , O Lord my God , and heare from clouds of darknesse deep : With thy pure light mine eye-sight cleare , lest in the death I sleep . 4 Against me , lest to have prevail'd , my foe give out the voice : For when my feeble foot hath fail'd , my troublers will rejoyce . 5 My trust yet on thy mercie staies , thy saving health shall be My joy of heart , my song shall praise thy bounty , Lord , to mee .

PSAL. 14. Dixit Insipiens . Ad Praestantem , Davidis . THere is no God , the fooles heart sayes in his ungodly mood . 2 Corrupt and odious are their wayes : none , no not one does good . 3 The Lord look't downe from heaven , to see what Adams sonnes desir'd : Of understanding , who was hee , that after God enquir'd . 4 Together all departed are , all loathsome-sented grow'n ▪ Of doing good that hath the care , or conscience none , not one . 5 Are wicked workers all mis-led ? so ignorant are all ? That eate my people up like bread , on God they never call . 6 There did their feare confesse distrust , whose guilt they could not hide ; ●he generation of the Just hath God to be their guide . 7 The counsells of the poore , to blame your blame-full counsells rend : ●nd ( shamelesse ) of his hopes , speake shame , that on the Lord depend . 8 Salvation who to Israel shall out of Sion give , When they that now in bondage dwell , no longer captives live . When home-return'd the Lord shall bring the people of his choice , O then for joy shall Jacob sing , and Israel rejoyce .

Isti tres versus non sunt in textu Hebraeo , Graeco , Chaldaeo , vel in Carmine Apollinarii . In Bibl●● emendatis relicti sunt , ob antiquetatis venerationem : sed absque arithmetica notae , qua ut proprii distinctique hajus Psalmi versus habeantur .

A Paulo recitantur hoc ordine . THeir throat an open sepulchre , the forge of fraud their tongue : Their lips more deadly poyson beare , than where the Aspe hath stung . 2 Their mouth of cursing is a spring , of bitternesse a floud : Their feet as fowle of prey on wing are swift in shedding bloud ▪ 3 Their waies are for vexation made , and to destruction load : The way of peace is not their trade , nor know they how to tread . Which knowing not , needs must they fall , where endlesse horrour lies , Of God that have no sense at all , no feare before their eies .

PSAL. 15. Domine , quis ? Psalmus Davidis . WHo , Lord , shall sojourne in thy Tent ? Inhabit who thy holy Hill ? Who perfect walkes , is working still 2 The workes of Justice to fulfill ; In heart means truth ; truth speakes as ment . 3 Whose tongue to slander cannot frame , Doth to his friend no evill thing , Nor gives nor takes reproaches sting , From mischiefes venom'd mouth to fling , Against his neighbours honest name . 4 Whose eye ( all kind respect forgot ) Holds in contempt a person vile ; But rankes them high in honours file , To feare the Lord , that set their while : Sweares to his hurt , and changeth not . 5 Gives not to biting Usurie , For sordid gaine , his silver lent , Sells not for bribe the innocent ; To do these things whose mind stands bent , Shall stand unmov'd eternally .

PSAL. 16. Conserva me . Michtam Davidis . ON thee my safeties hope is staid O God , preserve thou me : 2 Thou Lord , my Lord ( my soule hath said ) My good is not to thee . 3 Upon the Saints on earth that dwell , soules gracious in thy sight : Soules , that in serving God excell , set is my sole delight . 4 Their sorrowes shall be multipli'd , that after off-gods runne ; That other god have deifi'd , and left thy dues undone . Of bloud the offerings they propine , I will not once partake , Nor of their names these lips of mine shall ever mention make . 5 The Lord is of mine heritage the portion , of my cup The over-flowing beverage ; my lot thou holdest up . 6 Within a faire and pleasant land , the lines for mee are laid : A goodly heritage in hand , I hold to mee convai'd . 7 Thankes to the Lord will I returne for his advertisement , Whose fire within my reines doth burne , with mighty chastisement . 8 The Lord before mee alwaies set my object un-reprov'd ; On my right hand so him I get , I shall not be remov'd . 9 My heart therefore thus heartned , sung for joy within my brest : Glad was the glory of my tongue , " My flesh in hope shall rest . 10 Nor wilt thou leave my soule in hell , nor give thy Holy One , Where death , and shades of darknesse dwell , to see corruption . 11 The path of life thou mak'st mee know , full joyes before thy face : From whence perpetuall pleasures flow , thy right hand is the place .

PSAL. 17. Ex●udi , Domine . Oratio Davidis . HEare justice , Lord , exactly heed what my loud cries entreat ; Attend my praier , that doth proceed from lips without deceit . 2 My judgement from before thy face let come in open sight : Let thy pure eies discerne my case , and give the Rights their right . 3 My heart by night thy search did sound , yet nothing didst thou find That with my mouth I did propound , to sinne against my mind . 4 By workes , that earthly man concerne , I find what course they runne : By thy lips word , the pathes I learne of breakers-through to shunne . 5 Beat thou my waies , and make them plaine , my feeble steps fore-guide ; My feet within thy pathes containe , my footing shall not slide . 6 On thee I call , thou God wilt heare , and answer mee againe : ●o my request incline thine eare , attend how I complaine . 7 Thy wondrous mercies set apart , from thy insulting foes , Saviour of them , whose hope thou art , that thy right hand oppose . 8 O keep me as those chrystall globes , the eyes black darling keep , And spread thy wings wide covering robes , where shadow'd I may sleep . 9 My head from wicked faces hide , the heads of my decay , That compasse me on every side , to make my soule their prey . 10 Enclos'd in their owne sat , they smoake with surfeits doubtfull sweat ; And with their mouth have proudly spoke their haughty hearts conceit . 11 To snare our footsteps , in our walkes they now beset us round , With eyes ( as treason closely stalkes ) to undermine our ground . 12 His likenesse is a Lion bold , that greedy is to teare ; So keeps the Lions whelp his hold , that lurkes in secret where . 13 Rise , Lord , prevent his sharp fore-sights , to stop my foe begin ; And with thy sword , wherewith he fights , my soules deliverance win . 14 From men , the scourge Lord of thy hand , from mortall-worldlings will ; Upon this life , whose portions stand , whose gorge thy treasures fill ! Sonnes have they store ; and of their store , when death shall them bereave : Then ( all too much ) what they have more , they to their children leave . 15 Now of thy face a view to take , shall Justice be my guide : In mee when shall thine Image wake , I shall be satisfi'd .

PSAL. 18. Diligam te , Domine . Ad Praestantem . Servi Domini Davidis , qui loquutus est Domino verba Cantici huju● , in die quo eripuit cum Dominus de volâ omnium inimicorum suorum , & de manu Saul : Et di●i● , O Lord , whose strength in mee doth move , and all my strength beget , The strong impression of my love on thee is wholly set . 2 The Lord my rocke , whereon to build , my fort , my Saviour : My God , my hopes strong hold , my shield , horne of my health , my towre . 3 Upon the praised Lord I call'd , to him for help I prai'd ; Mee from my foes he dis-enthrall'd , and gave mee saving aide . 4 Of death the sorrowes succourlesse were round about mee laid ; Of over-bearing wickednesse the flouds made me affraid . 5 The cords of Hell about mee bent , on every side tooke hold ; The snares of death did mee prevent , that I could not unfold . 6 Opprest , the Lord my God I prest , he from his Palace heares ; Before him came my loud request , and entred at his eares . 7 Then shook the trembling earth for feare , the hills foundations mov'd : And at his presence troubled were , because his wroth reprov'd . 8 A storme of smoake before him came , which from his nostrils fum'd ; And fire out of his mouth did flame , that where it came , consum'd . 9 He bow'd the Heav'ns , and made his Throne with earth his foot-stoole meet : Beneath the dreadfull light that shone , lay darknesse at his feet . 10 A Cherub-chariot did him beare , whose plumes he made his saile ; The winds his winged-coursers were , and darknesse was his vaile . 11 Darke his pavillion , darke the skie , darke waters , duskie clouds , Compose an aërie canopie , wherein himselfe he shrowds . 12 The brightnesse of his presence tooke the melting clouds in chace ; With haile and coales hot-burning strooke , they fled before his face . 13 The Lord from Heav'n in thunder spoke ; his voice that is most-Hie , With stormes of haile made earth to smoake , and coales of fire to flie . 14 His sheafs of arrowes forth he sent , which at the scatt'red , flew : Of lightning-shot his vollies spent , downe his resisters threw . 15 The channels of the Maine appeare , the worlds foundations vast , At thy rebuke discovered were , Lord , at thy nostrils blast . 16 He sent his hand from Heav'n above , to bay the waves that flew ; He tooke mee , and from out the drove of many waters drew . 17 He freed mee from my strongest foe , to whom my strength was small : And from my mighty haters , moe than I could match withall . 18 When I with woe was over-gone , they mee fore-laid that day ; But mee , then helper having none , the Lord my staffe did stay . 19 Where I was bound he brought mee forth enlarg'd , and set mee free : For ( of mine owne ) none other worth , but his delight in mee . 20 According as my justice stands , the Lord did mee reward ; And to the purenesse of my hands , my recompence he shar'd . 21 Because what waies the Lord did goe , therein my feet have trod ; And have not , as the wicked doe , departed from my God . 22 For all his Judgements in my sight , my guides before mee lay ; And from mee his Decrees upright , I did not turne away . 23 So thus with him was I sincere , and held integritie ; Restrain'd my selfe with hand severe , from mine iniquitie . 24 Just therefore , as my Justice stands , the Lord to mee supplies : Rewards the purenesse of my hands in his pure-sighted eies . 25 Thou to the mercifull wilt shew how mercifull thou art : Thy strong perfections make him know that is of perfect heare . 26 So with the pure to be as pure , thy selfe thou wilt reveale ; And with the froward wilt be sure as frowardly to deale . 27 Thus wilt thou save from overthrow poore peoples miserie ; And strike the eyes of pride as low , as they have look't too hie . 28 My candle thou shalt surely light ; this darksome night of mine , The Lord my God shall make as bright as lightsome day to shine . 29 By thee have I dismai'd an host , and broken through them all ; And by my God , where danger most might skare mee , scal'd the wall . 30 The way of God is perfect ground , the Word of JAH is tri'd ; To all a shield of safetie found , whose hopes on him reside . 31 For who is God , the Lord except ! Who is a Rocke of Might ! Say ( ye that have to Idols crept ) and give our God his right . 32 The God that girdeth mee with strength , is he that is my stay ; And he through all my journles length , that perfect gives my way . 33 He makes my feet as swift as Hinds , to follow , or to flie : He makes me stand , as ●it he finds , upon my places hie . 34 My hands to warre he doth frequent , and weapons learnes to feele : These armes of mine to bend , and bent , to breake a bow of steele . 35 On me the shield of saving health thou hast vouchsaf'd to ●eat : Thy right hand hath upheld my wealth , thy meeknesse made mee great . 36 Beneath my feet thou didst enlarge my pathes on every side : And of my footsteps took'st such charge , my ankles should not slide . 37 Mine enemies have I pursu'd , and overtooke in flight , And not return'd , till I subdu'd , and ruin'd them outright . 38 With wounds I stunn'd them in such wise , that now to stand unmeet : Nor ever able more to rise , they fell beneath my feet . 39 For thou with strength hast girt my ●●de , in battell to oppose , And under foot to tread their pride , against mee that uprose . 40 Thou , of my foes to mee hast brought the neckes , that under yoke I might cut off , and bring to nought my haters at a stroke . 41 In their distresse for help they cri'd , but none there was to save : Even to the Lord , but none repli'd , and he no answer gave . 42 Small as the dust before the wind them did I peace-meale beate ; And them like out-cast rubbish grinde , that strewes the myrie street . 43 From people with contentions fed thou hast delivered me ; And of the Heath'ns hast made me head , by strangers serv'd to be . 44 To mee , at hearing of the eare , obedient shall they sit : And to my power , dissembling feare , the forraigne shall submit . 45 The strangers sonnes shall shrinke away , their falsers hearts shall faile ; And in their holds affraid to stay , their closets make their Jaile . 46 Let live the Lord , my Rocke be blest , He that my head did raise , The God in whom my health doth rest , exalted be with praise . 47 My praise of God the Powerfull sings , avenger of my wrongs ; That under my subjection brings the headlesse peoples throngs . 48 He from my foes in safetie led , and left mee free to stand ; Above my Rivals rais'd my head , rid from the Tyrants hand . 49 To thee therefore will I give thanks , O Lord , and praises frame , Among the Heathens thickest rankes , to sing unto thy name . 50 His Kings salvations great , he makes for ever to succeed ; On his Annointed mercie takes , on David and his seed .

PSAL. 19. Coeli enarrant . Victori , Psalmus David . THe glorie of the God of Heaven , the Heav'ns of God declare : The Firmament firme proofe hath given , his handy-worke they are . 2 Day unto day delivereth speech in times alternate lines ; And night to night doth knowledge teach , whose light in darknesse shines . 3 No speech , no language like their owne , to make their meaning found : Their voicelesse voice all eares have knowne , all heard their soundlesse sound . 4 Through all the earth their line is runne , their words the world about : A Tabernacle for the Sunne in them hath he set out . 5 Which , like a Bride groome , brightly clad , leaves his retiring place ; And Giant-like , with gesture glad , sets forth to runne his race . 6 His beames from Heavens , each Signe & Syde their oblique round repeat ; And none there is himselfe can hide from his life-breathing heat . 7 Much more the Law ¹ of JAH ² is pure ³ , the soule ⁴ re-purifies ⁵ Of JAH ⁶ the Testimonie ⁷ sure ⁸ , and makes the simple ⁹ wise10. 8 The Statutes ¹ of the Lord ² upright ³ , the heart ⁴ with joy ⁵ suffice : The Lords ⁶ Commandment ⁷ pure ⁸ , gives light ⁹ to soule-dark-sighted eies10. 9 The reverend feare ¹ of JAH ² from staine ³ stands chaste ⁴ , and cleane for ever ⁵ : Of JAH ⁶ the Judgements ⁷ truth ⁸ containe , just ⁹ are they altogether10. 10 To be desired more than gold , than much fine gold they are : No honey-drops the combe can hold , for sweetnesse may compare . 11 Moreoever , is thy servant taught by their admonishing , Observing them , but as they ought , how much reward they bring . 12 His errours who so wisely heeds , to understand them all ? O cleanse mee from my close misdeeds , my secret faults let fall . 13 And let thy servants pride-swolne sinnes get no predominance : Thus innocence perfection wins , made cleane from much offence . 14 What I by word of mouth record , or meditate in mind : My Rocke and my Redeemer , Lord , with thee let favour find .

PSAL. 20. Exaudiat te Dominus . Ad Praestantem , Psalmus Davidis . THe day that troubles thee assaile , the Lord to thee replie : The Name of Jacobs God prevaile , to set thee up on hie . 2 Help from the Sanctuary send , thy strong up-holder stand : And out of Sion thee defend from thy distressors hand . 3 Remember all thine offerings past , thy sacrifices burne : His fire upon thy fatlings cast , and them to ashes turne . Selah . 4 He give to thee thy hearts desire , accomplish't at thy will : Thy counsell with his Spirit inspire , thy purpose all fulfill . 5 In thy salvation will we shout , triumphant Banner spread ; And of our God the Name set out , " Thy suits the Lord bestead . 6 Now will the Lord himselfe , I know , for his Annointed stand : Heare from his holy Heavens , let flow health from his strong right hand . 7 Some men their trust in Chariots frame , on Horses some , to set : But of the Lord our God the Name we never shall forget . 8 They fall'n are , with the earth laid even , we rais'd , stand upright all : Save , Lord , and heare us King of Heaven , what day on thee we call .

PSAL. 21. Domine , in virtute . Ad Praestantem . Psalmus Davidis . LOrd , of thy strength with cheerfull voice , the King shall gladly tell ; And in thy saving health rejoyce , with joy that shall excell . 2 The fulnesse of his hearts desire , to him thou hast suppli'd ; And what his lips could but require , thy love hath not deni'd . Selah . 3 With blessings dost thou him prevent , thy goodnesse to unfold : And to empale his head , hast sent a Crowne of purest gold . 4 He ask't thee lifes , and thou didst give above , before his vow ; Beyond the length of daies , to live for ever , didst allow . 5 In thy salvations sure supply great is his glorie growne : High Honour , Soveraigne Majestie , hast thou upon him throw'n . 6 Of blessings ever-flowing streames to him thou didst impart ; And with thy countenances beames rejoyce his royall heart . 7 For to the Lord the King is nighest , by settled trust approv'd ; And through the mercie of the Highest , he shall not be remov'd . 8 For all thy foes , soever where , thy hand shall search about ; And them that hate against thee beare , thy right hand shall find out . 9 Make like a fierie oven their pow'r , what time thy face shall fume : Them shall the Lord in wrath devoure , the fire shall them consume . 10 The fruit of their untimely breed , from earth thou shalt destroy , That with the sonnes of men , their seed no memorie enjoy . 11 For mischiefe they against thee meant , with purpose to prevaile ; And evill was their slie intent , but they shall not but faile . 12 For thou shalt set them as a Butt , and backe with shame them send ; And on thy string thine arrowes put , against their faces bend . 13 Lord , in thy strength thy selfe up-raise , whose strength is all thine owne ; So shall our songs extoll thy praise , and make thy power be knowne .

PSAL. 22. Deus meus . Victori , super Cervam Aurorae . Psal. David . MY God , my God , my strength alone , " Why dost thou mee forsake ; And from my health so farre art gone , from these loud moanes I make ? 2 My God , by day to thee I call , by day thou answerest not ▪ By night no ceasing , silence all my groanings have forgot . 2 But thou continu'st Holy still , thy Holinesse doth dwell , Where praises on thy holy Hill are sung by Israel ▪ 4 On thee their hopes our Fathers cast , and thou hast made them good : In thee they trusted , and thou hast their safe-deliverer stood . 5 To thee they cri'd , and at their cry by thee delivered were : In thee they trusted stedfastly , and no reproach did beare . 6 But I , a wretched worme , forlorne , a name from men exempt : Of earthly men becom'n the scorne , the peoples base contempt . 7 All they that see mee thus bestead , in mock'rie on mee play : Shoot out the lip , and shake the head , and in derision say , 8 " He to the Lord did recommend his trust , to be redeem'd : Let him to him deliverance send , whom his delight esteem'd . 9 Forth from the wombe thou didst me draw , where cloistred I did rest ; Thou to my hopes becam'st a law upon my mothers brest . 10 I was commended to thy hands , cut from the navils hold : Thou art my God , since me in bands my mothers womb did sold. 11 O goe not therefore farre from hence , for troubles neere mee presse : And none there is in my defence to stand for my redresse . 12 Whole heards of bullockes , hoofe and head , are round about me set : Strong Bulls in Bashan , highly fed , to compasse mee are met . 13 Their throates tooth-weapon'd , two-leav'd doores , upon mee straine their jawes : Right so the Lion ramps and roares , on prey to seaze his pawes . 14 Like waters am I shed and sunk , my bones disparted all : My heart amidst my bowels shrunk , like molten waxe doth fall . 15 Dri'd like a pot-sheard is my strength , my tongue and jawes fast glew'd : And thou hast brought mee downe at length , where dust and death conclude . 16 A wicked crew of dogges compos'd , did round about mee meet : And Lion-like they me enclos'd , " They p●ere't my hands and feet . 17 My bones I tell how many are , sharp lookes at mee they shot . 18 My garments they among them share , and for my coat cast lot . 19 But doe not thou farre off at need thy selfe , O Lord , absent : To help me from their hands , with speed them , O my strength , prevent . 20 My soule , whom deadly foes withstand , let not the sword devoure : Redeem my dearling from the hand , whereof the Dogge hath power . 21 O from the Lions mouth , now , then , my humbled head set free : From hornes of Unicornes , as when thou heardst and answeredst mee . 22 So then my brethren all among thy Name will I declare ; Amidst the congregations throng , to sing , thy praise prepare . 23 O praise him , ye that feare the Lord , ye seed of Jacob tell His glorie ●all his feare record , ye seed of Israel . 24 For he hath not despis'd , nor loath'd the needy unsuppli'd : Nor with a veile his visage cloth'd , but heard him when he cri'd . 25 The great Assemblies solemne day , my praise shall sing of thee : My vowes to him that I will pay , shall they that feare him see . 26 The meeke shall eate , and be suffic'd , praise they to him shall give That seeke the Lord ; thus exercis'd , your heart shall ever live . 27 All coasts on earth their hearts call home , and to the Lord restore ; ●nd all the Nations kindreds come his presence to adore . 28 For in the Lord , the soveraigne power of Royaltie remaines : ●nd he the Lord and Governour among the Nations raignes . 29 The fat on earth shall eate and bend , before the food of grace : ●nd all that downe to dust descend , shall bowe before his face . The Potentate , the poore that eate , shall life by eating have ; With him , whose soules unquickned heat is yeelding to the grave . 30 A seed of theirs there shall succeed , his service to embrace : Which to the Lord shall be decreed , and reckoned for a race . 31 When they shall come , his righteousnesse then shall their tongues declare , To people after-borne expresse , that these his doings are .

PSAL. 23. Dominus regit . Psalmus D●vidis . MY Shepheard is the Lord , whose care provides mee fold and food : Whose goodnesse plenteous , and to spare , supplies my want of good . 2 In pastures green he makes mee lye , and softly lodge my side : He leads mee forth , where pleasantly the streames of stillnesse glide . 3 He doth returne my soule againe , and for his owne Names sake , Conducts mee through the beaten plaine , that Justice treads to make . 4 Walk't I the shady Vale of death , none evill would I feare : Thy rod , thy staffe , relieve my breath , for thou art with mee there . 5 My table spread dost thou appoint in presence of my foes : My head with oile thou dost annoint , my chalice over-flowes . 6 With goodnesse sure shall mercie give an eye to all my waies ; And in the Lords house shall I live , beyond the length of daies .

PSAL. 24. Domini est terra . Psalmus Davidis . THe earth , with all those mynes unfound , within her wombe that swell , Is all the Lords ! the Worlds great round , and they that therein dwell . 2 He founded it upon the seas , and shor'd them under ground : Establish't fast the solid Leas , the liquid flouds to bound . 3 The Hill of JAH who shall ascend , so high to set his feet ? Who in his holy place attend , for such a service meet ? 4 He that cleane palmes , pure heart hath borne , his soule to vanitie ●th not up-lifted , hath not sworne an oath deceitfully . 5 He from the Lord on him bestow'd a blessing shall receive ; ●nd justice shall the mighty God of his salvation give . 6 Of them that seeke him , this the race , this Jacobs Israel : ●f them that strive to seeke thy face , this Jacobs Peniel . Selah . 7 Lift up your heads , ye doores be rais'd , eternall gates gives way , That enter , highly to be prais'd , the King of Glorie may . 8 Who is the King of Glorie ? this , whose praises spread so farre ? The strong and mighty Lord it is , the mighty Lord of warre . 9 Lift up your heads , ye doores be rais'd , eternall gates give way , That enter , highly to be prais'd , the King of Glorie may . 10 Who is the King of Glorie ? this , of whom our praises sing ? The Mighty Lord of hosts it is , of GLORIE he is King . Selah .

PSAL. 25. Ad te , Domin● . Davidis Acrostichon . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 AS , Lord , to thee I lift my soule , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Because I trust in thee , My God : Let not confusion foule , nor foes insult on mee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Give not their hopes , that thee attend , to take a shamefull staine : Let shame confound them that offend , and have no cause to faigne . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Direct mee , Lord , thy waies to know , thy pathes to mee make plaine : Within thy bounds my steps bestow , and teach mee to containe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 How in thy truth to tread impart , and make mee learne the way : For of my health the God thou art , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 whom I attend all day . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Zeale of thy kind compassions mind , remember , Lord , that care : Thy tender mercies ma●e mee find , for they for ever are . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Hold , on my youthfull faults forepast , remember not to take ; Of mercie mind how much thou hast , Lord , for thy goodnesse sake . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 The Lord is good and righteous ey'd , transgressors to instruct : The sinners therefore will he guide , and in their way conduct . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 In judgement just to tread upright , the humble he will stay : And where they wander , wanting light , will learne the meeke his way . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 Continuall are the Lords pathes cast in Truths and Mercies mold ; To such as keep his Covenant fast , his Testimonies hold . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 11 Lord , to thy Names great power herein , let mee my pardon owe : And on the greatnesse of my sin thy greater mercie shew . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 12 Make known the man with mind entire , that feares the Lord : the way That he shall choose he will inspire , and learne him how to lay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 13 Now ( goodnesse gotten to his hand ) his soule in good shall dwell : His seed inherit shall the land , that to his fathers fell . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 14 Secret that from the Lord descends , doe they that feare him find : To such his Covenant he commends , and makes them know his mind . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 15 On Jah-the-Lord mine eies are set continually to looke : To bring my feet out of the net , whose hand hath undertooke . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 16 Prevent mee , and with gracious looke thy face on mee reflect : Whom solitary , poore , forsooke , ( discomforts all ) deject . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 17 The sorrowes of my heart enlarg'd , my less'ned heart oppresse : O set mee from these toiles discharg'd , and free mee from distresse . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 18 Remorse on mine afflictions cast , regard how much I grieve : Make even for all my faults fore-past , and all my sinnes forgive . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 19 Regard my foes insatiate , what multitudes they lead , That beare a heart-infected hate against my harmlesse head . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 20 Sustaine my helplesse soule alive , and safe deliver mee ; But let not shame my fall contrive , because I trust in thee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 21 True perfectnesse and right let dwell with mee , that wait on thee : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 22 Preserve , O God , thine Israel from all his troubles free .

PSAL. 26. Iudica me , Domine . Davidis . JUdge mee , O Lord , I walke the way that perfectnesse doth guide : My trust upon the Lord I lay , and therefore shall not slide . 2 Examine , Lord , what I have been , sound what I ever did : Search out my reines , what there uncleane ; my heart , what there lies hid . 3 Thy mercie is before mine eyes , thy truth my walkes repeat : 4 I sit not downe with men of lyes , nor enter with deceit . 5 The evill doers I eschew , their Synagogue I hate : Nor have I with the wicked crew in their Assembly sate . 6 My hands , Lord , wash't in innocence , thine Altar compast round : 7 With thankfull voice will I commence , thy wonders all to sound . 8 The habitation of thy House have I , O Lord , lov'd well : The place where thou art glorious , the house where I would dwell . 9 O gather not my soule , to rest where sinners soules abide : And on my life lay no inquest , where men of blouds are tri'd . 10 Whose hands accomplish wicked drifts , which mischiefes head contrives ; And their right hand is full of gifts , whose bargaine Brib'rie drives . 11 Of this perfection I have got , however thou esteem ; Yet my perfection urge I not , in mercie mee redeeme . 12 My foot upon so firme a ground stands stedfast and upright ; That I , O Lord , thy praise will sound in great Assemblies sight .

PSAL. 27. Dominus , illuminario . Davidis . THe Lord my Saviour is my light , of whom am I affraid ? The Lord is of my life the might , by whom to be dismaid ? 2 When wicked men with malice arm'd , my foes in furie fell , To eate my flesh , against mee swarm'd , they stumbled , and they fell . 3 Encamp't against mee , not an host should make my heart affraid ; Should warlike troupes fill every coast , in this my trust is stai'd . 4 For one suit to the Lord I sue , his house for life to hold : Those beauties of the Lord to view ▪ his Palace to behold . 5 For his Pavillion will he spread , in troublous time to hide ; And on a rocke advance my head , in secret by his side . 6 Above my foes now round about , my head shall be up-rais'd : And JAH , with joy his tents throughout , in hosts and hymnes be prais'd . 7 Unto my voice , O Lord , give eare , upon thee when I call : And my request in mercy heare , but answer mee withall . 8 When , " Seeke my face thou saidst to mee , with ecchoing touch of grace , My heart advertis'd , answer'd thee , " Lord , I will seeke thy face . 9 Thy face from mee then doe not hide , thy seeker to defeat ; Nor from thy servant turne aside , in thy displeasures heat . My succour ( not to be forgot ) thou hast been heretofore : God of my health , now leave mee not , forsake mee now no more . 10 Should mee my fathers wiser care , my mothers love forsake : Though she that bare mee , mee forbare , the Lord would mee up take . 11 Teach mee , O Lord , thy way to tread , where thy safe conduct lies ; And in the path of Rightnesse lead , from my observers eies . 12 Give mee not to my foes desire , for falshoods evidence ; With him against mee doth conspire , that breath 's out violence . 13 As I beleev'd , so faith to mee did firme assurance give , The goodnesse of the Lord to see , within their land that live . 14 Attend the Lord with courage bold , be strong , and stay the end : Confirme thy heart to hold thy hold , upon the Lord attend .

PSAL. 28. Ad te Domine . Davidis . ON thee , O Lord my Rocke , I call , deafe-ceasing cease to be ; Lest downe the pit , like them that fall , thy silence silence me . 2 The voice of my petitions heare , when for thy grace I cry : When to thy holy Adyte neere , I lift my hands on hie . 3 Draw mee not with the wicked sort , that worke with sinfull art , That to their neighbours peace report , but malice presse in heart . 4 Pay them what they to passe have brought , the evill they devis'd : And by the workes their hands have wrought , be their reward assiz'd . 5 Because what deeds the Lord hath done , his hand they will not heed : Downe shall he breake them every one , and build up no such breed . 6 Blest be the Lord , to whom I strain'd the voice of mine un-rest : Whose gracious eare hath entertain'd , and heard my whole request . 7 The Lord my strength is , and my shield , my hearts , my hopes successe : Joy to my heart , whose help doth yeeld , him shall my song confesse . 8 The Lord with strength doth still support the flocke that he enfolds ; And of salvations is the Fort , that his Annointed holds . 9 O save the people of thy flocke , blesse thine inheritance ; Feed them , and on thy favours rocke for ever them advance .

PSAL. 29. Afferte Domino . Psalmus Davidis . GIve to the Lord , ye men of Might , ye sonnes of Mighty race , Give glorie to the Lord , his right ; all strength to his give place . 2 Give to the Lord his Names renowne before his holy Seat : Your selves unto the Lord bowe downe , his beauteous honour greet . 3 The voice that forth on waters breakes , it is the Lord that-bounds : The glorious God in thunder speakes , the Lord on seas re-sounds . 4 The Lord sends forth a mighty noise , when power his power withstands : The Lord gives out a soveraigne voice , when Majestie commands . 5 When lofty Cedars broken lie , his voice the Lord extends : Of Lebanon the Cedars high the Lord in sunder rends . 6 He makes them like a Heifer trip , proud of his velvet hornes ; So Lebanon , so Shirion skip , so skip young Unicornes . 7 The Lords voice shoots out flames of fire , JAH'S voice the Desert shakes : 8 To tremble , if the Lord transpire , the Desert Cadesh makes . 9 JAH'S voice makes Hinds bring forth their young , the Forrest-brood makes bare : And in his Temple every tongue his glorie can declare . 10 The Lord sate Soveraigne , at the floud the Lord for ever raignes ; For sinners judgement , for the good his Mercy-seat ordaines . 11 Strength to his people , their strong Rocke , the Mighty Lord will give : The blessing he will give his flocke , shall be in peace to live .

PSAL. 30. Exaltabo te , Domine . Psalmus Cantici : Dedicationis domus David . I Will extoll thee , Lord Most-Hie , so high-extoll'd by thee : That hast not left an enemie to triumph over mee . 2 Thee , Lord my God , my cry besought , thou heald'st mee instantly : 3 My soule from Hell thou Lord hast brought , reviv'd mee from-to-die . 4 O ye his Saints , the praises sing , that to the Lord belong : Before his holy presence bring a thanks-remembring song . 5 For but the twinkling of an eie his angers moment lasts : But life on fraile mortalitie his gracious favour casts . An evening weeping may out-weare , and teares with midnight mourne : But mirth at morning will appeare , and joy with light returne . 6 In my prosperitie I said , mov'd shall I never be . 7 My mountaine , Lord , so strongly laid , thy favour rais'd to me . Thy face from me yet didst thou hide , and I was troubled soone : 8 Then Lord to thee for grace I cri'd , to thee , Lord , made my moane . 9 What profit in my bloud can be , when I descend the pit ? Shall dust to tender thankes to thee , or tell thy truth be fit ? 10 Heare , Lord , of thee what I request , and mercy on mee take : O doe not mee that am distrest , my helper , Lord , forsake . 11 To joyfull dancing hast thou turn'd my sorrowes dolefull sound : My sack-cloth loos'd , wherein I mourn'd , with gladnesse girt mee round . 12 That so may my uncessant tongue , ( my glory ) tune thy praise : Thankes , Lord , to thee my God be sung , to endlesse length of daies .

PSAL. 31. In te Domine speravi . Ad Praestantem . Psalmus David . MY confidence on thee I ground , sham'd let mee never be : As Justice doth in thee abound , O Lord , deliver me . 2 Bowe downe thine eare , I may be heard , with speed on mee reflect : My rocke of strength , my house of guard , in safety mee protect . 3 For thou my rocke and fortresse tri'd , whatever path I tread , Wilt for thy Name sake be my guide , and all my footing lead . 4 To bring mee forth out of the net , for mee in secret laid , Thy force against their falshood set ; thy strength is all my aide . 5 From death and deaths eternall bands , by thee redeem'd , my spirit , Doe I againe into thy hands , Lord God of truth , commit . 6 I hate them that observers are of lying vanities : My confidences settled care upon the Lord relies . 7 I will with glad and joyfull spleen thy mercies praise expresse : For my affliction hast thou seen , and knowne my soules distresse . 8 Nor hast thou shut me in the hand of my malignant foe ; But for my feet made place to stand , and roome at large to goe . 9 On mee since yet distresse is drawne , let Lord thy mercie shine : Mine eye , my soule , my belly gnaw'n , with ind●gnation pine . 10 My life with woe is worne to nought , my yeeres in sighing spent : My strength , my sinnes have over-wrought , my bones are gnaw'n and rent . 11 Reproach of all my foes I beare , my neighbours vehemently , And my familiars , strook with feare , my sight that meet mee flie . 12 My selfe a dead man out of mind , and in mens hearts forgot , As vile and use-lesse held I find , as is a broken pot . 13 For I have heard the multitude with slanders mee dismay ; Against mee counsell , and conclude to take my soule away . 14 But , Lord , thou art my God , I said my trust relies on thee : 15 My times that in thy hand are laid , from hostile hand set free . 16 And on thy light-lesse servant make thy faces light to shine : O save mee for thy mercie sake , from this distresse of mine . 17 Lord , let not shame have share in mee , for on thee doe I call : Confounded let the wicked be , to Hell , strook-silent fall . 18 Of lying lips the lavish foords let forth no further breake , Which hard disdainfull spitefull words against the Just man speake . 19 How plentifull thy bounties be , which thou hast laid in store , For them that feare and trust in thee , the sonnes of men before ! 20 Them in thy faces secret hide , from proud insulters wrongs ; In thy Pavillion laid aside secure from strife of tongues . 21 Blest be the Lord , that wondrously his mercie hath dispenc't ; And mee in safetie set to lye within a Citie fenc't . 22 Amaz'd , I said , before thine eies , cut off , and cast away ; The voice yet heardst thou of my cries , when I to thee did pray . 23 O love the Lord , all ye his Saints , for faithfull doers waies The Lord preserves from all attaints , the haughty home repaies . 24 Be strong , endure , and doe your parts , the Lord will in the end Establish your encourag'd hearts , whose hopes on him depend .

PSAL. 32. Beati quorum . Davidis Maschil . BLest is he , whose transgression hath free forgivenesse gain'd : And he , whose sinne that he hath done , a covering hath obtain'd . 2 Blest is the man , unto whose charge the Lord imputes no sin ; Whose spirit no hollow holds so large , to lodge deceit therein . 3 When now my tongue all speech forborne , in painfull silence lay : Through my loud roaring daily worne , my bones with age decay . 4 For day and night with weight so great , thine hand upon mee lies , That like the drought in summers heat , my kindly moisture dries . Selah . 5 I did acknowledge unto thee the sinne that I had done : Of mine iniquitie in mee I have concealed none . 6 My sinne , I said , I will repeat , and to the Lord confesse : And of my crime thy mercy great , forgave the wickednesse . Selah . 7 Now therefore every Saint shall pray , while time to find is found : Sure , reach him none there is that may , when many waters sound . 8 From troubles heat my head to shade , thou art a secret place : With songs for my deliverance made , thou shalt about mee trace . Selah . 9 I will instruct , and teach thee so , thou shalt not walke awry : And in the way that thou shalt goe , give counsell with mine eye . 10 O doe not ye like Horse , like Mule , no understanding beare ; Whose mouth must bit and bridle rule , to thee for comming neere . 11 Much sorrow swells on every side , to plague the wicked race : But in the Lord whose hopes abide , him mercy shall embrace . 12 Joy in the Lord , ye Just rejoyce , shout out your glad delight , As well in gesture , as in voice , all ye of heart upright .

PSAL. 33. Exultate Iusti. YE Just , be joyfull in the Lord ; becomes the righteous praise : 2 Harp , Violl , Voice , and Decachord , to praise the Lord up raise . 3 A new set-song to him endite , loud notes to musickes height : 4 For of the Lord the Word is right , and all his worke in faith . 5 His love on Justice he bestowes , desire with Judgement dwells : Of mercie from the Lord that flowes the earth with fulnesse swells . 6 The Heav'ns by word the Lord did frame , and as his mouth did breathe , His spirit made all the host of them above Sunne , and beneath . 7 The sea he bounds within the shore , on heaps the waters keeps : As into treasuries of store he giveth up the deeps . 8 To feare the Lord , all Regions call , on earth , through every land : And in the world the dwellers all , in awe of him to stand ▪ 9 For as he spake , the word once past , the worke forthwith was done : As he commanded , it stood fast , his word and deed were one . 10 That Heathen counsell is destroi'd , the peoples plots cast out ; And all their purposes made void , the Lord can bring about . 11 The counsell by the Lord decreed shall stand for ever sure : The thoughts that from his heart proceed , to age and age endure . 12 O blessed Nation , whom the Lord to be their God doth blesse : Blest people , whom his owne accord hath chosen to possesse . 13 The Lord , all Adams sons to see , in Heaven his station plants : 14 All from his Mansion vieweth hee , the earths Inhabitants . 15 Their heart he fashion'd all alone , the cloisters of their thought ; Considers all what they have done , the workes that they have wrought . 16 Say , he command a copious Host , no King so saves his right : No Mighty man , whose might is most , delivered is by might . 17 A rest unsafe to save a man a Horse falls out to bee ; Nor he by strength , strive all he can , can set his Rider free . 18 Behold , the Lord his heedfull eye on them that feare him bends : Upon his mercies safe supply , whose settled hope attends . 19 When earth exacts her due of earth , to free their soule from death ; To keep alive in time of death , when famine faints for breath . 20 Our soule her hopes assured hold upon the Lord doth build : Of whose defence we may be bold , he is our help and shield . 21 Our heart in him shall gladnesse pure , and perfect joy conceive ; That in his holy Name secure our hopes assurance leave . 22 Thy mercies gifts , O Lord , downe send , on us so free to fall ; As we to thee our trust commend , to measure them withall .

PSAL. 34. Benedicam Domino . Davidis , cùm mutavit sensum suum ante Abimelech , & relegavit eum , & abiit . Acroflichon . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ALl times to blesse the Lord , will I occasions all prevent ; And make my mouth continually his praises instrument . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Be thou , O Lord , my soules sole choice , my glories soveraigne head : The meeke shall heare it and rejoyce , by my example led . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Greatly extoll the Lord with mee . such praise together frame , As with his greatnesse may agree , to magnifie his Name . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Desirous that the Lord should heare , I sought him , and he heard , And sent mee out of all my feare deliverance un-deferr'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Him to behold , to him they flow'd , his light did them inflame : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Upon their faces fell no cloud , no blush , the brand of shame . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Zealous , this poore man cri'd and crav'd so loud , for some redresse , That soon the Lord him heard and sav'd , from all his deep distresse . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Hovering about them , in pitch't field ▪ JAH'S Angel spreads his wings : To them that feare him , for a shield to them releasement brings . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Taste but how good the Lord , and see what blessings downe he sends : O blessed , blessed man is he , whose trust on him attends ! 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 In feare , ye Saints , that serve the Lord , to serve him set your mind : All plenty doth his feare afford , no want his fearers find . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 Courageous Lions hunger-pin'd , how poorly seeke they food ! But they that seeke the Lord shall find no want , shall want no good . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 11 Learne , sons , come listen unto mee , my doctrine with you beare : Your faithfull teacher will I be , how ye the Lord shall feare . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 12 Man , who art thou , that wouldst live long , and see good dayes the while ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 No evill-teller , keep thy tongue , thy lips from speaking guile . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 13 Shun evills out-side-falsers face , the in-side-foule eschew : Occasion to doe good embrace , seeke peace , her steps pursue . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 14 His eares as to the Just to heed , so bends the Lord his eies : His eyes observers of their need , his eares to heare their cries . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 15 Put against them that evill doe , firme sets the Lord his face , That out may their memoriall goe , cut off from earth their race . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 16 True sorrowes guests , the poore they cry , the Lord their crying heares : His aide to them doth he apply , and all their troubles cleeres . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 17 Care-broken hearts to them that have , the Lord is ever neere ; And he the contrite spirit will save , his care with comfort cheere . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 18 Redundant evills many fall , and on the Just encrease : Yet soon delivered from them all , the Lord will him release . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 19 Summ'd up , he safeguards every bone , their number and their state , That broken of them goes not one to deaths returnlesse gate . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 20 The passage home shall mischiefe thrust , the wicked man to slay : Just hand on them that hate the Just , a guilty death shall lay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 21 His servants soule the Lord redeemes , so deare to him esteem'd ▪ And none , whose trust of him esteemes , as guilty shall be deem'd .

PSAL. 35. Iudica , Domine . Davidis . MY right , O Lord , against them plead , that plead against my right : My powers to fight against them lead , whose powers against mee fight . 2 Upon thy dart-despising shield and buckler lay thy hand : In my defence to fight the field , and up to help mee stand . 3 Charge lance and sword , and stop the way where any mee pursu'th : Soule , I am thy salvation , say , say to my soule for truth . 4 Confusion let them never lacke , that seeke my soules surprize : Their branded faces shame send backe , my evill that devise . 5 Driven as the chaffe before the wind , let breath their burthen beare : The Angel of the Lord behind , them scatt'ring here and there . 6 Let darke and slipp'ry be their way , and let ( that they may fall ) The Angel of the Lord dismay , and persecute them all . 7 For closely they their net have rigg'd , corruptly to entoile ; And causlesly a pit have digg'd , to make my soule their spoile . 8 Let desolation unawares , and head-long him forestall ; And caught in his owne secret snares , selfe-mischiefe make him fall . 9 And let my soule her solace sing , that in the Lord I find : What joy doth his salvation bring , what musicke to my mind ? 10 Which were my tongue enforc't to stay , and silent-strooke in mee : My bones would all breake forth , and say , Lord , who is like to thee , That bringst deliverance to the poore , from hand for him too strong : The poore-afflicted from the doore , where rapine dwells and wrong ? 11 False-witnesse did against mee rise , avouching termes untrue ; And they to charge mee did devise , with what I never knew . 12 My good with evill they repaid , and for my recompence , My barren soule by them fore-laid , berest of all defence . 13 But as for mee , when sicke they were , in sack-cloth weed I mourn'd : My humbled soule did food forbeare , my bosom'd-praier return'd . 14 I walk't , as if I had been one had lost a friend or brother ; I bow'd downe sadly , as a sonne , that sorroweth for his mother . 15 But in my halting , glad together , the abject-scourges got : In spite or scorne , I knew not whether , to rend mee , resting not . 16 With flatterers , flouting Parasites at riotous Revells met , To feast their feasters with delight , their teeth against mee whet . 17 This , Lord , how long wilt thou behold ? my soule from tumult free : My dearling from the Lions hold , let safely rescu'd be . 18 So in the great Assembly thankes to thee will I present : And through a mighty peoples rankes , will make thy praise be sent . 19 O make not my false-hearted foes triumphers over mee : With causlesse hate , their eyes which close , and sleering will not see . 20 For why ? they speake not peace as friends , but beare us faire in hand , To crosse with their deceitfull ends the quiet of the land . 21 Their mouth on mee they opened wide , and full of scorne and ire : Aha , Aha , Our eye hath spi'd , ( said they ) our hearts desire . 22 Thou , Lord , hast seen all this excesse , then hold not thou thy tongue : From mee , O Lord , in this distresse depart not farre , nor long . 23 Arise , and make no longer pause , to judge my right awake : My God , my Lord , to plead my cause , of mine thine owne it make . 24 As Justice is thy touch , to trie , judge , Lord my God , of mee : And let not their unrighteous eie , my fall , their triumph see . 25 Let them not say within their heart , Ha , this our soule would have : Let them not say , We for our part have made our throat his grave . 26 Abash't confusion cloud their face , that at my hurt rejoyce : Shame be their shrowd , to my disgrace that magnifie their voice . 27 But joyfull shouting raise their spirit , and give their gladnesse way : That in my Justice take delight , this alway let them say , 28 " Thy servant prospers more , the more " his proud oppressors cease : " The Lord be magnifi'd therefore , " that loves his servants peace . 29 And so thy Justice shall fulfill the musicke of my tongue : Upon thy praise shall be my skill to descant all day long .

PSAL. 36. Dixit Insipiens . Ad Praestantem , servi Domini David . TRansgression of the wicked cries ( within my heart I heare ) Assuredly before his eies of God there is no feare . 2 For flatt'rie is the glozing dresse , wherewith his eyes he blinds , Untill his hatefull wickednesse an end as hatefull finds . 3 Of wicked words , and slie deceit , his mouth powr's out a flood : His heart for wisedome is no sear , his deeds dis-us'd to good . 4 In bed his mischiefe he begets , and throw's in thought-full brest : Himselfe in no good way he sets , nor evill doth detest . 5 Thy mercy , Lord , to Heaven extends , the Heav'ns are not so hie : Thy faithfulnesse the clouds transcends , transcends the highest skie . 6 Thy Justice , as Gods Mountaines steep , list up a losty crest : Thy Judgements are a mighty deep , thou , Lord , sav'st man and beast . 7 How good , O God , how precious things thy mercie doth enclose : When under shadow of thy wings mens sonnes their trust repose ! 8 The fatnesse of thy house , their fill on them thou shalt bestow ; And of the streames to drinke at will , from whence thy pleasures flow . 9 For why ? of life from thee that streames , the fountaine is with thee : We in thy lights resplendent beames , enlightned light shall see . 10 To them that know thee , through this light thy tender love extend ; To them that are in heart upright , thy Justice recommend . 11 Let not the lofty foot of pride invade mee from on hie : Let not the wicked arme provide a hand to make mee flie . 12 There are they fall'n , that wickednesse with travell exercise : Downe are they cast without redresse , or able meanes to rise .

PSAL. 37. Noli aemulari . Davidis , Acrostichon . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 AT evill doers evill deeds repine not , though they thrive : Envie them not , when well succeeds what wicked heads contrive . 2 For as the grasse to ripenesse grow'n , downe shall they soon be cut ; And withered like the green herb mow'n , whereto the sithe is put . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Build on the Lord thy trust ; doe good , and dwelling in this mind , Dwell in the land , where store of food thy faith shall surely find . 4 Upon the Lord set thy delight , thy vowes let him inspire ; And he thy service shall requite above thy hearts desire . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Goe to the Lord to lead thy way , thy trust to him commit : And he thy steps shall ( walking ) stay , and make thy hopes to hit . 6 Thy Justice cleere as is the light , his furnace shall refine : The day at noon shines not so bright , as shall thy Justice shine . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Dumb-silent on the Lord attend , undaunted at his way , That prospers , when malignant end his slie devices lay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Hold off from anger , wrath asswage , fret not thy selfe a whit ; Lest like transgressors , in thy rage like evill thou commit . 9 For evill doers best successe themselves cut off shall end : The earth shall they and theirs possesse , that on the Lord attend . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 Well , yet a little while expect , the wicked shall not be : Thine eye upon his place reflect , they are not His , nor He. 11 They shall possesse the earths encrease , that are of humble sp'rit : And in the multitude of peace , shall set their whole delight . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 12 Zealously bent against the Just , the wicked grinds his teeth : 13 The Lord shall laugh to scorne his trust , whose day at hand he seeth . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 14 Hand on the sword un-sheath'd , and bow fore-bent , the wicked lay : The poore afflicted downe to throw , the upright-wai'd to slay . 15 Their sword on them his point shall trie , and through their heart shall pierce : The bowes they bent shall broken lie , wherewith they were so fierce . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 16 The little that the Just possesse availes to better steed , Than wicked riches , never lesse , than when they most exceed . 17 For broken shall be found the armes , where to the wicked trust : But with his powerfull arme , from harmes , the Lord upholds the Just. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 18 Instructed in the Perfect's waies , the Lord hath his fore-cast : An heritage before them laies , that shall for ever last . 19 In them shall shame inure no staine , when evill times grow rough : And in the daies that dearth doth raigne , then shall they have enough . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 20 Consum'd yet wicked men in haste , JAH'S foes shall soon decay ; As fat of lambes , as smoake doth waste , shall they consume away . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 21 Large sums the wicked borrowing , shifts , and nothing payes againe : The Just is bountifull in gifts , of mercy makes his gaine . 22 In him shall they that blessed are possesse the earths increase : But they that in his curse have share , cut off ( and soon ) shall cease . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 23 Mans steps , where-ever-so he treads , the Lord upholder staies : His way to him delightfull leads , and to his liking layes . 24 He through his frailty though he fall , away shall not be cast : For to uphold his hand withall , a hand , O Lord , thou hast . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 25 Now I that have been young , am old , the Just man and his seed , Yet never did mine eye behold forsooke , nor seeking bread . 26 All day , he mercy shewes and lends , not less'ning so his heap : His seed that from his loines descends , the more in blessing reap . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 27 Shun evills evill neighbourhood , no dwelling neere that doore : Depart from evill , and doe good , and dwell for evermore . 28 The Lord loves Judgement , and will not forsake his Saints at need : Preserv'd for ever is their lot , cut off the wicked seed . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 29 The soile the Just inherit shall for their possession : The termlesse terme perpetuall , that they shall dwell thereon . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 30 Plenty that in the Just abounds , from forth his floud-gates breakes : His mouth the deeps of wisedome sounds , his tongue of Judgement speakes . 31 Goe where he will , stay or depart , he hath a perfect guide : His great Gods Law is in his heart , his footing shall not slide . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 32 To stall the Just man in his way , the wicked sets his watch : And takes occasion him to slay , advantage if he catch . 33 And though he fall into his hand , the Lord there leaves him not : Accus'd in judgement though he stand , the sentence is forgot . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 34 Cleave to the Lord , and keep his way , and he shall hold up thee , To hold the land : whence cut away the wicked thou shalt see . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 35 Ruffling the wicked have I seen , in highest pride of all : Wide-spreading , like a Laurell green , and like a Cedar , tall . 36 He past away , and loe was gone this Lord of so much ground ; I sought him , but of such a one , no footstep could be found . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 37 See and observe the Perfects close , the righteous man attend , What ever pressure him oppose , peace is his after-end . 38 Together , where transgressors all shall be destroi'd in haste : Of wicked men , their endlesse fall shall cut them off at last . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 39 To all the righteous , from the Lord doth their salvation flow : Whose strength to them doth strength afford , when trouble strikes them low . By them the Lord their helper stands , deliverer of the Just ; Deliverer-safe from wicked hands , because in him they trust .

PSAL. 38. Domine , ne in furore . Psalmus Davidis ad commemorandum . MY faults , let no reproofe of thine , Lord , in thy wrath repeat : Nor chastise any crime of mine in thy displeasures heat . 2 A show'r of arrowes shot from thee , come storming on my crowne : And some of them sticke fast in mee , thy hand doth presse mee downe . 3 My flesh is all un-sound within , in thy displeasure lest : My bones , by reason of my sin , are of their peace berest . 4 My wickednesses heaped store , above my head is gone : The burthen of them is too sore , for mee to beare alone . 5 My festred stripes a loathsome sent , my foolishnesse bewray : 6 So crooked I , so bow'd , so bent , goe mourning all the day . 7 My flankes inflam'd with scorching smarts , that in my boiles abound : My flesh , that hath so many parts , not any part hath sound . 8 I feeble am , and broken sore , in mine unquiet fits : For griefe of heart I groan and roare , my paine so neere mee sits . 9 Before thee , Lord , my whole desire , my sighes not hid from thee : 10 My heart doth pant , my strength expire , mine eye-sight not with mee . 11 Alooffe my loving neighbours stood , before my stroake at hand : My friends , the neerest of my bloud , strove who should furthest stand . 12 And they that seeke my soule , set snares , that evill search and say : To circumvent mee unawares , went musing all the day . 13 I like a deafe man am become , that heares no sound at all : As from whose mouth ( a man strook dumbe ) not any word doth fall . 14 As one not hearing , held I fast mine eares , mine answers hold ; As one un-meeke , reproofes to cast , whose mouth was not the mold . 15 Because , O Lord , I wait for thee , for thee my hopes awake : Thou , Lord my God , shalt answer mee , and answer for mee make . 16 Heare mee in this distresse ( said I ) lest they rejoyce at mee : And when my foot but steps awry , they magnifie to see . 17 And ready sure I am to halt , so hard thy hand doth straine : Continually with fresh assault , before mee is my paine . 18 My crimes I freely will confesse , and openly declare : Be sorry for my sinnes excesse , with un dissembled care . 19 Yet live my mighty foe● the while , their power with mine compare : And they that doubled hate with guile , how multipli'd they are ! 20 And they that evill pay for good , for gaine returne mee losse : Against mee that for goodnesse stood , ungraciously stand crosse . 21 Me doe not thou , O Lord , forsake , nor farre from mee be gone : 22 My God , more haste to help mee make , Lord , my salvation .

PSAL. 39. Dixi custodiam . Ad Praestantem , ad Ieduthun , Psalmus David . WHat waies my wary foot shall presse , I will ( said I ) take heed : And with my tongue lest I transgresse , advisedly proceed . My mouth from speaking word amisse , as with a bridle curbe , Before mee while the wicked is , lest some distaste disturbe . 2 With stilnesse dumb I nothing spake , from termes I did refraine , Even good , untill my heart did ake , and troubled , was my paine . 3 My heart was hot in my desire , which silence smoth'red long : While thus I mus'd , out burst the fire , then spake I with my tongue . 4 Lord , make mee know my journies end , the measure of my daies : That I may learne what is to spend , how ceasing soon my waies . 5 Loe , t●ou hast given my daies a span , my world as nothing plaine : Before thee every settled man is ( doubtlesse ) wholly vaine . Selah . 6 Sure , shadow-like , man makes a shew , in vaine they vexe their mind : He heaps up goods , and doth not know what gatherer them shall find . 7 And now , Lord , what doe I expect ? on whom doe I attend ? On thee doe all my hopes reflect , in thee begin and end . 8 From all my foes deliver mee , that on my shame encroach ; And make mee not for faults to thee , to be the fooles reproach . 9 As one strook dumbe , depriv'd of sense , complaint my mouth made none ; Nor opened once that two-leav'd fence , for thou didst what was done . 10 Thy plague away from mee revoke , more than I can withstand : That am consumed by the stroke of thy resistlesse hand . 11 When man for sinne thy chastning wroth , with stripes calls home againe : Thou melt'st his beauty like a Moth ; sure , earthly man is vaine . Selah . 12 Heare , Lord , my praier , and with thine eares , consider of my cries : Hold not thy peace , my speaking teares , hot-showring from mine eies . For I a stranger am with thee , nor seat have certaine here : A sojourner thou harbour'st mee , as all my fathers were . 13 O spare mee with a little breath , my strength to mee restore : Before I goe from hence to death , and then I be no more .

PSAL. 40. Expectans expectavi . Ad Praestantem , Davidis Psalmus . AS waiting for the Lord I stai'd , I waited patiently ; And he to mee with present aide inclining , heard my cry . 2 He brought mee from the groaning pit , out of the my'rie clay : Upon a rocke my feet did fit , and ord'red all my way . 3 He gave into my mouth a song , that newly was compil'd : A Psalme to praise that did belong , and to our God was stil'd . This sight shall many eies behold , and feare what he hath done : Their hopes shall on the Lord lay hold , by my example wonne . 4 Blest is the man , whose hopes reflect upon the Lord his eies : That to the proud gives no respect , nor such as turne to lies . 5 O Lord my God , thy wonders wrought , thy thoughts , no thought of man : As thou to us , to thee hath brought , nor bring in order , can . 6 When I to speake of them addresse , and would their summe declare ; Names greater than I can expresse , past number summes they are . 7 No sacrifice didst thou desire , yet opened hast mine eares : Nor offring-burnt for sinne require , which bloud-stain'd Altar beares . 8 My selfe I come , then ( said I ) loe , the booke-roll to attest : Thy will , my God , I joy to doe , thy Law is in my brest . 9 I to the great Assembly told , the Justice that thou shew'st : Nor shall my lips refraine , behold , and that , O Lord , thou know'st . 10 Thy Justice did I not obscure , hid in my heart to dwell : Thy faithfulnesse did I assure , and thy salvation tell . Thy loving kindnesse have I not , nor yet thy truth conceal'd : Nor in the great concourse forgot , to make them both reveal'd . 11 With-hold not , thou , O Lord , from me thy tender bowells store : Thy mercy , and thy truth let be my safeguards evermore . 12 For evills moe than may be told have round-environ'd mee : My sinnes on mee have caught such hold , I have no power to see . The haires upon my head that grow , in number they exceed : My heart with trouble stricken low , forsakes mee at my need . 13 Lord , let it be thy pleasure now , to safe deliver me : O Lord , to help me hasten thou , as able , ready be . 14 Shames loading let them never lacke , that would my soule destroy : Abash't confusion drive them backe , that at my evill joy . 15 Let desolation be their pay , the pension of their shame , Aha , Aha , to mee that say , and make my griefe their game . 16 Let those that seeke thee all , alway with joy in thee abide : Let thy salvations lovers say , " The Lord be magnifi'd . 17 On mee that poore and needy stand , yet thinkes the Lord my stay : My help with thy redeeming hand , my God , make no delay .

PSAL. 41. Beat us vir , qui intelligit . Ad Praestantem , Psalmus David . BLest is the man , that wisely weigh the poore-afflicted can : Deliverance in the evill day , the Lord will send that man . 2 Him shall the Lord preserve alive , and keep on earth to blesse : Him to his foes thou shalt not give , their soule shall not possesse . 3 The Lord upholds his feeble head upon his couch of paine : Turnes in his sicknesse all his bed , returnes his health againe . 4 I said in depth of my distresse , Be gracious , Lord , to mee : O heale my soule , whose sinfulnesse hath sore offended thee . 5 On mee mine enemies exclaime , and evill of mee say : When shall he die ? when shall his nam● with him be cast away ? 6 And if to visit mee he come , his heart vaine falshood speakes : Iniquitie , his errands summe , at his returne forth breakes . 7 All they that hate mee , on a knot , against mee whisp'ring swarme : Against mee they this evill plot , devis'd to doe mee harme . 8 " An evill doome on him is past , " which he deserv'd before : And now ( say they ) that he lies fast , let him rise up no more . 9 Yea , in my peace the man so great , to speciall trust receiv'd : Which of my bread did also eate , his heele against mee heav'd . 10 Be gracious , Lord , to mee therefore , and raise mee up againe ; And I to them shall then restore , like payment for their paine . 11 By this I know thou favour'st mee , that though my foes assaile : Triumphers yet they shall not be , against mee , nor prevaile . 12 But mee , in mine integritie thy hand doth still uphold : And set mee , where eternally thy face I may behold . 13 The Lord , the God of Israel , be blest for ever then : Let age to age eternall tell his praise : Amen , Amen .

Finis Libri primi .

LIB. II.

PSAL. 42. Quemadmodum desiderat . Ad Praestantem , erudiens , filiis Coreh . LIke as the braying Hind embost , desires the water brookes ; So after thee , my soule neere lost , O God , sends longing lookes . 2 To God , the living God , for whom my soule so thirsteth sore : O when shall my appearance come , the face of God before ? 3 My teares to mee have been the food , that day and night I eat : While daily they in scornfull mood , Where is thy God ? repeat . 4 Remembrance of the time fore-spent , my soule upon mee poures ; When to the House of God I went , at our accustom'd houres . We in the voice of joy and thankes , together held our way : A multitude of order'd rankes , that holy kept the day . 5 Why does my daunted soule give place , and droop in my distresse ? Wait thou on God , healths of my face , whom ye● I will confesse . 6 My soule ( my God ) within mee sinkes , and here in deserts still , On Jordan land , on Chermon thinks , on little Mitsghar hill . 7 Deep calls on deep , with thundring voice thy water-Canons sound : Thy billowes all with horrid noise , thy waves above mee bound . 8 His mercy will the Lord by day command , his song by night , With mee a praier to God to pray , my lives eternall light . 9 I unto God my Rocke will say , Why dost thou mee forget ? Why walke I mourning on my way , opprest , and foe-beset ? 10 A murth'ring through my bones doth gride , to my reproach all day : Where is thy God ? in scornfull pride , when my distressors say . 11 Why does my daunted soule give place , and droop in my distresse ? Trust God , my God , healths of my face , whom yet I will confesse .

PSAL. 43. Iudica me , Deus . JUdge mee , O God , my pleading plead , against a perverse land : Assert mee from the wily head , and from the wrongers hand . 2 For of my strength the God thou art , why trun'st thou mee to goe , Opprest in habit as in heart , to mourne before the foe ? 3 Send forth thy light and truth to fill my darke distrustfull brest , To guide mee to thy holy Hill , thy Tabernacles rest . 4 Then to Gods Altar will I goe , to God , my joyes excesse : And thee with Harp and Hymnes thereto , O God , my God , confesse . 5 Why does my daunted soule give place , and droop in my distresse ? Trust God , my God , healths of my face , whom yet I will confesse .

PSAL. 44. Deus auribus . Ad Praestantem , filiis Coreh animadversio . O God , we heard it with our eares , our fathers have us told , What deeds thou didst in former yeeres , what in their daies of old . 2 The Heathens how thy hand out-cast , our fathers seed to sowe : The people how thou didst lay waste , and made our parents grow . 3 For not by their owne swords keen edge , did they possesse the soile ; Nor their owne arme can they alledge , did for their safety toile . But thy right hand , thine armes defence , thy countenances light ; Thy favour gave them eminence , in them thou took'st delight . 4 My King , O God , on Jacobs head , thy saving healths command : 5 To hundge our foes , them downe to tread , thy Name for us shall stand . 6 For neither bow nor sword I have , whereon my trust to ground : 7 But thou art he from foes didst save , our haters didst confound . 8 Of God all day the praise we spread , and ever sing thy Name . Selah . 9 Of ours no host yet dost thou lead , but shunn'st , and leav'st us shame . 10 Thou mak'st us turne our backes in fight , and to our foes give way : That they that hate us hold but right , to make our goods their prey . 11 Thou sortest us on termes un-even , like sheep to serve for meat : Hast scatt'red us among the Heathen , as chaffe of winnow'd wheat . 12 Thy people hast thou sold for nought : Sold ! rather hast forsooke : For they that sold , of them that bought , no prices for them tooke . 13 Thou hast expos'd us to reproach of neighbours round about ; Too neere upon us that encroach , at us to scorne and flout . 14 Among the Heath'ns of our estate , a by-word didst thou make ; The people that our heads did hate , their heads at us did shake . 15 And every day before mine eies is my confusion set : Beneath the vaile that on mee lies , my face and shame are met . 16 The loud reproachers voice I heare , the proud blasphemer brooke : To see thy face ( my foe ) I feare , and for th' Avenger looke . 17 All this upon us have we felt , yet have not thee forgot ; Nor falsly with thy Covenant dealt , therein we fail'd thee not . 18 Our heart is backward turn'd to none , revolt is not our fault : Our steps out of thy pathes not gone , nor in thy pathes did halt . 19 In dens , where Dragons draw their breath , though thou hast crush't us neere ; And covered with the shade of death , our heads thou heldst so deare ; 20 If of our God at any time the Name we have forgot ; Or of a stranger god , the crime , our hands up-lifted , blot . 21 Where-ever selfe this sinne bestowes , shall God not search it out ? For he the very secrets knowes , in heart un-brought about . 22 For thy sake all day are we kill'd , whom else no crime could staine : On this account our bloud is spill'd , like sheep in shambles slaine . 23 Awake , why sleep'st thou all this space ? for ever leave us not : 24 Rise , Lord , why hidest thou thy face , our wants , our woes forgot ? 25 Our soule is humbled to the dust , our belly glew'd to ground : Rise , help , redeem us , of whose trust thy mercy is the bound .

PSAL. 45. Eructavit cor meum . Ad Praestantem , super Shoshannim , filiis Cor●h . Canticum Amorum . MIne heart is working out a piece of peerlesse skill : Mine argument the King , my tongue a speedy writers quill . 2 Than Adams sonnes more faire , grace from thy lips doth flow ; His blessings therefore God on thee for ever did bestow . 3 Gird on thy thigh thy sword , great Champion as thou art : 4 With glory arm'd , and high renowne , faire prosper thy desert . 5 Ride on , the word of Truth and Meeknesse reigne thy Steeds ; With Justice manag'd , thy right hand shall teach thee dreadfull deeds . 6 Whole Nations under thee , thine arrowes sharp shall bring : Shall of thy foes subdue the heads , and pierce the hearts , O King . 7 Thy Throne , O God , out-lasts the longest ages light : Thy Kingdomes Scepter , as the hand that holds the Scepter , right . 8 Just ( as thy hate ) thy love , with Justice loves to goe : Thy hate against injustice , just , holds wickednesse thy foe . Thee therefore God , thy God , so to himselfe endeers , As to annoint thee with the oile of joy above thy Peers . 9 In robes perfum'd with teares of Myrrhe and Aloë clad , With Cassia from the Ivory roofes , more than thy Makers glad . 10 Kings daughters in thy Traine , of thee their honour hold : Upon thy right hand sits the Queen . attir'd in Ophir gold . 11 O daughter , heare and see , hereto encline thine eare : Thy people , and thy fathers house forget that thine they were . 12 So covet shall the King thy beauty , his desire ; He is thy Lord , him serve , observe , adore with heart entire . 13 Tyres daughter with a gift shall there beseech thy face : The wealthy Sydons peopled shores with presents sue for grace . 14 The daughter of the King all-glorious is within ; Her robes of gold , her fairer face her fairest soules faire Inne . 15 So comes she to the King , in vesture needle-wrought . With Virgin-Ladies of her traine , to thee shall she be brought . 16 This Royall Troup along shall joy and gladnesse bring : And enter shall they in this pomp the Palace of the King . 17 Sonnes in thy fathers stead , of thee shall he beget : Sonnes whom thou maist in all the earth , for soveraigne Princes set . 18 Thy Name to age and age shall my remembrance sing : The people therefore on thy praise shall ever dwell , O King .

PSAL. 46. Deus noster , refugium . Ad Praestantem , siliis Choreh , super Gnalamoth . Canti●um . ON God our stay and strength we ground , that refuge else have none : Aboundantly in trouble found , when other helps are gone . 2 Though earth should change , we would not feare , although the mountaines steep ; Were rent , and hurri'd here and there , dis-bowell'd in the deep . 3 Should waves of waters roare and swell , or should the mountaines shake ; When seas against the rockes rebell , and billowes batt'rie make : Selah . 4 There is a river streaming by , makes glad Gods Citie walls : The holy Torrent , O most-Hie , that from thy Mansion falls . 5 Amidst her God this care hath tooke , remov'd she shall not be : Which , forth before the morning looke , will God her keeper see . 6 The Heath'ns enrag'd these tumults felt , mov'd Kingdomes made a noise : He thundred , and the earth did melt , when God gave forth his voice . 7 The Lord of Hosts is on our side , our hosts to fortifie : The God of Jacob shall abide for us a refuge hie . Selah . 8 O come but hither , and behold what workes the Lord hath wrought : What desolations late , and old , his hand on earth hath brought . 9 Unto the earths extremest ends , he maketh warre expire : The bow he breakes , the speare he rends , the chariots burnes with fire . 10 That I am God , surcease , and know , among the Heath'ns will I Exalted be , by high and low , and in the earth made hie . 11 The Lord of Hosts is on our side , our hosts to fortifie : The God of Jacob shall abide for us a refuge hie .

PSAL. 47. Omnes Gentes plaudite . Ad Praestantem , filiis Choreh , Psalmus . YE people all , the Quire to fill , come clap your hands on hie : With joyfull voice to God shout shrill triumphant melodie . 2 For dreadfull is the Lord most-High , through earth a mighty King : 3 That Tribes and Nations farre and nigh , beneath our feet did bring . 4 An heritage for us he chose , ( right ) not to be remov'd : The excellency to dispose of Jacob his belov'd . 5 In triumph , with applauding noise , is God himselfe gone by : The Lord is with the Trumpets voice ascended up on hie . 6 Sing , make the praise of God your mirth , sing praises to our King : 7 For God is King of all the earth , a Psalme instructive sing . 8 Above the Heath'ns God raignes alone , co-equall none admits ; Above the Heav'ns upon his Throne of Holinesse he sits . 9 The Nations Princes feed among the God of Abrahams flocke : For earths great shields to God belong , their high-exalted Rocke .

PSAL. 48. Magnus Dominus . Canticum Psalmi , filiorum Coreh . GReat is the Lord , prais'd all abroad , but chiefly to be prais'd ; Where in the Citie of our God , his holy Mount is rais'd . 2 Mount Sion beauteous is in site , besides the Northern lands : Of all the earth the glad delight , the great Kings Citie stands . 3 God in her Palaces is knowne for her a refuge hie : 4 For Kings ( behold ) oppugnants grow'n , are gone together by . 5 This wondrous sight strook suddenly such terrour in their mind : No heart to stay , scarce feet to flie , could feare confounded find . 6 Upon them feare strong hold did build , and paine , the racke of feare ; 7 As , when a woman bigge with childe , her burthen throwes to beare . 8 So ( tempest-beaten ) at their leake , the ships salt water drinke : The ships of Tarshish dost thou breake , and with an East wind , sinke . 9 As we have heard what deeds have been done in our fathers coasts ; Like have we in the Citie seen , thy Citie , Lord of Hosts . The Citie which our God hath chose , and cleer'd from hostile hand , Will God establish and dispose eternally to stand . 10 In silence we ( O God ) attend , thy faithfulnesse to find : And when thy mercy thou wilt send , amidst thy Temple , mind . 11 Thy praise , O God , as farre extends , as doth thy Names command : Thy praise of earth fills all the ends , and Justice thy right hand . 12 Rejoyce , Mount Sion , most of all , be Judahs daughters glad : Because thy Judgements made them fall , that made her faces sad . 13 Goe compasse stately Sion Mount , her walls walke round about : The number of her Towers account , observe her strength throughout . 14 Set ye your heart upon her fort , view her high places well ; And to your nephewes make report , that they to theirs may tell ; 15 That this is God , our God , whose power for ever and beyond , Will be our guide and governour , and us till death defend .

PSAL. 49. Audite haec . Ad Praestantem , filiis Coreh , Psalmus . HEare , O ye people all , this lore , all in the world that dwell ; Earth-borne and noble , rich and poore , together hearken well . 2 Of my discourse in every part , my mouth shall wisedomes teach , The meditation of my heart to understanding reach . 3 To heare a Parable propos'd , mine eare will I encline : Darke mysteries , and undisclos'd , upon my Harp divine . 4 I see no cause why I should dread , or day of evill doubt : When on my heeles the sins that tread , shall compasse me about . 5 Of them , whose hopes their heaps esteem , and of their riches boast : His brother no man may redeem , nor cleare to God that coast . 6 For precious is their soule of price , and dearer to release , Than whereunto may ransome rise , so that must ever cease . 7 That he may yet for ever live , and not to death submit : Nor to the earth his ashes give , nor see corruptions pit . 8 The wise , the foole , the brutish sot , he sees together die ; And leave the wealth that they have got , on others wings to flie . 9 And yet they hold their houses sure , their shields unsoil'd with shames , Shall so from sire to sonne endure , and give their lands their names . 10 But man in honour bearing place , the night of death arrests : His brutish life by sinne made base . is silenc't like the beasts . 11 This is the foolish way they love , unconstant constant end : Which their posterity approve , and from their mouth commend . Selah . 12 They in the grave lie pent , like sheep , where death on them shall feed , Who , when the morning calls from sleep , obey the righteous seed . 13 Their image shall the grave bereave , and waste from where they dwell : But God shall ransome and receive my soule from hand of Hell . Selah . 14 Though one thou seest of riches seaz'd , yet be thou not affraid : With glory of his house encreas'd , though he thy wants upbraid . 15 For nothing with him when he dies conveigh from hence he must : His windy-glory from him flies , when he descends the dust . 16 For while on earth his daies did dwell , his soule he seem'd to blesse : And to thy selfe when thou dost well , of thee will men confesse . 17 His dwelling with his fathers all , shall be the house of Night : This brood of darknesse never shall behold eternall Light . 18 Man in this honour bearing place , of understanding void : Like brutish in his life , and base , is like the beasts destroi'd .

PSAL. 50. Deus Deorum . Psalmus Asaph . THe God of Gods , the Lord hath spoke , and earth to heare did call : From where the Eastern Sun-beames smoake , to where the Westerne fall . 2 From Sion ( Beauties perfect prize ) a Beauty more divine , That Sions beauties beautifies , did God in brightnesse shine . 3 Our God shall come , and silence cease , a fire before him eate : A vehement tempest shall encrease , and round about him beat . 4 Heaven from above , earth from below , his dreadfull voice will call : What Judgements weight , that they may know , shall on his people fall . 5 My Saints to mee assemble now , whose pledges I have tooke : My Covenant , that by solemne vow with sacrifice have strooke . 6 His righteousnesse heavens shall declare , where his decrees are writ , Where kept his Courts of Justice are , where God the Judge doth sit . 7 Heare , O my people , what I say , and I will testifie Against thee ( Israel ) this day , God , even thy God am I. 8 For not thy sacrifices want in thee will I reprove : Before mee thy burnt-offrings scant , mine anger never move . 9 I take no Bullocke from thy stall , nor Buck-goat from thy fold : 10 Mine are the Beasts that forrests all , or thousand mountaines hold . 11 I know all Fowles on every hill , the fields wild Beasts with mee : 12 If hungry , mine the worlds whole fill , I take and tell not thee . 13 Eate I Bulls flesh , or drinke the bloud of rancid Goates will I ? 14 Sacrifice praise , thy vowes make good , to God , to God Most-Hie . 15 And in thy trouble call on me , that day upon me crie ; And thy delivere● will I be , whom thou shalt glorifie . 16 But God to man ungodly saith , My Law why dost thou preach ? My Covenant , failing in thy faith , affirming in thy speech . 17 Where thou to be reform'd dost hate , of all thy faults fore-past ; And of my words the weight abate , and backe behind thee cast . 18 Saw'st thou a Thie●e , it was thy care , with him to hold consent ; And with Adulterers , for thy share , thy feet fore-runners went . 19 Thy mouth thou turn'st to evill talke , thy evill thoughts to joyne : Thy tongue , the hammer , that doth walke , deceitfull slips to coine . 20 Thou sitt'st , and what was never done , against thy brother speak'st ; And slandring so thy mothers sonne , thine in-bred malice wreak'st . 21 I held my peace , when thou hadst done , thy wicked thought suppos'd , Me like thy selfe , another one , as wickedly dispos'd . 22 But I shall thee reprove eftsoone , and set before thine e●es , The evill deeds that thou hast done , the thoughts thou didst devise . 23 Forgetfull ye , and ●low of sense , of God unmindfull minds , Consider , lest I rend you hence , where guilt no rescue finds . 24 He honours me , that praises paies , for sacrifices due ; And I to him that rights his waies , will Gods salvation shew .

PSAL. 51. Miserere mei Deus . Ad Praestantem , Psalmus David , cùm venit ad eum Nathan Propheta , postquam ingressus est ad Bathsabagh . THy mercy great , O God , to me as graciously expresse : As thy compassions many be , blot out my trespasses . 2 Much deeper my defections lie , my soulnesse farther in : Wash throughly mine iniquitie , and cleanse me from my sin . 3 For of my crimes I know the cries , acknowledge every one : Continually before me lies the sinne that I have done . 4 To thee , thee only , sinn'd have I , done evill in thine eies : Thy Word of truth to justifie , how cleere thy judgement tries . 5 Behold , my shape when I receiv'd , did wickednesse begin : My mother when she me conceiv'd , conceiv'd in heat of sin . 6 Loe , truth within mine inmost part doth thy delight affect : And thou the secret of my heart , by wisedome shalt direct . 7 With hyssop purifie this deed , so purg'd I cleane shall grow : Wash mee , my whitenesse shall exceed the whitenesse of the snow . 8 Of joy and gladnesse , make me heare thy reconciling voice : The bones by thee that broken were , shall then afresh rejoyce . 9 Hide from my sins thy face , forget what follies I have done : All my misdeeds blot out , and let thy wrath remember none . 10 Cleane heart to me , O God , create , this spirit of mine subdue ; Right spirit in me regenerate , and re-inspire anew . 11 And cast me not , but of thy face , where sight I may possesse : Nor from my sinfull flesh displace thy Spirit of Holinesse . 12 The joy that thy salvation gives , restore to me againe ; And with thy Spirit , where freedome lives , my sin-bound soule sustaine . 13 Then shall I teach transgressors all , within thy waies to tread ; And sinners my example shall to thee converted lead . 14 Deliver me , O God , from bloud , pale deaths polluted spring : God of my health , my tongue aloud shall of thy Justice sing . 15 My sin-shut lips , Lord , open thou with thy kind mercies keyes : So then my mouth will I bestow , in setting forth thy praise . 16 For sacrifice none thou requir'st , else would I give it thee : Burnt-offrings neither thou desir'st , nor thy delights they be . 17 A wounded spirits heart-breaking smart , to God burnes sacrifice : A broken and a contrite heart , thou , God , wilt not despise . 18 On Sion , as thy goodnesse falls , with wonted favour fill'd : Of thy Jerusalem the walls , on thy good pleasure build . 19 Then sacrifice of righteousnesse to please thee shall ascend : Burnt-offrings whole thine Altar presse , and frequent Calves contend .

PSAL. 52. Quid gloriaris ? Ad Praestantem , M●schil Davidis . Cùm veniret Doeg Idumaeus , & nunciaret Sauli , ac diceret illi , Venit David in domum Achimelec . WHy dost thou , Tyrant , mischiefe boast , how much thou canst procure ? Gods mercy ( doe thy worst and most ) doth daily yet endure . 2 Thy tongue of evill doth entreat , which forth thy falshood puts : As thou with doing of deceit , so sharp no razor cuts . 3 At evill more than good to reach , thy earnest love is bent ; And then on Justice is thy speech , on falshood rather spent . 4 To speake all words that may devoure , thy lewd desire doth long , To swallow up , where thou hast power , O thou deceitfull tongue . 5 For ever thee shall God destroy , and from thy dwelling place , From where the living land enjoy , rend and root out thy race . 6 And this the Just shall also see , and seeing this shall feare ; And laugh to scorne the Brave , whom he thus brought to nought shall heare . 7 Behold the strong , that of his state , not God the strength did seat : Whose trust was in his riches rate , in evill only great . 8 I , alwaies like an Olive green , my growth of daies to spend : Shall in the House of God be seen , whose mercy I attend . 9 Thy deeds my praises shall proclaime in publike evermore : And patiently expect thy Name so good , thy Saints before .

PSAL. 53. Dixit Insipiens . Ad Praestantem , super Mahalath . Psalmus Davidis . THere is no God , in heart to say , so farre the foole is gone : Corrupt and odious is their way , good-doer there is none . 2 Downe from the Heavens God look't to see , what Adams sons desir'd : Of understanding who was he , that after God enquir'd . 3 Out of the way they are all gone , gone altogether backe : Good deed , good-doer none , not one , of all their loathsome packe . 4 Is all their understanding fled , to wicked workes that fall ? That eate my people up like bread , on God they never call . 5 There did they feare , where was no feare , to fright those guilty ones : For God hath scattered here and there the proud besiegers bones . 6 Them to confusion hast thou sent , thine enemies surpriz'd With shame ( of sin the best event ) for God hath them despis'd . 7 Salvations who to Israel shall out of Sion give ? When they that now in bondage dwell , no longer captives live . His people home when God hath had , of whom he made his choice : Then Jacobs Nation shall be glad , and Israel rejoyce .

PSAL. 54. Deus , in nomine . Ad Praestantem , in Neghinoth , M●schil Davidis , cùm venissent Ziphaei , & dixissent Sauli , Nonne David abscondit se nobiscum ? THy Name in this distresse of mine , O God , to save mee send : To judge me , as revenge is thine , thy powerfull strength extend . 2 Unto my praier , O God , draw neere , that I to thee commend ; And of my mouth the words to heare , thine eare attentive bend . 3 For strangers up against me rise , and tyrants take the way , Not taking God before their eies , to marke my soule their prey . Selah . 4 But God my helper is , behold , in my defence to stand : To help them that my soule uphold , the Lord is neere at hand . 5 By evill that my foes contrive , of their desir'd successe , His like reward shall them deprive , them in thy truth suppresse . 6 An offring of a free-will'd heart to thee will I present ; And praise thy Name , O Lord , that art to goodnesse wholly bent . 7 For by the helps he did apply , my troubles all expire : And on mine enemies , mine eye hath seen my full desire .

PSAL. 55. Exaudi Deus . Ad Praestantem , in Neghinoth , Maschil Davidis . UNto my praier , O God , give eare , that where thou art in place , My supplication may come there , and thou not hide thy face . 2 Intend , and answer my complaint , with straining up my voice : In these extremes of woe that faint , and make a troubled noise . 3 The enemies reproaches ring , the wicked raise debate : Iniquitie on me they bring , and wroth the hand of hate . 4 My heart within me troubled sore , is rack't to sorrowes height : Than death it selfe , deaths terrours more oppresse me with their weight . 5 Upon me feare and trembling fell , and over me at last , ( My sorrowes best befitting cell ) a covering , horrour cast . 6 O , had I of a Dove ( said I ) the wing , to waft my brest , I then from these assaults would flie , and find some seat of rest . 7 Hence would I get me farre ( behold ) and in the Deserts bide , Where I could seaze some safer hold , my harmlesse head to hide . 8 Hence would I hasten mine escape , and ( horrour left behind ) Exchange my shelter and my shape , to shun the stormy wind . 9 Their discord-tongues , O Lord , divide , by swallowing up their life : For in the Citie have I spi'd , that rapine reignes and strife . 10 Upon the walls thereof they goe , in compasse day and night , And in the midst thereof by woe , stands mischiefe arm'd with might . 11 Within her , who there walkes awhile , but wickednesse he meets : Dissembling mates , deceit and guile , depart not from her streets . 12 For , not my foe was my disgrace , his blow I could have borne : From open hate have hid my face , had he heav'd up his horne . 13 But it was thou , that went'st aside , didst ( faithlesse ) faith pretend : O man , my other halfe , my guide , mine owne familiar friend . 14 Our Counsell sweetly did consent , conceiv'd on either part : As brethren to Gods House we went , as in two breasts one heart . 15 Let hasty death upon them throng , and send them quicke to Hell : For evills are their roofes among , within them where they dwell . 16 But I will call on God , and soon the Lord will safety send . At even will pray , at morne , at noone , while he my cry intend . 17 He hath redeem'd my soule in peace , from battels doubtfull feare : Against me , as they did increase , so with me many were . 18 Yea , God shall heare , and hold them low , he that of old abode : Selah . For changelesse , but to worse they grow , and why ? they feare not God . 19 Against the heads , with him at peace he hath sent forth his hand ; And ( faithlesse ) having no release , profan'd his Covenants band . 20 His mouth more smooth than butter , words , but in his heart made warre ; More soft than oile , than speares , darts , swords , words wounding deeper farre . 21 Upon the Lord thy burthen cast , and he shall nourish thee ; And give the Just to stand so fast , that mov'd they never be . 22 The wicked , thou , O God , shalt fling into corruptions pit : Where they untimely perishing , beyond all time shall sit . Men stain'd with blouds , and fraudulent , ripe age shall never see : Nor live out halfe their daies well-spent ; but I will trust in thee .

PSAL. 56. Miserere mei Deus . Ad Praestantem , super Columbam mutam Remotorum , Michtam Davidis , cùm deprehenderenteum Pelishtim in Gath. BE mercifull , O God , to mee , whom man would make his prey : Whose hands from fighting never free , oppresse me all the day . 2 My foes to swallow me out-right , their daily powers apply : For many hands against me fight , O thou that art Most-Hie . 3 The day that cloudy doubts appeare , to make my heart affraid ; My hopes yet shining through my feare , expect thy promis'd aide . 4 In God by me his Word sincere , sincerely prais'd shall be : In God I trust , and will not feare what flesh can doe to me . 5 To wrest my words is all their care , their daily counsells end , Against me , all for evill are the thoughts that they entend . 6 Together all lay out their line , as close as hooke in bait : Observing every step of mine , when for my soule they wait . 7 Shall wickednesse such wages have ? so safe shall they escape ? Digge in thy wrath , O God , the grave that for their fall shall gape . 8 Thou numbrest all my wandring yeeres , what toiles I undertooke : Told in thy bottle put my teares , are they not in thy booke ? 9 That day that I upon thee call , my foes shall turne their backe : Of God , I know , I never shall the gracious favour lacke . 10 In God the Word will I commend , the Word praise-worthy most : Lord , of thy Word , where is no end of praise , my praise shall boast . 11 On God my hopes their anchor throw , affraid I will not be , What earthly man to me can doe , or challenge done by me . 12 Thy vowes , O God , upon me are , which I to thee will pay : And sacrifice of praise prepare before thy face to lay . 13 For thou my soule from death didst free , my feet from sliding quite : To walke , O God , in sight of thee , with them that live in light .

PSAL. 57. Miserere mei Deus . Ad Praestantem . Ne corrumpas , Michtam Davidis , cùm fugeret â facie S●ulis in speluncam . BE mercifull to me , O God , be mercifull to mee : For as my safeties sole abode my soule doth trust in thee . And in the shadow of thy wings , my hopes assurance seat : Till time an end of evills brings , and calme this tempests heat . 2 I unto God Most-High will call , my plaint before him lay : Whose promise firme performance shall in full perfection pay . 3 He from the Heavens shall send his hand , and save me by his power : Hath mark't him with reproaches brand , whose mouth would me devoure . Selah . 4 His mercy , and his truth , before shall God send forth in aide : For , where fierce Lions ramp and roare , my soule is subject laid . 5 Among the sons of man I lie , that fire and fury breathe : Speares from whose teeth , and arrowes flie , whose tongues sharp swords unsheath . 6 O God , where brightnesse most abounds , above the Heavens ascend : Thy glories beames beyond the bounds of all the earth extend . 7 A net they for my steps have laid , and downe my soule is bow'd : But in the trench are they betrai'd , which they for me had plow'd . 8 My heart , O God , is fixt on thee , on thee my heart is fixt : The song that I shall sing , shall be of thankes and praises mixt . 9 Awake , my glory , slow delay my Lute and Harp off shake : Before the Starre that ushers day , I early will awake . 10 To thee , O Lord , my thankes will I among the people bring ; And where the Nations scatt'red lie , aloud thy praises sing . 11 The greatnesse of thy mercies store above the Heavens doth streach : Thy truth up to the skies doth soare , a higher pitch to reach . 12 O God , where brightnesse most abounds , above the Heavens ascend : Thy glories beames , beyond the bounds of all the earth extend .

PSAL. 58. Si verè u●ique . Ad Praestantem . Ne corrumpas . Davidis . ANd call ye this ( O men of Might ) pronouncing sentence just ? And call ye this to judge upright , O eldest sons of dust ? 2 Yea , wickednesse ye worke in heart , and under faire pretence : Where through the earth ye hold your Mart , your hands weigh violence . 3 The wicked , from their mothers wombe estrang'd , from goodnesse flie ; And erring , from the belly come , no sooner speake , but lie . 4 The poysoning Serpent poyson beares , lesse deadly than their sting : With like deafe eare the Python heares the wise Enchanter sing . 5 Their teeth , O God , breake in their mouth , the Lions tuskes out-root : 6 Like waters , Lord , shrinke up their growth , cut off the shafts they shoot . 7 As Snaile consum'd within the shell , all out in slime is runne : Abortive as the birth that sell , so see they not the Sunne . 8 Before your pots perceive the thorne , or feele the brambles heat , Let whirling-fury tempest-borne , their counsells crude defeat . 9 So shall the Just rejoyce a good , to see the vengeance raigne ; And wash his feet in reeking bloud of wicked doers slaine . 10 So say shall men of mortall kind , fruit for the just there is : There is a God , the earth shall find , and judgement ( doubtlesse ) his .

PSAL. 59. Eripe me . Ad Praestantem . Ne corrumpas , D●vidis Michtam , cùm mittente S●ule , observaretur domus , ut interfice●ent eum . FRom them that are mine enemies , my God , deliver mee : From them that up against me rise , my head up-rais'd set free . 2 Assert thou mee from their pursuit , that evill worke with paine ; And from their hands , whom blouds pollute , in safety me sustaine . 3 Loe , for my soule in wait they lie , the strong together draw : When fault of mine they none could spie , nor sinne , O Lord , they saw . 4 Without iniquitie in mee , they runne and ready make To meet me , raise thy selfe and see ; my helper , Lord , awake . 5 Awake therefore , Lord God of hosts , thou God of Israel , To visit all the Heathen coasts , against thee that rebell . 6 And where for grace to thee alone , fraile sinners find accesse : O let thy mercy favour none , that faithlesly transgresse . Selah . 7 They , when the evening Sun shuts in , run jetting to and fro ; And like a dogge they howle and grin , and round the Citie goe . 8 Vollies loe from their mouth they shoot , swords in their lips they beare : Weapons that warre with silent foot , for who ( say they ) shall heare ? 9 But thou , O Lord , shalt them deride , make all the Heath'ns a mocke : That strength to thee will I ascribe , to thee , O God , my Rocke . 10 God of my mercy shall prevent , and in such plight to mee ; Mine enemies shall God present , as my desire would see . 11 Whom let not slaughters hand devoure , lest that my flocke forget : Disperse them by thy mighty power , them , Lord our shield , defeat . 12 Their sinfull mouth , their lip-wise words , let their swolne pride descry : And take them in their selfe-twin'd cords , that curse , forsweare , and lye . 13 Consume , consume them in thy wrath , that they no more may grow : What empire God in Jacob hath , through earth that they may know . 14 As soon as day his light drawes in , returne they to and fro ; And like the dogge , they howle and grin , and round the Citie goe . 15 Goe wandring here and there for meat , and snart , if un-suffic'd : They find short fare for them to eate , by want and hunger siz'd . 16 But I will sing thy mighty power , thy mercy early praise : For thou hast been my fortresse-Tower , my Rocke in restlesse daies . 17 I , O my strength , to thee will sing , to God , my refuge hie : The God that makes his mercies spring , my mercies treasurie .

PSAL. 60. Deus repulisti . Ad Praestantem , super Sushan-Eduth , Michtam Davidis , ad docendum , cùm contenderet erga Aram Naharaim , & erga Aram-zobah , & conversus Ioab , et percussit Edom in valle Salis duodecim millia . THou hast , O God , cast us aside , routed our poore remaine : Thine angry brow hast bent to chide , O turne to us againe . 2 The trembling earth thou didst invade , and rifts therein hast cleft : O heale the breaches thou hast made , for it is shaking left . 3 Thou shewdst thy people harder things , than they had borne before : Of wine , that stupid horrour brings , to drinke , thou gav'st them store . 4 To them that feare thee hast thou given a signe , to shun the bow : A Banner , by the hand of Heaven set up , for truth to shew . 5 That free deliverance they may have , that are belov'd of thee : With thy resistlesse right hand save , O heare and answer mee . 6 God in his Holinesse hath spoke , which I with joy repeat : In Shechem will I strike the stroke , and Succoths valley mete . 7 Mine Galghad is , Manasseh mine , strength of my head doth live : In quiver-bearing Ephraims line , my Law shall Judah give . 8 My wash-pot Moab will I make , my shooe on Edom fling : Thy pride , Pelesheth overtake , and to my triumphs bring . 9 The Citie of such strength within , what guide shall make me get ? The warlike Edoms towers to win , what Leader shall I set ? 10 When thou , O God , as nought of worth , hast cast us off so long ; And with our Armies wentst not forth , to make our battels strong . 11 O give us help from our distresse , mans health is vaine deceit : Through God we shall doe valiantnesse , our foes he shall defeat .

PSAL. 61. Exaudi Deus . Ad Praestantem , super Neghinoth . Davidis . MY crie , O God , my praier attend , when I to thee complaine : 2 When from this earths extremest end my smoth'red heart I straine . 3 Conduct me to the Rocke of power , that higher is than I : 4 For thou hast been my hopes strong tower against the enemie . 5 Thy Tabernacle will I take , for ever there to dwell ; And to my hopes a shelter make , thy wings my secret cell . Selah . 6 For thou to heare my vowes from heaven , thine eare , O God , didst frame ; An heritage to me hast given , of them that feare thy Name . 7 Daies upon daies encreast by thee , thou to the King shalt give : The compasse of his yeeres shall be , from age to age to live . 8 Him God before his face to sit , for ever shall accept : With mercy , truth prepare thou fit , by whom he may be kept . 9 Praise to thy Name so will I sing , for ever day by day : To thee my vowes upon me bring , that I may duly pay .

PSAL. 62. Nonne Deo ? Ad Praestantem , apud Ieduthun . Psalmus Davidis . ON God my silent soule attends , his seasons ( surely ) heeds : To him my safeties care commends , from whom my health proceeds . 2 He surely is my Rocke of power , and my salvation prov'd : My hold , my high-defensive tower , I shall not much be mov'd . 3 How long on mischiefe will ye thinke ? Man-slayers , slaughtred all , Ye like a ruin'd sense shall sinke , and like a shaken wall . 4 His dignity how to suppresse , their counsells they convert : Delight in lies , with mouth they blesse , but curse within their heart . Selah . 5 On God , yet never thou the lesse , my silent soule , attend : From whom my hopefull patientnesse expects a happy end . 6 He surely is my Rocke of power , and my salvation prov'd : My hold , my high-defensive tower , I shall not be remov'd . 7 In God is my Salvations port , my Glories lofty crest , Rocke of my strength , in God my Fort , my Confidences rest . 8 O people , trust in him alway , your heart before him powre : For of our hopes God is the stay , our safeties trusty towre . 9 Sure , Adams sonnes are vanitie , and lighter in account : The best together weigh'd , a lie , and make the ballance mount . 10 Trust not in wrong , to reap your part , in rapine be not vaine : If wealth encrease , set not your heart on baited lures of gaine . 11 God spake at once , which twice I heard , " To God the power pertaines ; Of punishment , and of reward , of pardons , and of paines . 12 And mercy , Lord , in thee alone exceeds , from thee proceeds : For thou wilt render every one according to his deeds .

PSAL. 63. Deus , Deus meus . Psalmus David , cùm is esset insolitudine Iehudah . THou art , O God , my God alone , mine eies shall watch to see The Nights obscurer watchmen gone , and early seeke for thee . 2 For thee my thirsty soule doth toile , for thee my flesh doth long : Within a waste and weary soile , and waters none among . 3 Within thy Sanctuaries seat , which now I see no more ; To see thy power and glory great , as I have seen before . 4 For , good thy mercy is above the gladsome length of daies , More lovely is than life thy love , " My lips shall sing thy praise . 5 Thus will I blesse thee , while I live , while breath this breast commands ; And in thy Name , the off'ring give of my up-lifted hands . 6 With marrow , and with fatnesse fed , my soule shall be full fill'd ; And from my mouth thy praises spread , through joyfull lips distill'd . 7 Of thee my bed remembrance brings , by night I watch for thee : 8 And shout , when shadowed with thy wings , thy saving help I see . 9 To thee my Hermit-soule adheres , here , from thy House expell'd ; Where never thy right hand forbeares , nor leaves me un-upheld . 10 But they , that make my life their prey , and for my soule contend : Where lowest earth hath made their way , to death let them descend . 11 A hand on them the sword shall heave , and shed their guilty blood : The loath'd remainder they shall leave , shall be the Foxes food . 12 In God , be glad , yet shall the King , and all that sweare Him by , Shall glory , but be stopt the spring , the lips that speake a lie .

PSAL. 64. Exaudi Deus . Ad Praestantem . Psalmus David . UNto my voice , O God , give eare , to whom my praier doth goe : Preserve my life from pallid feare , of my pursuing foe . 2 My head from secret counsells hide , that wicked heads contrive ; From rage against me open wide , that evill doers drive . 3 With venom'd edge and fell intent which whet their tongues like swords ; And shoot in bowes by malice bent , ( sharp arrowes ) bitter words . 4 A secret shot at him to fit , that is in heart upright : With sure and sudden hand they hit , and feare not where it light . 5 Themselves in mischiefe make they bold , and commune how to lay Their secret snares , to take sure hold , and , who shall see them ? say . 6 Iniquities new shapes have sought , and masked faces found ; Discovering of their wicked thought , the heart-corrupted ground . 7 But God , a sudden shaft sharp ground , and swifter than the wind , Shall shoot at them , and in the wound , shall leave the head behind . 8 Yea , their owne tongues shall they incite , upon themselves to fall : Which all that see , with fearfull flight , shunne their example shall . 9 All earthly men shall in their feare , the worke of God declare ; And wisely weigh what these men were , and whose these doings are . 10 The just and upright , for his part , shall in the Lord rejoyce ; And trust in him : All true of heart , shall glory in their choice .

PSAL. 65. Te decet Hymnus . Ad Praestantem . Psalmus David Canticum . ON thee waits Sions silent praise , O God , that hear'st the praier : 2 To thee , the vow thy people paies , to thee all flesh repaire . 3 Iniquities , with words at will , against me have prevail'd ; But our transgressions covering still , thy mercy never fail'd . 4 O blessed he , whom thou dost chuse , so neere thy Courts to dwell : Thy Houses goods where we may use , thy Temples plenty , tell . 5 Thou God , our health , by fearfull signes shalt answer us againe : Just hope of all that earth confines , or farthest seas containe . 6 Which by his strength lifts up the hills , above the plaines to towre ; And firmnesse to their height fulfills , which girded is with pow'r . 7 Which stills the raging of the seas , be-calmes the billowes sounds ; And ( more outragious , to appease ) the peoples tumult bounds . 8 On earth , the utmost dwellers feare thy signes : The goings out Of East and West ( thy light that beare ) for joy thou mak'st to shout . 9 Thou visitest the soile with showres , of life-inspiring raine ; Rich Mynes of pearle , thy deaw downe powres , the greedy Plowmans gaine . 10 Gods River reacheth far and wide , thy care prepares the corne ; And seed , to mother earth dost hide , in teeming-furrow borne . 11 The waters melt her drunken plaine , the verdant blossomes swell ; On whose encrease , as drops of raine , so many blessings dwell . 12 The yeere , with goodnesse dost thou crowne , beginning where thou end'st ; And every step stills fatnesse downe , which from the clouds thou send'st . 13 They drop upon the pastures wide , that robe the wildernesse ; The little hills , begirt with pride , no little joy expresse . 14 The pastures cloth'd with flockes un-shorne , their double fleeces bring : The vallies covered are with corne , for joy they shout and sing .

PSAL. 66. Iubilate Deo . Ad Praestantem , Canticum Psalmi . IN God be joyfull all the earth , his Names renowne to raise : 2 Sing Psalmes , make loud triumphant mirth , put glory to his praise . 3 Say unto God , Thy dreadfull deeds , who can enough expresse ? Whose foes , thy power , that so exceeds , ( faign'd tongues , false hearts ) confesse . 4 The earth throughout , to worship thee , their humbled hearts shall frame ; And of thy praise , in Psalmes agree , to sing unto thy Name . Selah . 5 The workes of God , O come and see , what he to passe hath brought , What terrible atchievements he for Adams sons hath wrought . 6 The Sea , away on heaps he sent , the Deep he made dry ground : Where , through the floud on foot we went , in him , there joy we found . 7 He rules for ever by his power , on Nations sets his eies : That ( never rais'd , but , to devoure ) rebellion , never rise . Selah . 8 And ye , our God , O people blesse , with tongues , and hearts prepar'd , Through every land , let more or lesse , his praises voice be heard . 9 Which putting deaths blacke darts aside , our soule in life doth stay : And suffering not our foot to slide , upholds us in our way . 10 For thou , O God , didst triall make , what heat we could endure : If fire could force us thee forsake , that fines the silver pure . 11 Thou broughtst us where we were betrai'd , and tangled in the net : Where straitnesse on our loines was laid , and pinching pannels set . 12 Thou causedst men , as heads of nought , above our heads to ride : Through fire and waters hast us brought , where peace and plenty bide . 13 With offrings burnt my vowes to pay , I to thine house will presse , Performing what my lips did say , the mouth of my distresse . 14 Burnt sacrifices , fatlings throats , to thee will I returne : Rams incense , Bullockes , and Buck-goats , upon thine Altar burne . Selah . 15 O come , and hearken every one , of God that stand in feare ; And for my soule what he hath done , ye from my mouth shall heare . 16 I with my mouth to him complain'd , his praise my tongue preferr'd : If wicked sight my heart had stain'd , the Lord would not have heard . 17 God surely heard my voice complaine , my praier to him repaire : Blest God , that turn'd not backe againe his mercy from my prai'r .

PSAL. 67. Deus misereatur . Ad Praestantem , in Neghinoth . Psalmus Cantici . IN mercy God to us encline , and blesse us with his grace : Upon our darknesse make to shine , his light out-shining face . Selah . 2 That knowne may be thy heavenly way , within this earthly round : That thy salvations message may among all Nations sound . 3 Thy praise , O God , let peoples sing , as far as nights and daies , The Sun transcends his signes to bring ; all people sing thy praise . 4 For joy let all the Nations shout , for thou with righteous doome , Shalt judge the people earth throughout , the Nations guide become . Selah . 5 Thy praise , O God , let peoples sing , as far as nights and daies , The Sun transcends his signes to bring ; all peoples sing thy praise . 6 In field and furrow then the land shall yeeld her fruits increase ; And God , our God , with gracious hand , to blesse us shall not cease . 7 His blessing God on us shall send , all Nations far and neere : The earth throughout , from end to end , of him shall stand in feare .

PSAL. 68. Exurgat Deus . Ad Praestantem , Davidis , Psalmus Cantici . LEt God arise , and ( disarai'd ) his scattred foes give place : And let his haters all dismai'd , flie from before his face . 2 Driven , as the smoake before the wind , as waxe , at fire , doth melt ; So perish let the wicked kind , Gods awefull presence felt . 3 But let the Just in him rejoyce , before Gods face expresse Their joy of heart , with gladsome voice shout out their joyes excesse . 4 Sing , sing to God , his Name on hye , that rides through Deserts , raise : Make JAH'S Name way , and joyfully before his face sing praise . 5 The Father of the fatherlesse , Judge of the widowes crie Is God , whose Throne of Holinesse , whose Mansion is on hie . 6 God into housholds doth dispose the solitarie Cell : The prisoners lock't in chaines sets loose , in drought lets Rebells dwell . 7 O God , when through the Desert-sands , thou went'st before thy flockes ; And taught'st their clay-worne feet and hands , to climbe Arabian rockes . Selah . 8 Earth shooke , Heav'ns swet , Mount Sinai fell , and shrunke , to give God place : When God , the God of Israel , shew'd forth his face : His face ! 9 Thou shedd'st , O God , a gracious Raine , and thine Inheritance , Long languishing in thirsty paine , thy deawes did re-advance . 10 Therein the Congregation dwelt , this coast thy creatures shar'd : Thus hath ( O God ) thy goodnesse dealt , thus for the poore prepar'd . 11 The Lord gave word , by women spread , through that great Army they Sung , " Kings , with Armies fled ; they fled , the Ho●●e-Dove shar'd the prey . 12 Your beauty , though the pots have spilt , where ( sooty ) ye have line : With silver wings , neckes parcell-gilt , your Dove-like plumes shall shine . 13 When God Almighty gave the blow , where Kings confounded fell : Our Sion , shady-Tsalmons snow , for whitenesse did excell . 14 Gods Mountaine , as Mount Basan stands , Mount Basan , fertile , hie : Whose crest , so many crests commands , to Sion comes not nie . 15 Insulting Hills , so high , so great , this Mountaine God loves well : The Lord desires to make his seat , for ever here to dwell . 16 Myriads of Angels ; Mighty Names , Gods Chariots , Millions fill ; In them the Lord , as Sinai's flames , on Sions holy Hill . 17 Thou art ascended up on hie , above the fiery heaven ; Hast captive led captivitie , and gifts in man hast given . With them ( the more ingratefull they , that faithlesse did rebell ; And but compell'd , would not obey ) that thou Lord God mightst dwell . 18 The Lord be blest , throughout our land , whose boundlesse mynes of wealth , With bounty daily load our hand , the God , our saving health . Selah . 19 God our salvations is become , our God , that gives us breath , Eternall is , the Lord , to whom the issues are of death . 20 Sure , God will smite his haters heads , and wound the hairie skull Of him , that life ungodly leads , and sinne on sinne doth pull . 21 The Lord said , I will bring againe , from Basans slaughtred King ; Thee , from the gulfes amid the Maine , againe , my people , bring . 22 Deep in the bloud of Tyrants shed , thy trampling foot to staine ; And of thy dogs the tongue die red , where all thy foes lie slaine . 23 What triumphs thee , O God , did bring , they saw it face to face ; Thy goings , O my God , my King , within thy holy place . 24 Before went singers , afte they on Instruments that plai'd ; Among them Damsels held their way , that hand on Timbrell laid . 25 In thine assembly let not thankes from God the Lord depart : O Fountaine , clos'd in Israels bankes , from fountaine of thy heart . 26 There , little Benjamin set hie , with Judahs Royall race ; Of Zebulun , and Nephthali , the Princes crown'd the place . 27 Strength from his strength forth-issuing , thy Gods command hath brought ; Establish thou , O God , the thing , that thou for us hast wrought . 28 And for Jerusalems deare sake , and for thy Temple there ; To thee shall Kings their homage make , and humbly presents beare . 29 Rebuke the wild beasts of the reed , the Bulls incursions barre : Whose calves on silver fragments feed , disperse the friends of warre . 30 Sultans shall from Canôpus come , Cush , from Cassumo's Sunne , To God , on glad Ambassage home , with hands out-stretch't shall runne . 31 To God , on earth ye Kingdomes nie , to God like praises bring ; In Psalmes sing to the Lord Most-Hie , your highest praises sing . Selah . 32 To him that on the Heavens doth ride , the Heav'ns that were of old ; Loe , what he is , his voice hath tri'd , a voice of strength hath told . 33 To God give strength , that doth excell , from whom all strengths arise : Whose glory over Israel , whose strength is in the skies . 34 How dreadfull is , O God , thy sight , thy Sanctuaries tell : Blesse God , that gives his people might , the God of Israel .

PSAL. 69. Salvum me fac . Ad Praestantem super Sosannim , Davidis . SAve me , O God , the waters rise , so fast the flouds come on , That even unto my soules surprize , the swallowing gulfe is gone . 2 Downe in the mud I sinke so low , to stand I find no ground ; So high the waves above me slow , so deep the surge to sound . 3 My weary spirit is spent with cries , my throat with scorching strait : My sight attentive , failes mine eies , while for my God I wait . 4 My head hath haters moe than haires , whom wrong upon me throwes ; And power , that in my right impaires , in mine oppressors growes . 5 I paid them that I never tooke , what follies are in mee : What faults , when thou art pleas'd to looke , are knowne , O God , to thee . 6 Let not ( Lord God of Hosts ) my blame , abash thy servants care : O God of Israel , in my shame , let none that seeke thee , share . 7 For thy sake have I borne reproach , in me this blot thou hast : No covering else could shame encroach , upon my face to cast . 8 My brethren , no such brother know , no fremme , befriended lesse : My mothers children , none such owe , none more unwelcome guest . 9 Out-eaten with thy Houses zeale , mine earning heart is rent ; And their reproaches on me steale , that at thy face were bent . 10 Mine eyes to weep , my soule to fast , was my reproach and shame ; 11 And sackcloth on my shoulders cast , their jesting-stocke became . 12 Within the gate , did they that sit , against me set their tongue : Their tipling-talke , my troubles fit , I was the Drunkards song . 13 But , Lord , a gracious time assigne , to answer me with ruth : Thy mercies beames , O God , let shine , and thy salvations truth . 14 Deliver me out of the mire , my feet from sinking keep : Redeem me from my haters ire , and from these waters deep . 15 Let not the gulfie-mountaines tombe , her crest above me put : Let not the pits insatiate wombe , her mouth upon me shut . 16 Lord , answer me , for thou art kind , and gracious evermore : O turne thy face , that I may find thy tender mercy store . 17 And from thy servant cease to hide thy face in time of need : In my distresses springing tide , to answer me make speed . 18 Draw neere , my soule , and cleare the debt , for my redemption due : Deliver me , whom sore beset , mine enemies pursue . 19 Reproach and shame ( thou know'st ) have brought mine honour in disgrace : All this have my distressors wrought , and all before thy face . 20 Rebuke hath broken through my heart , some balme for sorrowes wound I sought ; but none to salve my smart , no comforter I found . 21 For food to eate they gave me gall , my hungry taste to dine : For drinke , when , thirsty , I did call , they gave me eagre wine . 22 Let be their table made their snare , to trap themselves withall ; And well what might have made them fare , be warp to make them fall . 23 Darke eies , let darker judgement bleare , nor sight , nor fore-sight take ; And make their loines for guilty feare , continually to shake . 24 Thine indignation on them powre , with dread to strike them cold ; Or let thy hot displeasures showre , upon their heads take hold . 25 Waste let their ruin'd Castle lie , no hand their soile manure : Nor Lord , nor Tenant hold thereby , no head their Tents endure . 26 For whom thou smit'st , they persecute ; thou chastenest , they confound : And how to mischiefe they dispute , where thou hast made a wound . 27 From wickednesse to wickednesse , let their offences fall ; And to thy Justice have accesse , of them let none at all . 28 Out of the Booke let them be crost , where thine Elected live ; And with the Just no name engrost , of them no notion give . 29 As poore and pensive as I stand , thy saving healths supply , Let find , O God , a powerfull hand , to raise me up on hie . 30 To blesse thy Name , O God , will I a Psalme of praises bring ; And with confession magnifie his mercy , whom I sing . 31 And this shall doe the Lord more good , and better please in proofe , Than tendrest Bullockes reeking blood , in pride of horne and hoofe . 32 To see this sight , with joy of heart , it shall transport the meeke : Your soule from life shall not depart , if after God ye seeke . 33 For to the poore the Lord gives eare , his prisoners cares to keep : 34 Heavens , Earth , and Seas , his praises beare , and all that in them creep . 35 For his Mount Sion God will save , and Judah's Cities build : That there their dwellings men may have , with heires of promise fill'd . 36 And of his servants shall the seed possesse the heritage : And they that love his Name , succeed therein , from age to age .

PSAL. 70. Deus in adjutorium . Ad Praestantem , Psal. Davidis , ad recordandum . NOw , now , in my extremes of need , O lose no time in waste ; Deliver me , O God , with speed , to help me , Lord , make haste . 2 Shame and confusion on them lie , that seeke my soules annoy : Turn'd backe , and blushing let them flie , that in my evill joy . 3 Let this reward their wages pay , to send them backe with shame : Aha , in scorne to me that say , and make my griefe their game . 4 Let them that seeke thee , all alway , in thee with joy abide : Let thy Salvations lovers say still , God be magnifi'd . 5 To me , poore soule , so low downe cast , O God , make speed away : My help , and my deliverer haste , O Lord , make no delay .

PSAL. 71. In te Domine . FOr ever , me , that in thee trust , Lord , let not shame deprave : 2 My plaintiffe-soule , as thou art just , deliver , heare , and save . 3 Be thou , where I may enter , still my Rocke of residence ; To save me , is thy Precepts will , the Fort of my defence . 4 The raging hand , my God , becalme , assert my libertie , Safe , from the evill-doers palme , sow'r-leav'nd in crueltie . 5 For thou , Lord God , art of my rest the long-expected scope ; Thou art my weaner from the breast , mine infant-ages hope . 6 My navill , since the wombe forsooke , thy hand did me uphold : Me , from my mothers bowels tooke , of thee , my praise still told . 7 As from a Monster , many eies , from me astonisht start : When strong distresse yet on me lies , my stronger hope thou art . 8 My mouth , no other musicke fill , no story stile my song ; To descant of thy praise , my skill , thy glory , all day long . 9 O , cast me not in age away , when weaknesse strong assailes : Now leave me not to my decay , when strength enfeebled failes . 10 For they that bare me causelesse hate , ( my foes ) against me spake ; And they that for my soule lay wait , together counsell take . 11 Since God ( say they ) doth him forsake , now left he is alone : On , on , him persecute , him take , to rescue him is none . 12 But goe not farre , O God , from me , nor fit occasion waste ; At present need as present be , my God , to help me haste . 13 Confusion let confound them all , that to my soule are foes : Reproach , dishonour on them fall , that seeke my evill woes . 14 Yet shall my hope wait patiently upon thy help in store ; And to thy praise , continually adde praises more and more . 15 Thy Justice shall my mouth expresse , thy saving health all day : Whose numbers summe so numberlesse , my cyphers cannot say . 16 To sing thy power , this power of mine , how be it ( Lord God ) too weake ; Yet of thy Justice , only thine , somewhat , suffice , I speake . 17 My heart , O God , hast thou prepar'd , and from my childhood taught : And hitherto have I declar'd , what wonders thou hast wrought . 18 And now , that I ( O God ) am old , mine Almond-tree growne gray : Mine age , from thee , let none behold , forsaken , sent away . 19 Till I have shew'd thine Armes extent unto this Ages view ; And of thy power , a president , to all that shall ensue . 20 Thy Justice is in thee alone , O God , unto on hie : To those great acts which thou hast done , who like ( O God ) comes nie ? 21 Thou shew'dst me many evill daies , much sorrow mad'st me see ; From under ground yet didst thou raise , returne , and quicken mee . 22 To make me greater , far and wide thou gav'st me great encrease ; To better me on every side , thy goodnesse did not cease . 23 Thee , and thy Truth , my God , to praise , not Psalterie alone ; But Song and Harp will I up-raise , O Israels Holy-One . 24 With joy , above all joyes esteem'd , my lips shall shout to thee ; So shall my soule , by thee redeem'd , in Psalmes as joyfull be . 25 My tongue , the Trumpet , shall proclaime thy Justice all the day : For they are blank't , and brought to shame , that seeke my soules decay .

PSAL. 72. Deus , Iudicium . Solomoni . O God , give Judgement to the King , thy Judgements depths to sound ; And to the Kings son , Knowledge bring , where Justice may be found . 2 So , he that gives the life to Lawes , an upright hand shall beare : With Justice judge the peoples cause , the poore , with Judgement , heare . 3 The Mountaines , that in height excell , shall bring the people peace ; The lesser Hills , that lower dwell , by Justice shall encrease . 4 Him , for their Judge the poore shall have , to crush the fraudulent : The sons of needy-soules to save , suppresse the violent . 5 And they with feare shall thee adore , when daies and nights are none ; When Sun and Moon shall shine no more , when Ages all are gone . 6 He shall come downe , like soaking showers , in fleece-shorne medow mowne ; Embroid'ring earth with fruits and flowers , on Summers mantle growne . 7 The Just shall flourish in his daies , and multitude of peace ; Untill the Moones extinguisht raies , shall change , to change , and cease . 8 The utmost shoare , from sea to sea , shall be his Empires bound ; And from Euphrates watrie-lea , as farre as earth hath ground . 9 The Ethiopian Sun-burnt Crust , shall ( bow'd before him ) kneele : His enemies shall licke the dust , that scatt'reth from his heele . 10 With presents , and with precious things , from Tharshish , and the Isles ; From Sheba , and from Seba , Kings , shall measure worlds of miles . 11 All Kings ( before whom subjects kneele ) kneele downe , and serve him shall : All Nations , his dread Scepter feele , and downe before him fall . 12 For he that heares him , shall redeeme the needy , when he cries : The poore un-heeded soule esteem , and him that helplesse lies . 13 The simple he ( with want , that strive ) shall mercifully spare : Preserve the needy-soules alive , and for their safetie care . 14 Their soule from rapine he shall free , whom fraud or force betray : And precious in his eies shall be the bloud that they shall pay . 15 And he shall live , and Sheba's gold , to him shall men commend ; And praiers for him continuall hold , to praise him all day spend . 16 A shocke of corne the Hills shall make , the Citie shall abound ; Whose fruit , like Lebanon shall shake , and spring , as grasse on ground . 17 His Name ( the SON ) when Sun shall rest , shine fresh for ever shall : Yea , in his Name ( and call him blest ) be blest shall Nations all . 11 To God the Lord , the God in whom the sonnes of Israel live : From whom alone all wonders come , to him all blessings give . 19 Be ever blest his glorious Name , and by the sons of men , Let with his glory , earths whole frame be fill'd , Amen , Amen . 20 For Solomon his sonne to sing , this Psalme his father penn'd ; So Davids praiers here did the King , the sonne of Jishai , end .

Finis Libri secundi .

LIB. III.

PSAL. 73. Quàm bonus Deus . Psalmus Asaphi . YEt God to Israel is good , affects the pure in heart ! 2 And I ; my feet , but faltring stood , my steps were like to start . 3 I envi'd follies proud commands , the wickeds peace I saw : 4 For in their death there are no bands , but Lording-strength their Law . 5 Tell them of troubles , where , or when , for care they keep no roome ; Nor are they plagu'd , like other men , neere them no crosse may come . 6 Of pride therefore a chaine hung downe , about their neckes they beare : And violences guarded gowne , the garment is they weare . 7 Their fat-swolne eyes beare out so bold , in plenty share such part : Their heaps no house enough to hold , their happinesse no heart . 8 Corrupt , in their licentious vaine , with their malicious tongue : Oppression proudly they maintaine , and highly boast of wrong . 9 Their mouth against the heavens they vent , to brave , blaspheme , and fling , Throughout the earth , till they have spent their tongues envenom'd sting . 10 His people therefore hither turne , and seeking like successe , Of waters wrung from their full urne , sucke up the bitternesse . 11 Tush , how should God , that comes not nie , ( say they ) such trifles know : Or how shall he , that is Most-Hie , esteem of things so low ? 12 Loe , these the worlds ungodly guests , and there , these prosper best : Loe , these are they , that wealth possesse ; Nay , are by wealth possest . 13 Now surely I , on poore pretence , have cleans'd my heart in vaine ; And washt my hands in innocence , with labour for my paine . 14 And dieted I am all day with plagues , for my repast ; And in the mornings , is my pay , rebuke , to breake my fast . 15 Thus , if I say , when I have said , How ( faithlesse ) I offend ; And of thy sons , the race up-brai'd , and rashly reade their end ? 16 Then thought I how to cleere this doubt , to sound this depth againe ; But found it hard to find it out , and in mine eyes a paine . 17 Till to Gods holy House I went , and wisely did attend : Of these men , there , and their extent , I understood the end . 18 Them , surely , hast thou set aloft , on high , but slipp'ry seats : Whence , when they fall , they fall not oft , but soon thy hand defeats . 19 How suddenly left desolate , to ruine are they brought ; How soon consum'd is their estate , with terrours over-wrought ? 20 As , on the wing of fancy flies , a dreame from one awake ; So , Lord , when up thou shalt arise , despis'd their image make . 21 My sowre-leav'nd heart did surely pant , my reines corrected mee : 22 So brutish I , so ignorant , was , as the beasts , with thee . 23 With thee , yet still did I abide , to thee , my right hand , cleave : Me , with thy counsell shalt thou guide , to glorie then receive . 24 In Heaven , what one have I , but thee , to whom my hopes suspire : 25 In earth , delights are none for mee , but thou , my lifes desire . 26 My flesh and heart , consum'd at length , as now , assist me not : But of my heart , the Rocke of strength , for ever , God my lot . 27 For loe , by thee be overthrowne , and perish shall each one , That are to Idols of their owne , from thee awhoring gone . 28 As for my good , I hold it best , neere God to draw my care : On God the Lord , my hopes to rest , and all thy workes declare .

PSAL. 74. Ut quid Deus ? Admonitio Asaphi . FOrever ! what doth thee provoke , from us cast off to keep ? Still shall , O God , thy nostrils smoake , against thy pasture-sheep ? 2 Thy Congregation call to mind , thy now forsaken fold , Whom thou , from bondage didst unbind , and purchast hast of old . 3 Thine Heritages rod redeem'd , among our fathers dealt : This Sion-Mount , so much esteem'd , the seat , where thou hast dwelt . 4 Lift up thy feet : Thy foe defeat for ever , every one : That to thy Sanctuaries seat have all this evill done . 5 Amidst thy holy places met , thine adversaries roare : Their Ensignes up for signes they set of conquest got before . 6 He that high groves of Cedars growne , with axe up-lifted fell'd , By much lesse loud report was knowne , like ours , no spoiler held . 7 And now they rend , and raze as fast , the roofes , the beames , lie broke , The carved columnes downe are cast , with maule and hammers stroke . 8 Thy Sanctuaries , set on fire , laid levell with the ground : The place profan'd , where thy desire to plant thy Name was found . 9 Let us ( in heart , said they ) make spoile , together them destroy : Unburnt , let God , in all the soile , no Synagogue enjoy . 10 Our signes , we see not ! Prophet none , our Seers all among : Before our evill day be done , none left , that knowes how long . 11 How long , O God , of this our shame , shall our distressor dreame ? How long , for ever , shall thy Name the Enemie blaspheme ? 12 Why , turne thy hand ? why , thy right hand held in thy bosome void ? Why , this ( while thou , withdrawne dost stand ) Destroier undestroi'd ? 13 For why ? God is my King of old , by whom , Salvations wrought , Doe we , amidst the earth behold , as from their fountaine brought . 14 Through standing seas divided walls , thy power , thy peoples leads ; And with thy batt'ring water-falls , thou break'st the Dragons heads . 15 Leviathans great heads ( more great ) thy surges swept away : Thou gav'st him to be peoples meat , the Desert-dwellers prey . 16 Thou mad'st out of the stony rocke whole flouds and fountaines flie ; And through their laps , to lead thy flockes , drew'st mighty rivers drie . 17 Thine is the day , the night is thine , thou hast prepar'd the light : By day , the golden Sunne to shine , the silver Moone by night . 18 ( The seas , shut up within their shores ) thou quarter'st out the coasts : The Summers , and the Winters flow'rs , thou lay'st with fires and frosts . 19 Remember , Lord , how this reproach , the Enemie did frame : How foolish people did encroach , that durst blaspheme thy Name . 20 Thy Turtles soule commit thou not to be the wild beasts prey ; Nor thine afflicted flocke , forgot , for ever cast away . 21 Unto thy Covenant have respect , for all the earth is darke ; And here , her roofes hath rapine deck't , oppression set her marke . 22 O , let not thine opprest depart , repuls't with brand of shame : But let the poore afflicted heart , and n●edy , praise thy Name . 23 Arise , O God , thy plea proceed , to plead without delay , Remember how the foole-mad breed , reproach thee all the day . 24 Forget not , of thine enemies ▪ the voice that thee offends : Their tumult , that against thee ●ise , continually ascends .

PLAL . 75. Confitebimur tibi . Ad Praestantem . Ne corrumpas . Psalmus Asaphi , Canticum . TO thee , O God , our thankes confesse , thy praise we celebrate ; And neere to us thy Names accesse , thy wondrous workes relate . 2 When time shall bring about the day , that I the Rule receive : With Justice will I guide the way , and righteous Judgement give . 3 The earth , and earths in-dwellers all , dissolv'd , and downe are cast : Her shaken fabricke , from to fall , her pillars I set fast . Selah . 4 To mad-proud fooles I said , Beware , let folly be forborne ; And to the wicked , Have a care , ye lift not up the Horne . 5 Fooles , heave not up your Horne on hie , lest Heaven your Antliers checke : Your words on lowly wing let flie , not with a stiffe-borne necke . 6 For , neither from the East nor West , nor Hills , high-callings come : But God the Judge , " Some humbleth best , " Exalteth other some . 7 For , in his hand the Lord doth beare a cup , whose wine is red ; And full of mixture is the Mere by him distributed . Of indignation in this cup , on earth , the wicked all , Wring-out the dregs , and drinke them up , depriv'd of mercy shall . 8 But I , for ever will declare , and Hymnes of gladnesse bring : Which I , for praises shall prepare , to Jacobs God to sing . 9 And of the wicked , every horne , I from their heads will rend : When high shall every beame be borne , that forth the Just shall send .

PSAL. 76. Notus in Iudea . Ad Praestantem , in Neghinoth . Psalmus Asaphi , Canticum . IN Judah God is knowne , his Name is great in Israel : 2 His Tent in Salem : He the same , that doth in Sion dwell . 3 The burning arrowes , there he brake , shot from the bow-mans hand : The sword and shield , made field forsake , and warlike bands dis-band . Selah . 4 Much brighter shines thy Glories Crowne , than brightnesse shines by day : Thine Excellence of more renowne , than are the Mounts of prey . 5 There , mighty-hearted men lay foil'● , and falling , slept their sleep : The men of power , of power , found spoil'd , which none found hands to keep . 6 O God of Jacob , thy reproofe , sent many a daring head : Chariot and Horse , with thundring hoofe , to sleep among the dead . 7 Thou , thou art to be fear'd alone , for thy resistlesse might : And in thy wrath , from then , what one shall stand before thy sight ? 8 From Heaven , to have thy Judgement heard , it was thy dreadfull will ; And at thy thundring voice afeard , earth trembled , and was still . 9 When God in Judgement rose , to save the meeke on earth , un-slaine : Selah . Praise of mans rage , th●● sure shalt have , the rest thou shalt , ●●straine . 10 Vow to the Lord your God , and pay , all round about him neere ; Your present in the presence lay , of Jacobs Fathers Feare . The spirit of Princes rank-growne pride , his gathering spirit shall prune : That is , on earth an awfull guide , to keep their Kings in tune .

PSAL. 77. Voce mea ad Dominum . Ad Praestantem , super Ieduthun , Asaphi Psalmus . I With my voice to God did crie , so loud , that he might heare : My voice to God I rais'd on hie , and he to me gave eare . 2 While day to my distresse gave light ▪ unto the Lord I mourn'd : My restlesse sore ran out by night , my soule from comfort turn'd . 3 I thought on God : My troubled thought betooke me no reliefe : My spirit complain'd , but over-wrought was my complaint with griefe . Selah . 4 Thou heldst my heavie eyes awake , while I , with watching , weake , Would rest ; but rest I could not take , astonish't , could not speake . 5 I thought upon the daies of old , their compleat summe to cast ; And of our fathers ages told , what yeeres in number past . 6 I call'd to mind my song by night , I commun'd with my heart ; And throughly out to search my spirit , bare every part a part . 7 For ever , will the Lord , displeas'd , cast off , and not restore : And will his anger , unappeas'd , adde no acceptance more ? 8 For ever , is his Mercy done , his Word , to ceasing put ; 9 His Grace , hath God forgot so soon , in wrath his Bowells shut ? Selah . 10 Or , is my sicknesse this , ( said I ) that I so late began : Of his right hand , that is Most-Hie , the changing turnes to skan ? 11 To my remembrance will I call , what workes the Lord hath wrought , What wonders did of late befall , will ponder in my thought . 12 Of all thy workes will I advise , and as I meditate , Make my discourses exercise , thy doings to relate . 13 Most Holy is ( O God ) thy way , thy Sanctuaries seat ; Thy Second , whom can any say , as God , as God so great ? 14 Thou art the God ; that Strength , thou art , that strange designes hast showne ; And of thy power , hast made thy part , among the people knowne . 15 Thy peoples generations , thine arme redeem'd of old : Thy Jacobs , and thy Josephs sons , whom Josephs brethren sold. 16 Thy face , O God , the waters saw , the waters saw thy face ; The trembling waters stood in awe , the groaning deeps gave place . 17 The clouds on earth , their tempests powr'd , the skies gave out a sound : Thine arrowes from the quiver showr'd , made seas on seas rebound . 18 Thy thunder-shot roar'd round about , the world with lightnings shone ; The earth was stirr'd , and shooke , in doubt , her day-light lamp was gone . Yea , even this dreadfull glimm'ring light , glad comfort gave their eie ; That in this darknesse-double-night , yet let them see to die . 19 Thy way , is in the sea aside , on heaps divided throwne : Thy pathes through many waters guide , thy footsteps are not knowne . 20 Thou leadst thy people through the Land , as Shepheard leads his sheep : By Moses , and by Aarons hand , thy flocke ordain'd to keep .

PSAL. 78. Attendite , Popule . Admonitio Asaphi . MY Law , that I shall give in charge , O ye my people , heare : To what my lips shall speake at large , incline your heedfull eare . 2 A Parable my mouth shall shew , darke mysteries of old , 3 What we have heard , and knowne , renew , as have our fathers told . 4 Which of the Ages sons un-borne , we will conceale from none , What Crownes of praise the Lord hath worne , what powerfull wonders done ? 5 A Covenant he with Jacob strooke , gave Israel a Law : Wherein , strait charge our fathers tooke , to hold their sons in awe . 6 That their Posteritie might know , and learne by them alive : From seed to seed rise up and sowe , from sonne to sonne derive . 7 On God , their hopes that they might set , Gods acts charactred deep Within their breast , might not forget , and his Commandments keep . 8 Not , as their fathers disobey'd , a race that did rebell : A race , from God , whose heart un-stai'd , whose spirit unfaithfull , fell . 9 Such as the sons of Ephraim were , that arm'd , and bearing bow , Flung downe their armes , and fled for feare before the signall-blow . 10 Of God , the Covenant kept they not , his Precepts pathes eschew'd : 11 What deeds he did for them , forgot what wondrous workes he shew'd . 12 What wonders in their fathers sight , sad proofe can Egypt yeeld , Whereto , though Misraim all , had right , most right had Zoan field . 13 The sea for them did he divide , and made them passage all : He heap't the waters side by side , to stand , as wall by wall . 14 A cloud all day , their course to keep , all night , a light of fire : 15 From Desert-rockes , as from the Deep , gave drinke at their desire . 16 Swift streames out of the Rocke he brought , that forth like rivers flie : 17 Their sinne , on sinne , in Desert wrought , provok't , yet , God Most-Hie . 18 And , tempting God , with grudging hearts , their soule requiring meat : 19 Shall God ( said they ) in Desert parts , on tables set to eate ? 20 Behold , he smote the stony Rocke , whence flow'd those streames afresh : But can he for his peopled flocke find bread , or furnish flesh ? 21 This heard the Lord ; but heard with wrath , the fire that Jacob blew : For this ingratefull breach of troth , on faithlesse Israel slew . 22 For they to God no faith had given , nor his salvation trust : 23 Though clouds enjoyn'd , & doors of Heaven , lay open to their lust . 24 He , Manna downe on them did raine , their hunger to suffice ; And gave them of that Heavenly graine , from Garners of the skies . 25 That man , the Mighties Bread might eate , it was his Makers will : Who sent them this Celestiall meate , of Angels food , their fill . 26 He , from Heavens Nabathean mouth , his East wind made to blow : His power brought from Sabean South , a softer gale to glow . 27 He rain'd downe flesh , the Desert dust , to number , is not more ; And feathred-fowle , to fill their lust , as sand , on sea-driv'n shore . 28 He made it fall , his Camp throughout , so bigge the cloud did swell ; His habitations round about , the feathred-tempest fell . 29 So they did eate , and had their fill , their lust , so highly priz'd , Had what they would , yet , not their will ; were cloi'd , but not suffic'd . 30 While yet the meat was in their mouth , Gods wrath upon them came ; And slew the fat of all their youth , the hopes of Israels name . 31 This done , yet sinn'd they more and more , the more their God to grieve : His wonders slighting , as before , nor would they yet beleeve . 32 He therefore did consume their daies in vanitie , their yeeres , Not close , with Ages kind decaies , but crosse , with hasty feares . 33 On them , when slaughters hand he brought , then home to him retir'd : Then sought him , early then him sought , then after God enquir'd . 34 That God was then their Rocke of strength , they could remember well ; And that the Highest God , at length , was their Redeemer , tell . 35 Yet did their mouth but faigne the while , this was but flat●'ries gloze , Their tongue fram'd this alluring stile , these lies with him to close . 36 Their heart with him was wrong within , his Covenants faith forgot : His mercy covered yet their sin , and them corrupted not . 37 How often his compassions wing , could wind his wrath aside ; And on their heads forbeare to bring his whole displeasures tide . 38 Remembring that they were but flesh , a vapour , whift away : Whose flower may never spring , refresh , but once , and soon decay . 39 How often did they him provoke , the Wildernesse can speake : How often his displeasures stroke , the Deserts saw him breake . 40 Yet turning backe , to sinne they fell , and tempting God againe : The Holy-One of Israel , their limits would containe . 41 Nor minded they his Mighty hand , nor their Redemption-day : When he them freed from Pharaoh's Land , from bondage sent away . 42 What strange designes in Egypt done , what wonders Zoan-plaines : All Ages wonder , equall none , and Memphis yet complaines . 43 He turn'd their rivers into bloud , that thirst it selfe did shrinke , In plenty , poore ; of Nilus floud when Egypt could not drinke . 44 Devouring flies , promiscuous swarmes , to eate them up , he sent ; And fenny frogs importune charmes , corrupting , where they went . 45 He let the Caterpiller eate the fruit of all their soile ; And gave their labours hopefull sweat , to be the Locusts spoile . 46 Their Vines , with haile-stones he destroi'd , their Sycamores with frost : 47 With haile , their heards , their flocks annoi'd , in flames of lightning lost . 48 His indignations fi'rie stripes , his fury on them spent ; And guilty-soules tormenting gripes , by evill Angels sent . 49 He spared not their soule from death , to weigh his angers way , Made man and beast give up their breath , the Pestilences prey . 50 The first of all in Egypt borne , unequall death prevents ; The Principall of strength , the Horne , where Cham had pitch't his Tents . 51 But sorth , like sheep , from tempest fled , he made his people passe ; And , like a flocke in Deserts led , as in deep pasture grasse . 52 He led them safe , and free from feare , their walkes were through the waves ; But drown'd their foes , that here and there had made the sea their graves . 53 And them , he to his Rocke of rest , his holy Border , brought , This Mountaine lov'd above the best , and with his right hand bought . 54 Before them , out the Heath'ns he cast , and shar'd their lot by line ; Where Anak raign'd in Ages past , the shields of Jacob shine . 55 Ingratefull they , their God Most-Hie , yet tempt , afresh provoke : His Testimonies naught set by , with them can beare no stroke . 56 They turne their backes , disloyall grow , and flie their fathers flight : " So starts aside the warping bow , the Archer aiming right . 57 And now , to grate his angry gall , Hill-Altars , Idoll-Groves , Grav'n-Imagery , whereto they fall , his jealous fury moves . 58 This , hearing God , his wrath grew hot , so foule revolt to heare ; So Israel his hatred got , his people held so deare . 59 His Tabernacle he forsooke , that Shilo lov'd so well ; His Tabernacle , where he tooke delight with men , to dwell . 60 His Arke , his Monument of Power , he left in captive bands ; And gave his Glories beauteous flowre into Distressors hands . 61 He chain'd his people to the chance of Tyrants raging blade ; And wroth with his Inheritance , their heads the hostage made . 62 Their young men were untimely driven , of fire to be the food : Their virgins not in marriage given , nor by their praisers woo'd . 63 Their Priests annointed , slaine with glaves , and laid on bloudy Beers : No widowes , on their wedlockes graves , to melt some mourning teares . 64 So wak't the Lord , as after sleep , the rowzed sp'rits refine : Or , as a Giant , sowsed deep in lavish cups of wine . 65 With Hemorroids , on their parts behind , his enemies he smote ; And branded them , and all their kind , with shames eternall note . 66 For Josephs Tent he did refuse , or Ephraims Tribe to move : 67 But Judah's Royall Tribe did chuse , and Sion-Mount his love . 68 There , built his Temples Hornes on hie , his Holy-place so sure , That founded to Eternitie , might firme , as earth , endure . 69 His servant David ( hooke and sling ) he drew from folds of sheep ; And of a Shepherd , made a King , a flocke of soules to keep . 70 From following Ewes , with young ones great , of Jacobs chosen seed : Possest him of a Regall-seat , his Israel to feed . And them within this Holy Land , with perfect heart he fed : Them , with a prudent Pastors hand , ( his flocke ) discreetly led .

PSAL. 79. Deus , venerunt . Psalmus Asaphi . THine Heritage , O God , expil'd , invading Heath'ns laid waste : Thine Holy place have they defil'd , on heapes have Salem cast . 2 The caskasse of thy servants , meat given to the fowle of Heaven ; And of thy Saints , the flesh to eate , to earths wild beast is given . 3 Their bloud , about thy Salem , round , like waters have they shed , Profanely left above the ground , their bones un-buried . 4 Our neighbours neere , on every side , reproach us face to face ; And round about us scorne , deride , and load us with disgrace . 5 How long ? for ever , Lord , how long , before thine anger turne ? O , shall thy jealousie so strong , like fire for ever burne ? 6 Upon the Heath'n powre out thy wrath , and make their Kingdomes flame , Whose heart of thee no knowledge hath , that call not on thy Name . 7 For , they have eat up Jacobs race , his seed , by sword devour'd ; And on his wasted dwelling place , their fire and fury powr'd . 8 Call not our former sins to mind , with speed some mercy shew ; Prevent us with thy bowells kind , whose losse hath brought us low . 9 Help us , God of our health , and make thy Name the glory share : Deliver us , for thy Names sake , our sins in mercy spare . 10 For why live we , to see this day , to beare this by-word home ; To heare the Heath'n-blasphemer say , Where is their God become ? To Heath'ns let this be understood , before our eyes be read ; How deare thy vengeance sells the blood of us thy servants shed . 11 Let prisoners sighes , yet re●king warme , before thee bring their breath : According to thy powerfull arme , reserve the sons of death . 12 And their reproach , which to our paine , our neighbours on thee lay ; Into their bosome , Lord , againe , with seven-fold paine repay . 13 So we , thy peoples pasture sheep , shall ever of thy praise , With thankfull Hymnes , Memorials keep , to Age , and Age of daies .

PSAL. 80. Quiregis Israel . Ad Praestantem , super Sosannim G●eduth . Asaphi Psalmus . SHepheard of Israel , give eare , That Joseph , like a sheep , dost lead , That sitt'st upon the winged-chaire , The Cherubims , cleare up thy head . 2 Before Ephraim , and Benjamin , Before Manasseh , to us come ; Stirre up thy mighty strength herein , And for salvation bring us home . 3 To shew , that saving health is thine , Turne us , O turne to us againe : Cause thou thy face on us to shine , Salvation so shall we attaine . 4 Lord God of Hosts , how long wilt thou , In these extremes of our affaires , Hot-smoaking bend thine angry brow , Against thy peoples humble praiers ? 5 Thou mak'st them eate the bread of teares , Of teares , to drinke in measure great , 6 Our neighbours strife to fill our eares , With scorne , our foes us soule entreat . 7 To shew , that saving health is thine , O God of Hosts , turne us againe , Cause thou thy face on us to shine , Salvation so shall we attaine . 8 A Vine from Egypt hast thou brought , The Heath'ns dis-planted by thy hand , 9 Before thy plant the way hast wrought ▪ Which , taking root , hath fill'd the Land . 10 The Hills were covered with the shade , That from her fanne of leaves did fall ; For cold , for heat , kind shelter made , Her stature , like Gods Cedars , tall . 11 Her branches bound the sea , a Crowne , Her boughes be-deck't Euphrâtes shore ▪ 12 Her hedge , why hast thou broken downe , That passers-by , her clusters tore ? 13 To root it up , the woods wild Boare , To rend it downe , the fields wild Beasts , All glutted with her purple gore , Were this faire Vines unfitting guests . 14 Returne , O God of Hosts , and now , With eyes , than light , that brighter shine , Looke downe from Heaven upon this bough , Behold , and visit thou this Vine . 15 This Vine , the strength of thy right hand , Stock , burnt with fire , the boughes cut downe ; 16 Sonne , for thy selfe made strong to stand , They perish at thy faces frowne . 15 Upon the Man of thy right hand , O let thy hand continue long ; Upon the Son of man let stand , Whom for thy selfe thou mad'st so strong . 18 So no revolt of ours shall give , Our backes to thee , to brand with shame , O , quicken us , and we shall live ; And living , call upon thy Name . 19 To shew , that saving health is thine , Lord God of Hosts , turne us againe ; And cause on us thy face to shine , Salvation so shall we attaine .

PSAL. 81. Exultate Deo . Ad Praestantem , super Gitti●h , Asaphi . TO God , our strength , with joyfull voice , in triumph let us sing : To Jacobs God , with echoing noise , make we the aire to ring . 2 Take up the Psalmes sweet melodie , the sounding Timbrell bring : The pleasant Harp , the Psalterie , straine voice , and wind , and string . 3 Blow up the Trumpet , when the Moone , her silver hornes renewes : At solemne feast , as to have done , on our high day we use . 4 For this a statute was ordain'd , to Israel fore-told : A Rite to Jacobs God retain'd , for Jacobs sons to hold . 5 In Joseph was this witnesse cleer'd , when he from Pharaoh's land Went forth , a language there I heard , I did not understand . 6 " I eas'd him of the burthen there , that on his shoulders lay ; His palmes by me delivered were , from carrying hods of clay . 7 Thou call'dst me in distresse , thy yoke of bondage I remov'd ; To thee in cloud of thunder spoke , at Meribah thee prov'd . Selah . 8 Heare , O my people , my Record , and I will witnesse beare ; O Israel , to this my word , give thou but heedfull eare . 9 Strange God in thee there shall none be , nor worship shalt thou spend , To any other God but me , thine humbled knee to bend . 10 I , that from Egypt up thee brought , the Lord thy God am still ; Whom land nor sea can fill , thy throat wide open , I shall fill . 11 But this my people would not heare , my voice could not attone ; Of me , for favour nor for feare , my Israel would none . 12 On this revolt , and breach of trust , did I from him depart ; And sent them , to pursue their lust , the counsels of their heart . 13 O , had their eare my people bent , in their declining daies , Had Israel his wandrings spent in walking in my waies . 14 Their foes I should have soon put downe , that now against them stand ; On their distressors heads have throwne my wraths directed hand . 15 The haters of the Lord , with lies , confounded had been found ; But of their favour , in his eies , had boundlesse been the bound . 16 With fat of wheat would I have fed his hunger , highly priz'd ; And from the Rocke , with honey shed , would I have thee suffic'd .

PSAL. 82. Deus stetit in Synagoga . Psalmus Asaphi . WIth Princes ( peoples heads ) the head of Princes , God doth stand , Great Judge amidst the gods to plead , with Judges of the land . 2 How long will ye Judge evill good , in wrongs no measure kept : Of wicked heads , preferre the hood , the faces , well accept ? 3 The weake , and fatherlesse befriend , that Justice judge them right ; The needy and distrest defend , from over-bearing might . 4 The weakling , and the poore discharge , that they may live un-harm'd , Them , from the powerfull hand enlarge , which wickednesse hath arm'd . 5 They know not , neither understand , their walkes in darknesse end : Move all foundations of the Land , it moves them not to mend . 6 That ye are Gods , so said have I , sons of the Highest , all : 7 Yet sure , ye Gods , like men shall die , and , one with Princes , fall . 8 Great Judge on earth , of Kingdomes King , thy selfe , O God , advance : For , all the Nations shalt thou bring to thine Inheritance .

PSAL. 83. Deus , quis ? Canticum Psalmi Asaph . CEase nor , as deafe , O God , so long , so long hold not thy peace : In silence still keep not thy tongue , O God , thy ceasing cease . 2 For loe , thy foes a tumult make , rheir troupes against us lead ; And they that hate thee , for our sake , have lifted up their head . 3 Against thy people they discourse , in consultations : Contriving fraud with open force , against thy secret ones . 4 Come , Let us cut them off ( they said ) that Nation never more , Nor name of Israel decal'd , remembring Age restore . 5 For they have cast with one consent , and strooke a league in heart , Their powerfull armes against thee bent , against us to convert . 6 The Tents of Edom , Ismaelites , with Moabs mis-borne breed : The Hagarens , the Gebalites , and peopled Ammons seed . 7 With them doth Amalek conspire , with them Pelesheth runs : Ashur , with them that dwell at Tyre , arme Lots rebellious sons . Selah . 8 Such end doe thou upon them bring , as Madian Princes tooke : Like Sisara , like Jabin King , that fell at Kishon brooke . 9 Which perished on Endor plaine , where ( monuments of shame ) In dust and bloud , their bodies slaine , as dung on earth became . 10 Let Oreb , and let Zeeb fore-tell theirs , and their Princes fall : As Zebach , and Zalmunnah fell , so fall their Princes all . 11 Which said , " Our Houses to advance , Gods Houses let us take ; And heires of his Inheritance , our heires succeeding , make . 12 Make like a wheele , my God , the race of their outragious lives ; Or , as the winds distemp'red face , the withered stubble drives . 13 As fire , that burneth up the wood , and bares the thickest hold ; Or , as the flame devoures for food the Mountaines sulphur-mold . 14 So with thy tempests wrath dismai'd , pursue them to the death ; And make them with thy storme afraid , to draw their guilty breath . 15 Their brazen faces , brands of shame , their soules , of sorrow , beare , That they , O Lord , may seeke thy Name , if not for love , for feare . 16 Confusion sudden evermore , and trouble them torment ; And give their sinfull lives before , a shamefull deaths event . 17 That they may know , that thou alone , whose name is ETERNALL , On earth thy foot-stoole , Heaven thy Throne , Most-Hie art over all .

PSAL. 84. Quàm dilecta ? Ad Praestantem , super Gittith . Filiorum Choreh Psalmus . HOw amiable ( Lord of Hosts ) thy dwelling places are ? How farre above all other coasts , thy Tents exceed compare ? 2 Lord , of thy Courts , to joy the sight , my longing soule suspires , My flesh , my heart , above delight , the living God desires . 3 The Sparrow finds a roome to rest , from reach of common wrong : The Swallow builds a curious nest , where she may couch her young . 4 They , Lord of Hosts , within thy roofe , even to thine Altars home , My King , my God , without reproofe , ( O me excluded ) come . 5 With them , what blessings dwellers are , that in thy dwellings dwell : A house for thee , their hearts prepare , thy praises shall they tell . Selah . 6 They through the vale of Baca goe , where teares find comforts spring ; And showers , to quench the sighes of woe , in cisterns , blessings bring . 7 So marching on , from strength to strength , them shall their vigour beare ; Till to the God of Gods , at length , in Sion they appeare . 8 Lord God of Hosts , from Heaven thy seat , my supplication heare : To what my praiers of thee entreat , O Jacobs God , give ●are . 9 See who it is that sues for grace , see whom thou hast forsooke : O God , our shield , upon the face of thine annointed looke . 10 For , in thy Courts the sweet content , that one day spent , commends ; Is better than a thousand spent , that elsewhere any spends . More in thine House love I their roome , that at thy threshold sit ; Than in their Tents , my God , to come , that wickednesse commit . 11 For God the Lord our Sun and Shield , will grace and glory give ; And no good thing withhold to yeeld , to them that perfect live . 12 O Lord of Hosts , thy Arme of Power , that Armies powers doth bend ; Shall on the man thy blessings powre , whose hopes on thee depend .

PSAL. 85. Benedixisli Domine . Ad Praestantem , filiis Choreb , Psalmus . NOw art thou gracious Lord become , unto thy chosen Land : Thou hast return'd thy Jacob home , redeem'd from captive hand . 2 Thy peoples faults hast thou forgiven , and covered all their sin : Thy furious wrath away hast driven , and call'd thine anger in . 3 O God of our salvation , see , our former cares encrease : Turne thou to us , turne us to thee , thine indignation cease . 4 For ever wilt thou be displeas'd with us , and never end ? Wilt thou , thine anger un-appeas'd , to Age and Age extend ? 5 Wilt thou not once returne againe , and us to life restore ; That we , thy peoples poore remaine , may joy in thee therefore ? 6 Severely , Lord , as thou hast dealt , to us thy mercy shew : Thy heavie hand , as we have felt , thy saving health bestow . 7 To heare what God the Lord will speake , with heed will I attend : Whose promise he will never breake , but with performance end . For he will cause our pressures cease , and comfort such as mourne ; And to his gracious Saints speake peace , lest they to folly turne . 8 His saving health , sure neere at hand , shall they that feare him win : That glory may in-dwell our land , in glorious made by sin . 9 With Mercy , Truth in one did meet , and hands together strike ; Where Justice , Peace with kisse did greet , and peace return'd the like . 10 Truth , Heaven her place of birth forsooke , out of the earth shall spring ; And Justice downe from Heaven shall looke , a heav'n on earth to bring . 11 The Lord his goodnesse shall expresse , so shall our Land not cease ; The Lord with blessings us to blesse , our Land with fruits encrease . 12 Before his face shall Justice goe , and in the way respect , To put her order'd footsteps so , as he shall them direct .

PSAL. 86. Inclina Domine . Oratio Davidis . INcline thine eare , O Lord , to mee , and heare my humble praier : For poore and needy , I to thee , for answer make repaire . 2 Thee , let my soule her keeper have , for mercifull am I : Thou , O my God , thy servant save , whose hopes on thee relye . 3 Upon thee all day calls my voice , Lord , for thy Graces gift : 4 O , make thy servants soule rejoyce , which , Lord , to thee I list . 5 For thou , O Lord , art good to all , and ready to forgive ; And much in mercy , all that call upon thee , to relieve . 6 Give eare , Lord , what my praier requires , in these extremes of mine ; And of my humble-ey'd desires , unto the voice encline . 7 I , in the day of my distresse , will call aloud to thee ; Nor doubt accesse , nor good successe , for thou wilt answer mee . 8 Among the Gods , O Lord , is none with thee that can compare : Nor like the workes that thou hast done , workes done by any are . 9 All people , Lord , whom thou hast fram'd , shall come and worship thee , And glorious shall thy Name be nam'd , by Nations all that be . For , great thou art , as we have found , by those great marvels done : That neither equall hast , nor bound , thou God , thy selfe alone . 10 My walkes , Lord , in thy way so fit , and in thy truth so frame ; My heart to thee so firmly knit , that I may feare thy Name . 11 To sing , O Lord my God , thy praise , my heart shall wholly tend ; And to thy Name such glory raise , as never shall have end . 12 For towards me thy mercy great , no measure may esteem ; And from in Hell the lowest seat , my soule didst thou redeem . 13 The proud , O God , against me rise , and force with falshood met , Have sought to make my soule their prize , nor thee before them set . 14 Thy pity , streames , Lord God , so strong , as no compassion such : Thy grace abundant , suffrance long , thy Truth and Mercy much . 15 O turne thy face to me at length , as grace hath well begun ; To me thy servant give thy strength , and save thy hand-maids son . Some signe , for good , upon me shew , which let my haters see ; And blush , when thou , O Lord , they know , didst help and comfort mee .

PSAL. 87. Fundamenta ejus . Filiis Choreb . Psalm●● C●n●●ct . LOw , where the hallowed Mountaines fall , lie his foundation-plates ▪ 2 Much more than Jacobs dwellings all , the Lord loves Sion gates . 3 Like glorious things have not been heard , nor moderne , nor of old , To God , thou City most endear'd , as have of thee been told . Selah . 4 In my remembrance Rahab runnes , and Babel , knowing mee : Loe Palestine , and Tyre , thy sonnes , with Cush , there borne was hee . 5 And of thee , Sion , shall be said , the mother of us all , Whom the Most-Hie so firme hath laid , shall man and man thee call . 6 With him , when he the peoples writes , the Lord shall first begin ; And say , when he their names recites , This man was borne therein . Selah . 7 Singers , and Instruments that sound , rejoycers all with mee : Voice , string , wind , water-falls abound , " My springs are all in thee .

PSAL. 88. Domine , Deus Salutis . Canticum Psalmi , filiis Choreh , ad Praestantem , super Mahalath Lignanoth , Maschil , Heman Israïtae . MY crying supplication , Before thee day and night , Lord God of my salvation , 2 Let enter in thy sight . Encline thine eare , and heare mee , My soules full troubles tell , 3 Whose evills trench so neere me , My life drawes neere to Hell . 4 Like them to death betaken , That downe the pit are gone , I seem a man forsaken ; A strength , that strength hath none . 5 Among the dead , free-sleeping , That in the grave lie slaine , Which ( cast out of thy keeping ) Cut from the hand remaine . 6 My head thou hast captived Within the lowest pit , Where I of light deprived , In deeps of darknesse sit . 7 Thy furies heat inflicted , Lies heavie on my crowne , With all thy flouds afflicted , Thy billowes beare me downe . Selah . 8 Set farre from mine acquaintance , To them thou hast me set , Abhorr'd , shut up in durance , Whence out I cannot get . 9 Faint-ey'd , to tuning fall I , Afflictions sobs my Psalmes , On thee , Lord , all day call I , To thee I spread my palmes . 10 Wilt thou from deaths vast Regions , Prodigious shadowes raise ; Of all those Idoll-legions , What one shall sing thy praise ? 11 And shall thy loving kindnesse , Within the garve be told ? Or shall ABADDON'S blindnesse , Thy faithfulnesse unfold ? 12 Thy deeds of Admiration Shall Darknesse bring to light ? Who in Oblivions Nation , Thy Justice shall recite ? 13 But , Lord , to thee sincerely My plaint doe I present ; And in the morning early , My prai'r shall thee prevent . 14 Why , Lord , dost thou reject mee ? Why lay my soule aside ? Why let thine eare neglect mee ? Thy face why dost thou hide ? 15 Afflicted soule , deceasing , Thy ceaslesse stripes I beare , From since my youths increasing , Distraction , doubtfull feare . 16 Thine anger s over grow mee , Thy frightings mee dismay : 17 All round they overflow mee , Like waters , all the day . 18 From mee thou hast removed My friends , my knowne delight , My lovers , my beloved , Are darknesse in my sight .

PSAL. 89. Misericordias Domini . Maschil , Etan Israïtae . THe tender mercies of the Lord shall ever be my song ; So shall my mouth thy truths record , to age and age prolong . 2 For mercy shall be built ( I said ) eternall to endure : The Heav'ns establisht hast thou laid , then Heav'n , thy truth more sure . 3 The Covenant with thy chosen strooke , shall in my mind be borne : The oath , which I to David tooke , to him my servant sworne . 4 For ever , of thy seed to reigne , will I establish one ; To Age and Age that shall remaine , will I build up thy Throne . Selah . 5 In speechlesse speech the Heav'ns , O Lord , thy wondrous workes confesse ; The Saints Assemblies , of thy Word declare the faithfulnesse . 6 For who in Heav'ns high Mansions may with the Lord compare ? Or who among the mighties sons , can equall lordship share ? 7 God is exceeding dreadfull , where his Saints their secret hold ; And round about him full of feare , all-over to behold . 8 Lord God of Hosts , All-powerfull Lord , what power is like to thine ? The splendour of whose faithfull Word , doth round about thee shine . 9 Thou rul'st the swelling of the Seas , proud billowes of the Maine ; Their waves high-rising to appease , and still their stormes againe . 10 The Pharian Rahab didst thou smite , as one that wounded lies : Thou scatt'redst with thine arme of might thy mighty enemies . 11 Thine are the Heav'ns , the earth is thine , the world thy Word did found ; And all within the vast Machine , the plenty of this Round . 12 Thee , North and South , Creatour call , to sing thy Name they run : From Westerne Tabors shady fall , from Chermons rising Sun . 13 Thou hast a Mighty Armes command , extended farre and nie : Of strength resistlesse is thy hand , and thy right hand is hie . 14 With Justice Judgement , Bases stand , supporters of thy Throne ; And Truth with Mercy , hand in hand , before thy face are gone . 15 O people blest , that know aright the Trumpets joyfull sound ; Still walking in thy faces light , shall they , O Lord , be found . 16 For in thy Name shall they delight , all day remembring thee ; And in thy Justice made upright , shall they exalted be . 17 The glory of their strength thou art , to us thy favour borne , Shall be the strengthner of our heart , up-lifter of our Horne . 18 Suffice it , that the Lord alone in our defence we bring : Our shield is of the Holy One of Israel , our King . 19 In Vision , to thy Holy One , then spake thy Spirit , and said , My help have I , to hold the Throne , on one , made Mighty , laid . 20 One of the people , rais'd to lead my flocke , did I appoint , My servant David , and his head , my holy oile annoint . 21 With whom my hand shall be so strong , that strengthned with my arme , Him , nor exacting foe shall wrong , nor sonne of evill harme . 22 And his distressors , from his face , with strokes will I beat downe ; And give my plague a lighting place upon his haters crowne . 23 My faithfulnesse shall be the same , with him my mercy rest ; His Horne shall flourish in my Name , with high-exalted crest . 24 From shore to shore , from land to land , enrich't with unbought goods , I in the sea will set his hand , his right hand in the floods . 25 Himselfe the issue of my stocke , my sonne , and me lie shall , My father thou , my God , the Rocke of my salvation call . 26 And him the first-borne will I give , the Kings of earth above ; With him my love shall ever live , my Covenant faithfull prove . 27 And in their changes to succeed , when times and times are done ; For ever will I set his seed , as daies of Heav'n his Throne . 28 But if my Law his sons forsake , my Judgements walke beside ; Profane my Statutes , faile to take my Precepts for their guide . 29 To visit their misdeeds will I then with the rod begin ; Lay stripes on their iniquitie , and scourge them for their sin . 30 My mercy yet shall no repeale , to part from him prevaile ; Nor I with him will falsly deale , against my faith , nor faile . 31 My covenant shall no change profane , what league my lips did tye : My Holinesse once swore in vaine , if I to David lye . 32 His seed shall ever be : His Throne before me shall appeare , Like Heav'ns bright paire , the Sun , the Moone , that faithfull witnesse beare . 34 But thine Annointed left forsooke , thy wrath hath beaten downe ; The Covenant of thy servant broke , profan'd on earth his Crowne . 35 His hedges all hath overthrowne , wide open flung his folds , Where any fort of his was knowne , to ruine brought his holds . 36 All passengers of him make prey , to neighbours neerer home An object , he of scorne and play a loud reproach become . 37 His foes right hand hast thou up-set , his hands successe to crosse : Their joy , his joyes from him to get , their laughter made his losse . 38 His swords keen edge didst thou abate , his hand in battell bound ; Hast made to cease his glories date , and throwne his throne to ground . 39 His daies of youth hast thou made short , cut off before they came : Un-ripened reapt , but to abort , and wrapt him up with shame . Selah . 40 For ever , Lord , and no returne , how long selfe absent ? How long wilt thou thy wrath shall burne , like fire , and not relent ? 41 Remember , O how swift my time , how short my ages span ? In vaine , why all the sons of slime , hast thou created man ? 42 What strong man lives , and sees not death or who his soule shall save ; And stop the hand that stops his breath , the hand of Hell , the Grave ? Selah . 43 Where , Lord , where are those loves of old , thy former favours borne , So long forborne , so quencht , so cold , thy faith to David sworne ? 44 Remember , Lord , thy servants shames , what foule reproach they heare ; How many ( all great peoples ) blames , I in my bosome beare . 45 Wherewith thy foes , Lord , have reproach't , wherewith reproach't they have : Of thine Annointed scandals broach't , the footsteps to deprave . To Age and Age , as heretofore , among the sons of men : Blest be the Lord for evermore , Amen ( say we ) Amen .

Finis Libri tortii .

LIB. IIII.

PSAL. 90. Domine , refugium . Oratio Mosis Viri Dei . THou , Lord , hast bin our dwelling place , nor other refuge wee ; Nor other found our fathers race , from Age to Age but thee . 2 Before the Mountaines borne were nam'd , of mother earth a part : Before the earth or world were fram'd , eternall God thou ART . 3 Man to his mold dissolv'd thou laist in dust of death , and then , To fraile and contrite earth thou saist , Returne ye sons of men . 4 For yeeres a thousand in thine eies , are but as yesterday ; When past it is , by night ; so flies the wing'd-foot watch away . 5 Thou bearst them as a floud of sleep , that slides along the sand ; As morning deaws on Meddowes weep , that wait the Mowers hand . 6 Whose grasse the rising Sun sees green , and flowring fresh as day ; Which downe at evening mowne is seen , a withered locke of hay . 7 For as thine anger waxeth great , so we consume withall ; And troubled at thy furies heat , how sudden is our fall ? 8 Our faults , that feare or shame would hide , before thee hast thou set ; And at thy faces light descri'd , our secret sins are met . 9 For when thy wrath on us is brought , then all our daies decline : Our yeeres consume we as a thought , our blast of breath resigne . 10 Our daies are threescore yeeres and ten , fourscore , if strength supply , Pride reapt with paine , and ( wretched men ) how soon away we flie ? 11 Who knowes what power thine anger hath , who hath the power to beare ? Sure , best the fury of thy wrath , is measur'd by thy feare . 12 O teach us then to know our daies , their number so to try , That taught by thee to wisedomes waies , our hearts we may apply . 13 Returne , O Lord , how long ? at last , O let it thee repent : Of thy displeasures bitter blast , against thy servants bent . 14 And let thy mercies morning deaw , upon us downe distill ; So all our daies of life ( a few ) shall joy and gladnesse fill . 15 Like joyfull daies , as while by thee afflicted we have been ; Good yeeres , like many , let us see , as evill we have seen . 16 And what thy hand for us hath wrought , to us thy servants shew ; And what thy glory forth hath brought , make thou our sons to know . 17 And , Lord our God , on us let stand , thy pleasing graciousnesse : To prosper what we take in hand , our handy worke to blesse .

PSAL. 91. Qui habitat . HE that with him , that is Most-Hie , in secret shall abide , Shall to th' Almighties shadow flie , his safe-lodg'd head to hide . 2 With him : " My refuge , thou , my Fort , ( say to the Lord will I ; ) My God , with whom in safeties Port , my hopes at anchor lie . 3 He , where the Fowler sets his snare , shall set thee free from thence ; And to preserve thee have a care , from woefull Pestilence . 4 His wing , to over-shade thee spread , his plumes thy confidence : His Truth a shield to save thy head , a buckler for defence . 5 Nor shall thee , terrour of the night , nor arrow shot by day : 6 Nor Plague , that walkes in darkness , smite , nor noon-tide-KETEB slay . 7 A thousand fall beside thee shall , yet thou not fall thereby : Ten thousand at thy right hand fall , yet thee no Plague come nie . 8 This onely shall thine eye behold , what payment for their paine : For what reward their service sold , what hire the wicked gaine . 9 Because thou , Lord ( my hope hath said ) my hope dost fortifie ; The Mansion of my hope is laid in him , that is Most-Hie . 10 There shall no evill thee befall , thy Tent no Plague annoy : 11 Thy keepers , he his Angels shall in all thy waies employ . 12 And they , to beare thee up from ground , shall joyne their palmes in one : Thy foot , lest lightly thou shouldst wound , or dash against a stone . 13 Upon the Lion shalt thou tread , upon the Aspikes crowne : The Lions whelp , the Dragons head , thy foot shall trample downe . 14 Because on me he set his love , whence his deliverance came ; Him will I set his harmes above , for he hath knowne my Name . 15 His calling on me will I heare , and answer his entreat : Be with him in distresse , set cleare , and make his honour great . 16 Long life on him will I bestow , and fill him full of daies ; And unto him the splendour shew of my salvations rayes .

PSAL. 92. Bonum est confiteri . Ad diem Sabbathi . TO praise the Lord , is to present a good and gracious thing ; And , O Most-Hie , a day well spent , Psalmes to thy Name to sing . 2 When for my morning songs delight , I strike thy Mercies string : Still-musicke , when to silent night , thy faithfulnesse I sing . 3 To touch the ten-string'd Lute with art , on Psalterie to sound ; The meditation of my heart , to make my Harp expound . 4 For thou , O Lord , hast made me glad , such worke thou bringst about ; And such successe thy hands have had , that I for joy will shout . 5 Thine actions are , O Lord , how great ? thy thoughts exceeding deep , Whereof the brute hath no conceit , the foolish takes no keep . 6 When , like the grasse , the wicked growes , to evill doers nie : Their endlesse fall , their flowre fore-shewes ; thou Lord , for ever hie . 8 For , loe thy foes , Lord , loe thy foes , their ruines time attends ; And wicked workers worke the woes , that worke them wofull ends . 9 But like the Unicorne's , my Horne , exalted shall appeare : And with fresh Oyle , mine Age , unworne , annointed , shall I beare ; 10 With envious eyes , who me behold , their fall shall feed mine eyes , Mine eyes shall heare their ruine told , that up against me rise . 11 The Just shall like a Palm tree spread , what blast soever blowes , And Cedar-like , lift up his head , in Lebanon that growes . 12 The planted , where the Lord doth dwell , the plants there rooted deep ; Within the Courts shall prosper well , where house our God doth keep . 13 Their graynesse fruit yet forth shall bring , no Ages grievance , seene : Their Almond-tree , their Autumne-spring , shall sprout out fat and greene . 14 That they may shew , and men may see , the Lord to be upright ; That no unrighteousnesse can be in him , my Rocke of might .

PSAL. 93. Dominus regnaoit . THe Lord raignes Soveraigne Governour , is cloth'd with glory bright : The Lord is cloth'd in robes of power , hath girt himselfe with might . The world is also made so sure , to be remov'd by none : 2 From then , establisht to endure , eternall is thy Throne . 3 The flouds up-rais'd , Lord , make a noise , with mouthes , like gaping graves , The flouds have lifted up their voice , the flouds lift up their waves . 4 When many waters voices crie , and winds raise mighty seas , More mighty he that sits on hie , the Lord can them appease . 5 Thy Testimonies are the summes of very faithfull sayes : Thine House , Lord , Holinesse becomes , to endlesse length of daies .

PSAL. 94. Deus ultionum . LOrd God , to whom revenge belongs , set forth thy selfe thereto : O God , avenger of all wrongs , shew what thy power can doe . 2 Judge of the earth , lift up thy head , the proud hit up their hearts ; Upon the haughty-hearted tread , reward them their deserts . 3 How long insult , O Lord , how long shall wicked , wicked scorne , Contriving , executing wrong , with such delight be borne ? 4 How long shall wicked workers speake the language of disdaine ; And forth in such proud boastings breake their mischiefes , bred with paine ? 5 Thy people , Lord , they bruise , they bray , thine heritage oppresse : The widow and the stranger slay , strike dead the fatherlesse . 6 God shall not looke ( say they ) so nie , and who shall make him know ? 7 The God of Jacob is too hie , to understand so low . 8 Unwise among the people heed , in time your selves advise , Before too farre your pride proceed : Fooles , when will ye be wise ? 9 Shall he , whose hand did plant the eare , of hearing have no sense ? Nor sight , the eyes great Enginer , that form'd their sevenfold fense ? 10 He that whole Nations doth chastise , his censure who shall beare ? He that in knowledge schooles the wise , his compasse who shall steere ? 11 The Lord , he knowes mans thoughts ( vaine foole ) to vaine conclusions draw : 12 Blest ( Lord ) the man thou sett'st to schoole , and lesson'st in thy Law . 13 To give him , from the evill daies , in quiet rest to sit : From them that follow wicked waies , untill be digg'd the pit . 14 His people want the Lord may make , yet will not leave them there ; Nor his Inheritance forsake , howbeit , sometime forbeare . 15 But Judgement shall to Justice fall , to Righteousnesse revert ; And after it shall follow all that are upright in heart . 16 Against the evill doers head , with me who lifts a hand ? Against iniquitie to plead , on my part who will stand ? 17 If from the Lord , that never failes , some help I had not felt , My soule had then ( that now prevailes ) almost in silence dwelt . 18 When , Lord , I said my foot did move , thy mercy was my stay ; My soules delights ( thy comforts ) drove my clouds of thoughts away . 19 Of Tyran-evills shall the throne have fellowship with thee ; Whose shadow'd lusts , for law have gone , of mischiefe make decree ? 20 The Just mans soule they hunt by troupes , condemne the guiltlesse blood : 21 My refuge yet , the Lord , my hopes , my God their Rocke , makes good . 22 On them the Lord shall cause to fall their painfull wickednesse : Suppresse them in their malice shall , our God shall them suppresse .

PSAL. 95. Venite , exultemus . COme to the Lord , sing joyfully , let us together flocke ; And shout aloud triumphantly , in our Salvations Rocke . 2 His face with praise let us prevent , in him with Psalmes rejoyce : Triumphant shouts to him present , and make a cheerfull noise . 3 For why ? the Lord our God is great , a mighty King he is : Above all gods , the Soveraigne seat , the power Imperiall his . 4 The deeps of earth are in his hand , his , is the strength of Hills : The shore-bound sea , the dry-laid land , his hand that form'd , fulfills . 5 O come , and let us then adore , due worship yeeld him all ; And prostrate on our knees , before the Lord our Maker fall . 6 For in his folds and fields is he our God , that doth us keep : The pasture his , his people we , we of his hand the sheep . 7 To day his voice if ye will heare , then harden not your hearts : In Meribah , like them that were , in Massah's Desert parts . 8 That day your fathers faulty were , shooke off their former awe : 9 To tempt Me fell , to prove Me there , and yet my workes they saw . 10 To whom ( said I ) with griefe de ferr'd , full forty yeeres of da●es , This people in their heart have err'd , and have not knowne my waies . 11 To whom I swore it in my wrath , hot boiling in my brest : If ever — : witnesse this mine oath , they enter not my rest .

PSAL. 96. Canta●e Domino . SIng to the Lord a new set song , that all the earth may sing ; That all , that to the Lord belong , his praise aloud may ring . 2 Sing to the Lord , and blesse his Name , where-ever day doth dwell ; Good tidings day by day proclaime , of his salvation tell . 3 Among the Heath'ns his glory shew , to Nations farre and neere ; His wonders let the people know , with wondrous gladnesse heare . 4 For great the Lord , his greatnesse more , than can by praise be prais'd : All other gods above , before , his feare is to be rais'd . 5 For all the gods among the Heath'ns , are off-gods , Idols vaine : The Lord is he that made the Heav'ns , of Heav'ns , that holds the reine . 6 Before him beames of glory bright , and Majestie bowe downe : His Sanctuary , marchlesse might , and beauteous glory crowne . 7 Ascribe unto the Lord , ascribe of every line that live ; Of all the people , every tribe , all power and glory give . 8 Give to the Lord the honour'd Name , that with his glory sorts : Take up an offring to the same , and come into his Courts . 9 In honour of his Holy place , before the Lord appeare : Bowe downe your selves , and at his face stand all the earth in feare . 10 The Lord ( so tell the Nations ) raignes , establisht by his might : That he , the world unmov'd containes , shall judge the people right . 11 Let Heav'ns ( the havens of joy ) rejoyce , and let the earth be glad ; The sea set forth his roaring voice , in all his plenty clad . 12 Field , and what ever clothes the field , shout out in speechlesse noise ; All trees , that Frith or Forrest yeeld , before the Lord rejoyce . 13 Because he comes , because he comes , with Judgement in his mouth , To judge the world with righteous doomes , earths people with his Truth .

PSAL. 97. Dominus regnavit . REjoyce let earths whole Continent , it is the Lord that raignes : Be glad , ye many Islands , pent within the Maines demaines . 2 About him clouds and darknesse round , obscur'd the light that shone : With Justice , Judgement laid the ground , the Bases of his Throne . 3 Consuming fire before him goes , that flaming from on hie , On every side pursues his foes , them following where they slie . 4 His lightnings at the world shoot light , which bright , but dreadfull shines ; The earth lies trembling at the sight , and from her hinge declines . 5 In presence when the Lord appear'd , like waxe , the Mountaines melt : The Lord of all the earth they fear'd , his presence ( trembling ) felt . 6 His Justice , as the Heavens declare , whose Ministers they be ; On earth how great his glories are , so all the people see . 7 Graven Images all they that serve , confusion stands before ; That boast of Idols , whom they carve , him , all ye gods , adore . 8 This Sion heard , and joy'd to heare , that such successe they had ; Thy ●udgements , Lord , with reverend feare , made Judah's daughters glad . 9 For thou , O Lord , ●ar higher art , than all the earth is hie ; No height , to thy heights lowest part , of all the gods comes nie . 10 Hate evill , ye that love the Lord , who for his Saints doth stand ; His servants favour'd-soules restor'd , to free from wicked hand . 11 A light is for the Just one sowne , whose crop shall come to light : From whence shall sheaves of joy be mow'n , by men in heart upright . 12 Ye ●ust then in the Lord rejoyce , your musicke make his praise : His Holinesse , with thankfull voice , remembring to up-raise .

PSAL. 98. Cantate Domino . SIng to the Lord a new-set song , for wonders hath he done : With holy Arme , whose right hand strong , hath his Salvation wonne . 2 His saving health the Lord made knowne , the Nations eyes beheld : His Justice to the people shewne , hath he himselfe reveal'd . 3 His Truth and Mercy , mindfull friends to Israels house have been ; And of the earth , have all the ends , our Gods Salvation seen . 4 Shout to the Lord a cheerfull cry , let all the earth up-raise : Shout out , rejoyce triumphantly , in joyfull Psalmes sing praise . 5 Sing Psalmes with Harp , with Harp & Voice , Psalmes to th' Eternall sing ; 6 With Trumpets sound , with Cornets noise , before the Lord the King . 7 Roare sea , and all that sea full fills , world , and world-dwellers all : 8 High-rising rivers , high-borne Hills , clap hands , to shouting fall 9 Before the Lord : for he in ●ight , to judge the earth is come : To give the world his judgements right , the peoples equall doome .

PSAL. 99. Dominus regnavit . THe Lord is King , though peoples sits , his raigne ( in rage ) reprove : Between the Cherubims he sits , let earths foundations move . 2 The Lord is great in Zions fame , above all people hie : 3 Great , fearfull , holy is his Name , let their confession crie . 4 Strength-strengthning Judgement loves the King , of Righteousnesse his Throne : With Justice Judgement stablishing , in Jacob hast thou done . 5 The Lord our God , as it is meet , exalt , and prostrate all ; Before the footstoole of his feet , ( for he is Holy ) fall . 6 With Moses , Aarons Priests enstall'd , and Samuel , on his Name , With them that call , on JAH they call'd , the Lord then answer'd them . 7 He from the cloudy Pillar spoke , they in obedience have His Testimonies kept unbroke , the Law to them he gave . 8 Thou Lord our God didst answer make , their pardoning God thou we●t ; Yet did thy vengeance overtake , and their inventions thwart . 9 Exalt the Lord our God , before his holy Mountaine all ; ( For Holy is our God ) therefore bowe downe your selves , and fall .

PSAL. 100. Iubilate De● . Psalmus , ad Confessionem . SIng loud unto the Lord a song , that all the earth may ring : 2 With gladnesse serve the Lord among , before him come and sing . 3 Know that the Lord is God , that he , not we our selves did make : His pasture-sheep , his people , we from him our being take . 4 Goe in his gates , your thankes proclaime , his praise within his Cour●s : To praise him , and to blesse his Name , make thither your resorts . 5 For good and gracious is the Lord , his Mercy never ends : The truth of his eternall Word , to Age and Age extends .

PSAL. 101. Misericordiam & Iudicium . Davidis Psalmus . WHat Mercy , and what Judgement say , Lord , I will sing to thee : 2 And wisely take the perfect way , when thou shalt come to mee . 3 My selfe will good example give , to walke with upright heart ; And others , as I live , to live , amidst my house convert . 3 I will not in mine eyes , abide a word of Belial : I hate their worke , that turne aside , nor cleave to me it shall : 4 A froward heart , an evill man , from me unknowne depart : 5 Detractors tongue , nor beare I can , proud looke , nor large of heart . 6 The faithfull of the Land mine eyes so●t out with me to sit ; In perfect way , whose walking lies , for me is servant fit . 7 Within mine house deceitfull wight there shall not any dwell ; Nor be establisht in my sight , whose lips doth leasings tell . 8 The wicked all out of the land , my morning search shall shut , That from Gods City may my hand all evill doers cut .

PSAL. 102. Domine , exaudi . Oratio afflicti , cùm obruitur , & ef●undit coram Domino meditationem suam . IN my distresse to comfort me , yet heare , O Lord , my praier ; And let the crying unto thee of my complaint repaire . 2 Hide not thy face from me this day , when trouble tells my need : Incline thine eare , and heare me pray , to answer me make speed . 3 For here my daies consum'd on earth , away like smoake are gone : My bones are burnt up , lie an hearth of fire-out-eaten stone . 4 My heart is smitten downe for dead , and withred as the grasse ; That I , to eate my daily bread , forgetfull , overpasse . 5 My breast , my sorrowes uncouth Inne , breathes forth such broken groanes , My flesh but knits up with my skinne , a sacke of saplesse bones . 6 So mournes the Wildernesses Foule , the Hermit-Pellican : In Dese●t shades so shri●kes the Owle , portending spells of bane . 7 I watch the widow'd Sparrowes watch , on houses ridge alone , That of ( her better halfe ) her match , bewailes the comfort gone . 8 Reproaches bitter gall , my foes cast daily in my dish ; And in their madnesse make my woes , the measure of their wish . 9 For I , when faintnesse would be fed , and thirst no longer beares , Have eaten ashes as my bread , and blent my drinkes with teares . 10 Thine angry threat so sore doth lie , so fierce thy wrath doth grow ; Thy hand but heav'd me up so hie to hurle me downe as low . 11 The shadow of my daies declin'd , my light in darknesse spends ; Like withred grasse my breath resign'd , the house of death attends . 12 But thou , O Lord , one and the same , for ever dost reside ; And this Memoriall of thy Name , shall age and age abide . 13 Thou to thy mercies seat shalt climbe , and bring thy Sion home : For now of mercy is the time , ( the time appointed ) come . 14 Now , though thy servants nought relieve , delight her stones yet move : To see her in the dust they grieve , and yet her dust they love . 15 Thy Name , O lord , the Heath'ns shall feare , to find what thou hast done ; And all the Kings on earth , to heare what glory thou hast wonne . 16 When Sion up the Lord to build , in glory shall appeare : 17 He to the lowlies praier shall yeeld , nor them despise to heare . 18 This writing shall remaine un-worne , when after-age shall live ; And praise , the people yet un-borne , unto the Lord shall give . For from his Sanctuaries height , he downe did cast his looke : The Lord from Heaven did vaile his sight , when earths survey he tooke . 20 To heare the heavie groanes of those , that draw imprison'd breath ; From chimes of iron chaines to loose the eldest sonnes of death . 21 That of the Lord their tongues the Name in Sion may declare ; And in Jerusalem proclaime his praises what they are . 22 When Nations , from their farthest home , together gathred meet : To serve the Lord , when Soveraignes come , and Kingdomes kisse his feet . 23 My strength , when able strength began , he weakned in my waies : Cut off my pilgrimages span , and shorter made my daies . 24 I said , my God , post not my Sunne at noone to mid-nights stage ; My race of daies is halfe to runne , thy yeeres are Age and Age. 25 The earths foundations , on their weight , thou Lord hast laid of old : Those lamps of Heaven , their orbes , their height , thy fingers did enfold . 26 When they shall perish , thou shalt hold the Centre of thy yeeres : They , as a garment , all waxe old , as chang'd , a vesture weares . 27 But thee , for evermore the same , no compasse comprehends ; And of thy yeeres eternall frame , the circle never ends . 28 Thy servants children shall succeed , to stand before thee fast ; And last-succeeding times , their seed succeeding , shall out-last .

PSAL. 103. Benedic anima . D●vidis . MY soule , and every secret part , within my bodies frame , To praise the Lord assist my heart , to blesse his holy Name . 2 To blesse the Lord , let nothing let my soule thy ready way : No benefit of his forget , with praises to repay . 3 Which pardoning all thy sins fore-past , w●●h thee in mercy deales ; To cure thy frailties doth fore-cast , and all thy sicknesse heales . 4 Which frees thy life from going downe into corruptions Pit ; His mercies and Compassions Crowne upon thine head doth fit . 5 With good things , to thy hearts desire , which satiates thy mouth ; And , Eagle-like , renewes the fire , in embers of thy youth . 6 To Justices the Lord gives light , he guides the ballance best ; And Judgements executes aright , to all that are opprest . 7 His waies he made to Moses knowne , the limits of his Law : His wondrous actions , all his owne , the sons of Israel saw . 8 Compassion from the Lord doth flow , for clemencie none such ; Of suffrance long , to anger flow , his tender mercy much . 9 His censure checkes not each offence , he will not alwaies chide ; Nor keep his anger in suspense , for ever to abide . 10 He hath not , as our sins require , with us severely dealt ; Nor our iniquities like hire , to our deserts have felt . 11 But , as the Heavens unmeasur'd height , above the earth is hie ; Such is his Mercies matchlesse might , to them that feare him , nie . 12 As far as whore the Sunne begins , to where he sets the day ; So farre hath he remov'd our sins , and rid his wrath away . 13 As with compassion on his sons , a fathers bowells melt ; So in the Lord compassion runs , by them that feare him , felt . 14 For to the mold he knowes we must , whereof our masse was made : Remembers that we be but dust , our Harbinger , the spade . 15 The daies of man , as of the grasse , attend the sithe of death : As flower in field , his flower doth passe , and withreth with a breath . 16 A blast of wind upon it blew , and then it ceast to grow ; Then ceast to be , and where it grew , the place no more did know , 17 To them the Lord is ever kind , that to his feare doe cleave ▪ Them shall the childrens children find , his Justice shall not leave . 18 On them , that to his Covenant bind their hearts observance strait ; And his Commandments beare in mind to practise , Mercies wait . 19 The Lord hath firmly for his stall in Heav'ns prepar'd his Throne : His Kingdomes Scepter over all hath Soveraigntie alone . 20 O ye his Angels , blesse the Lord , y● that in strength excell ; That doe his Word , and of his Word attend the voices spell . 21 Blesse ye the Lord , all ye his Hosts , his Armies at his will ; His Cursitors in all his coasts , his pleasure to fulfill . 22 All ye his workes , that where he reignes , all places may afford : To blesse the Lord employ your paines , may soule , blesse thou the Lord .

PSAL. 104. Benedic anima . SIng to the Lord , my soule , sing praise ; Thou Lord my God art wondrous great , Whose vestures golden-circled raies , With beauteous glory crowne thy seat . 2 Which deck'st thy selfe , as with a robe , With light , that never eye attain'd ; Which for thy vaile about earths globe , The Canopie of Heaven hast strain'd . 3 His roofes with starre-set seas he seeles , Their beames in plates of waters binds , Ascends the clouds , his chariot wheeles , And walkes upon the long-wing'd winds . 4 He makes his Angels messengers , And with his Spirit their spirits inspires ; Sends forth his Judgements ministers , The lightning-foo●ed flames of fires . 5 The earth upon her Bases laid , To one so equall point he drove , To one so stedfast Center weigh'd , As never weight her weight might move . 6 As with a garment , with the deep , Thou coveredst earth : the Maine 〈◊〉 Maine sea above the Mountaines steep , Above the Mount of Ararat . 7 At thy rebuke the waters fled , Thy thunders voice them rid away . 8 The Hills un-heald , held up their head , The Vallies , where thou laidst them , lay . 9 The Waters bound didst thou ordaine , Bound , which they should not dare to passe , Nor ever more returne againe , To drowne the earth , as once it was . 10 He into Vallies sends his springs , To dye their dusty mantles green ; From Rock-rent heads their current brings , To walke the Mountaine veines between . 11 Whose channels having cheer'd the field , And to the earth given moisture first , To all the wild Beasts beaverage yeeld , There breake the Onagers their thirst . 12 The Foules of heaven their housholds bring , And there in notes of Natures choice , Their Makers Halelu-jahs sing ; Between the branches give the voice . 13 Upon the Mountaines garden-land , His deawes are from his Limbecks still'd : With store , without mans helping hand , ( Fruit of thy workes ) the earth is fill'd . 14 For cattell makes he grasse to grow , And herbe for use of earthly man , Whose simples , who so wise , that know As well for meat , as medicine can . 15 The earth to bring forth bread and wine , The wine , with joy that swells the veines , With oile , that makes mans face to shine , And bread , that strength of heart sustaines . 16 The trees of God are fill'd with sap , The Cedar trees of Lebanon , Which he hath planted on the lap Of earth , for them to feed upon . 17 That there their nests the Birds may build , The kind-love Storke , in Pine-tree grove , 18 High Mountaine cliffes the Roe-deere wild , Safe-sheltring Rockes the Conies love , 19 The Moon ne made for certain tides , Constant in her inconstant face : The Sun , that daily progresse rides , Of his dismounting knowes the place . 20 Thou puttest darknesse , darknesse , night ; Then all the woods wild Beasts forth creep , By prey that live , and love not light , ( Then harmfull wake , when harmlesse sleep . ) 21 Fierce Lions roaring for their prey , Their food of life from God request : 22 The Sun gets up , they get away , And in their dens couch downe to rest : 23 Then out goes man , to take in hand His worke , till night his travell end , With toiling Beast from labour'd land , Till evening home him weary send . 24 Thy workes , O Lord , how many are , In wisedome hast thou made them all , The earths abundance is thy care , Whose riches thee Creatour call . 25 This sea , so great wide-handed deep , Thou foundedst , fathom'st , fillst the seat , Where kinds innumerable creep , Lords of the sinne , both small and great . 26 There ships their course by compasse can , And cut the Maine , to make their way : There walkes the vast Leviathan , Whom thou therein hast form'd for play . 27 These all on thee attentive looke , That thou in season give them food ; 28 Thou giv'st , they take , and having tooke , From thy free hand are fill'd with good . 29 Thou hid'st from them thy faces day , They at so sudden trouble mourne ; Their spirit thou tak'st ( their breath ) away , They to their dust againe returne . 30 Againe , thou sendest forth thy Spirit , Whence they created , take their birth , Which ( by traduction ) they inherit . As thou renew'st the face of earth . 31 The glory of the Lord shall shine For ever in eternall light : Which length of time shall not confine , The Lord shall in his workes delight . 32 The earth stands trembling at his looke , Unable to endure his sight : Let him but touch , the Mountaines smoake , And clothe the earth in clouds of night . 33 Sing to the Lord will I so long , As life in mee leaves any breath : Sung to the Lord shall be my song , Untill my being be in death . 34 My Muse on him shall sweetly call , And in the Lord rejoyce with me : 35 Consum'd from earth let sinners fall , And wicked men no more let be .

PSAL. 105. Confitemini Domino . COnfessing to the Lord , give thankes , and call upon his Name : Make knowne among the peoples rankes , his powerfull acts proclaime . 2 Sing ye to him , to him sing praise , a Psalme that shall excell : His praise-excelling workes up-raise , of all his wonders tell . 3 His holy Name your glory make . and let their heart rejoyce , That for the Lord all joy forsake , to seeke him set their choice . 4 O seeke the Lord with zealous mind , his Oracle of grace ; His Arke of strength enquire to find , seeke evermore his face . 5 His marvels done , his wonders heed , his mouths expressions : 6 O ye his servant Abrams seed , his chosen Jacobs sons . 7 He is the Lord our God , whose care in us hath speciall right : In all the earth his Judgements are , in every Nations sight . 8 His Covenant he doth ever mind , his words command fore-past ; That childrens childrens seed should find a thousand ages last . 9 This Covenant he with Abram strooke , to Isaac swore to pay : 10 To Jacob for a Law betooke , to Israel for aye . 11 Thine off-spring ( saying ) to advance . I Cana'n land will give , The line of thine Inheritance , wherein thy seed shall live . 12 When few of number , meanes bereft , they strangers in the land : 13 One Nation for another left , as Kingdomes came to band . 14 To doe them wrong , he suffred none ▪ even Kings for them he charm'd : 15 " Of mine Annointed touch not one , nor see my Prophets harm'd . 16 He call'd a famine on the Land , so long with plenty fed : To weaken their ingratefull hand , brake all the staffe of bread . 17 Before them , for the dearth fore-told , he sent a man at last ; Young Joseph , for a servant sold , and into prison cast . 18 His se et in setters fast they pent , where wrung , and wrested long , His soule , into the iron went , into his soule , the wrong . 19 Untill his cause for sentence cri'd , his innocence to scan : Untill by word the Lord had tri'd , what worth was in the man . 20 The King would his discharger be , for his deliverance sent : The peoples Ruler set him free from fault , from punishment . 21 Lord of his house he him assign'd , his substance to assise : 22 His Princes to his soule to bind , and make his Elders wise . 23 So Israel into Egypt came , from Cana'ns better clime ; And Jacob in the land of Cham , did sojourne for a time . 24 His people mightily encrease , then their oppressors made A Nation more secure for peace , and stronger to invade . 25 Yet Egypts heart averse was felt , his people they did hate ; And doubly with his servants dealt , unjustly held debate . 26 His servant Moses then he sent , and Aarons chosen head : 27 Words of his signes among them spent , in Cham his wonders spread . 28 His Word in darknesse cloth'd the light , three daies continued they In darknesse , darker than the night , and did not disobey . 28 He turn'd their waters into bloud , their fi●h flung dead on shore ; Chang'd Nilus to a noisome flood , her silver streames to gore . 30 Their land in legions brought forth frogs , in field , in house , in hall : In Kings bed-chambers , as in bogs , the loathsome Paddockes crawle . 31 He spake the word , and in a trice , a cloud of Vermine arm'd , Wing'd-Flies , and Infantries of Lice , in all their quarters swarm'd . 32 For showers of raine from gentler hand , he flung them stones of haile ; And flames of fire , that made their land of flocke and fruit to faile . 33 With storme their Vine , their Fig-tree strook , most fruitfull , most of all ; Of Trees throughout their border broke the highest , soonest fall . 34 Of Grashoppers a mighty presse , his word inspir'd with pow'r ; And Caterpiller numberlesse , 35 All herbes and fruit devoure . 36 In Egypt all their eldest borne , with hand of death he smote ; The prime of all their fleece was shorne , their strongest men of no●e . 37 He brought them forth ( these wonders done ) with silver and with gold : Among their Tribes there was not one , a feeble person told . 38 At their departure Egypt glad , was of their stay affraid ; So lately to forsake them , sad , now loth to see them stai'd . 39 A covering of a cloud he spread , to shade the heat of day : Of fire by night , a lamp to lead , and light them on their way . 40 Of Quaile , he brought at their request a showre , that downe did raine ; And with the bread of Heaven them blest , suffic'd with Angels graine . 41 The Rocke of stone made open flie , with waters stor'd the land , That rivers ran in places drie , ●●here late lay Desert sand . 42 His holy promise held so fast , from time it first began To Abraham his servant past , in his remembrance ran . 43 With joy his people forth he brought , his chosen with a shout : 44 And gave them lands , and labours wrought of Heath'ns , for them cast out : 45 Observe his statutes , that they might , and of his holy Word The Lawes obey , and learne aright to practise : Praise the Lord . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 106. Confitemint . Halelu-jah . THe Lord is good , with thankes confesse , his Mercy hath no end : 2 The Lords great powers who can expresse ? who all his praise commend ? 3 What blessings kept for them remaine , that Judgements keepers are ! For him , that Justice to maintaine , at all times sets his care ! 4 Remember , Lord , I numbred be with them thou tak'st to grace : With thy Salvation visit me , with thy choice people place . 5 To see what blessings by thy choice , thy chosen flocke have got : And with thy Nations joy rejoyce , and glory in their lot . 6 We , with our fathers sinfully transgrest have every one ; Committed like iniquitie , as wickedly have done . 7 Thy wonder-passing wonders past , which Egypts plagues could find , Our fathers did not wisely cast , nor compasse in their mind . Thy many Mercies held no plea , from their remembrance fell ; But they ( revolters ) at the sea , ( the red sea ) did rebell . 8 Yet for his Names sake , not the lesse , was he their Saviour : His Mercy , as they must confesse , to make them know his power . 9 The red seas course he backe did keep , and with rebuke represse : He led them dry-foot through the deep , as through the wildernesse . 10 And so he set them all on land , in safety from the foe ; And from their haters harmfull hand redeem'd , and let them goe . 11 Their troublers , by the waters fall , were all of life bereft ; The waters overwhelm'd them all , not one of them was left . 12 With them his words then credit got , they sung his praise to height : 13 But all in haste his workes forgot , his counsells would not wait . 14 So in the wildernesse , at last , upon them came their lust ; And in ●he Desert , Gods fore-cast they tempted with distrust . 15 And food he gave them at their call , above their lusts content : But loathing leannesse therewithall into their soule he sent . 15 They weari'd Moses with complaint , in their envious mood ; And Aaron , of the Lord , the Saint , within the Camp withstood . 17 The mother-earth that Rebells hates , an open grave did rive ; Where Dathan and Abirams Mates were swallowed up alive . 18 And fire from Heaven that kindled came on their rebellious crew ; Burnt up the wicked in the flame , their furious treasons due . 19 They made a Calfe in Choreb Mount , ador'd a molten Masse : 20 Their glories type , to base account , turn'd Oxe , that eateth grasse . 21 And God their Saviour they forgate , his Armes remembrance gone , That had so mighty things of late for them in Egypt done . 22 Workes wondrous , for a world of graves , in Chams un-peopled coast ; And fearfull , for the red sea waves , that sav'd , that drown'd , an host . 23 And to destroy them in his mood , flew out his wrathfull speech , Had not his chosen Moses stood before him in the breach . 24 His milder temper , mixt with zeale , Gods wrath , so hot that burn'd ; With hard entreaty did congeale , and from corrupting turn'd . 25 They of desire despis'd the land , beleeving not his word ; But in their tents in tumult stand , and will not heare the Lord . 26 Against them therefore urg'd , aloft he lifted up his hand , To overthrow them threatned oft , in that forsaken land . 27 Among the Nations , not their owne , to fell their rootlesse seed ; And in the lands , to them unknowne , to fanne their exil'd breed . 28 And to Baal Phegors Idoll-head , they joyn'd themselves amaine , The offrings eating of the dead , to powers Infernall slaine . 29 Thus they to anger him provoke , with Rites that they invent ; And in the plague upon them broke , their follies punishment . 30 Then stood up Phineas in pursuit of Cosbies carnall sin ; His hand did Judgement execute , so was the plague call'd in . 31 The Author of so just a deed , his Justice did commend : From age to age that shall succeed , whose praise shall never end . 32 They vext him at the flouds of strife , with Moses ill it went : For them he had a weary life , and for their sakes was shent . 33 Because his spirit they did provoke , and him to murmure prest ; That unadvisedly he spoke , and with his lips transgrest . 34 The Nations did they not destroy , of whom the Lord had said , Nor land , nor life let them enjoy , his charge they disobey'd . 35 But mingled with the Heath'ns they were , to learne their workes tooke care : 36 To serve their Idolls well could beare , which were to them a snare . 37 The bloud of sons and daughters slaine , on Divels Altars stood : Of Innocents the bloudy staine of sons and daughters bloud . Whose limbes their Divellish-led desire with murthrous hand had pil'd ; To Cana'n-Idolls burnt with fire , the Land with bloud defil'd . 38 With works their own thus were they stain'd , on them their zeale they spent : 39 As their Inventions entertain'd , a whoring thus they went . 40 The fury therefore of the Lord against his people burn'd : His owne Inheritance abhorr'd , his love to loathing turn'd . 41 He gave them up to Tyran's law , into the Heathens hand ; That whom they hated held in awe , and Lord-like might command . 42 By enemies , with humbling strokes , opprest and bow'd they were : Whose hand on them laid heavie yokes , above their strength to beare . 43 Them many a time did he redeem , but they eftsoon begin ; And of their counsells more esteem , though humbled for their sin . 44 Yet when he saw their hard restraint , how their afflictions grew ; Then hearkning he to their complaint , his chastisement withdrew . 45 His Covenant did he beare in mind , that he with them had strooke ; On them his many mercies kind , repentant pity tooke . 46 He gave them to the tender eare of their Commanders will : Made them , to whom they captives were , their eyes with favours fill . 47 Proceed , O Lord our God , to save , from Heath'ns our heads to raise , That praise thy holy Name may have , we glory in thy praise . 48 The Lord the God , of Israel King , be blest eternally : Amen , let all the people sing , all Halelu-jah cry .

Finis Libri quarti .

LIB. V. PSAL. 107. Consitemini Domino . THe Lord is God , with thanks expresse , His mercy is for ever : and 2 So let the Lords redeem'd confesse , Redeem'd from their distressors hand . 3 Which gathred were out of the lands , From shining East , from shady West , From where the frozen Pole-starre stands , From Desert south-seas sun-burnt brest . 4 They wandred in the Wildernesse , And tooke a solitary way , Where soot of man did seldome presse , Nor found they City where to stay . 5 With hunger pin'd with thirsting faint , Their anguish't soule was overcharg'd . 6 Then to the Lord they made complaint , Who them from their distresse enlarg'd . 7 He led them on , and brought them home , The readiest way , for them the best ; 〈◊〉 to a City they might come , 〈…〉 tation where to rest . 8 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one , To men his wondrous workes expresse , That he for Adams sons hath done . 9 The thirsty soule he satiates , The hungry soule with good sustaines , 10 That sits in darknesse , at the gates , And shade of death in iron chaines , 11 Because , against the words of God , They bent themselves rebelliously , Despis'd his counsell , and withstood The hand of him that is Most-Hie . 12 Thus humbled , for they did not well , In griefe of heart he let them lie , Where downe they fell , but helplesse fell , For refuge none , nor help was nie . 13 Distrest , unto the Lord they cri'd , Who set them free from their distresse : 14 From darknesse , from deaths shade unti'd , And brake their bands of heavinesse . 15 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one , To men his wondrous workes expresse , That he for Adams sons hath done . 16 For he the gates of brasse hath broke , The gates of brasse against him bent ; And by his hands resistlesse stroke , The iron barres in sunder rent . 17 Fooles for their faults afflicted are , Whose way hath made their will their law : 18 Their soule abhorres all kind of fare , Neere to the gates of death they draw . 19 Distrest , unto the Lord they cry , Who them from dying anguish saves : 20 He heales them by his words supply , And frees them from corrupting graves . 21 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one , To men his wondrous workes expresse , Which he for Adams sons hath done . 22 Before him offrings let them lay , Confessions of their thankfulnesse , And sacrifice of praises pay , His workes with shouts of joy expresse . 23 They that in ships goe downe to sea , And Marts in many waters keep : 24 What deeds the Lord hath showne them , see His workes of wonder in the deep . 25 The stormy wind his word bespake , That all the Maine with Mountaines fills : The sea-wet starres their mantles shake , The brinie downes are turn'd to hills . 26 As high as Heaven the billowes mount , Dis-mounted , deep as hell descend : Their melting soule makes small account , But feare of death , in death to end . 27 Thus bandi'd to and fro they reele , And stagger like a drunken man : Ill may the Pilot rule the keele , Where wisedomes care so little can . 28 Distrest , unto the Lord they crie , Who sets them free from their distresse : 29 The storme he calmes with cleerer skie , And sets their waves at quietnesse . 30 The combat ceast , the sea-men glad , That winds and waves were parted friends , He that of them the conduct had , To their desired haven them sends . 31 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one , To men his wondrous workes expresse , That he for Adams sons hath done . 32 Assembled in the peoples throngs , His worthy acts when they repeat , With hymnes of praise , and thankfull songs , Exalt him in the Elders seat . 33 Which turnes the flouds to desert sands . To drinesse drawes the springing We●● : 34 With salt he sowes the fruitfull lands , For their misdeeds that therein dwell . 35 Againe , he turnes the desert dry , To standing pooles with water fill'd : 36 And seats the hungry downe thereby , Where they to dwell a City build . 37 Their fields they sow , their vines they plant , Which yeeld them fruits of faire encrease . 38 Their Mynes of wealth no blessings want , Nor suffreth he their heards decrease . 39 On them made lesse , and low brought downe , He makes restraint , and anguish prey : 40 On Princes leaves contempt to frowne , In Deserts lets them lose their way . 41 Yet raiseth he the poore mans head , And makes him peopled housholds keep , From selfe-waste want , with plenty fed , For number like a flocke of sheep . 42 Right-sighted eyes shall see this day , The joy of all the righteous name , And all iniquitie shall lay Her hand upon her mouth for shame . 43 Who so is wise , will take in hand These observations to record : And they shall truly understand The tender mercies of the Lord .

PSAL. 108. Paratum cor . Canticum Psalmi David . MY heart , O God , is ready prest , the glory of my tongue : — My voice , the organ of my brest , 〈◊〉 praise shall be my song . 2 My Lute and Harpe already strung , my readier hand up take ; Before the dawning day have sprung , I early will awake . 3 My thankes to thee , O Lord , will I among the people bring ; And of thy praise in harmonie , with Q●ires of Nations sing . 4 For why ? the Heavens are not so hie , as is thy Mercy great : Thy Truth a higher pitch doth flie , than in the clouds to seat . 5 Thy selfe , O God , in highest place , above the Heav'ns enshrine ; And let the glory of thy face , on earth , thy foot-stoole , shine . 6 That free deliverance they may have , that are belov'd of thee : With thy right hands assistance save , O heare , and answer mee . 7 God in his Holinesse hath spoke , which I with joy repeat , " In Shechem will I strike a stroke , and Succoths Valley mete . 8 Mine Gilead is , Manasseh mine , strength of my head doth live , In quiver-bearing Ephrams line ; my Law shall Judah give . 9 My wash-pot Moab will I make , my shooe on Edom cast : In triumph , thee Pelesheth , take , triumph't on mine that hast . 10 The City for defence so strong , what guide will guide me to ? To Edoms warlike Towers along , what leader with mee goe ? 11 Not thou , O God , as naught of worth , that hast us cast away : Nor with our hosts , O God , wentst forth , upon the Battells day . 12 O give us help from our distresse , mans health is vaine deceit : Through God we shall doe valiantnesse , our foes he shall defeat .

PSAL. 109. Deus laudem . Ad Praestantem , Psalmus Davidis . CEase not as deafe , God of my praise , for wicked mouths consent : 2 Deceitfull mouthes their engines raise , against me open bent . 3 With falshoods tongue to me they speake , and compasse me with hate : In bitter language forth they breake , and ( causlesse ) wage debate . 4 They for my friendship were my foes , with whom by praier I strove : For good against me evill goes , and hatred for my love . 5 His Ruler , some ungodly wretch , set thou at his right hand : 6 Let Satan all advantage catch , his adversary stand . 7 In Judgement let him not evade , but goe condemn'd therein ; And let his praier for favour made , be ●●rn'd to further sin . 8 His daies a few and evill make , determin'd in disgrace : His office let another take , a worthier hold his place . 9 His sons let fatherlesse be left , his wife a widow poore : 10 His children of abode beref● , begge bread from doore to doore . 11 Extortion tangle all his toile , the Creditor ensnare : His labour let the stranger spoile , for lone , the lender share . 12 To pity him let there be none● none mercy on him shew : His children father lesse , not one with kind compassion know . 13 Of his posterity destroi'd , let naught remaine but shame ; And let the following age make void , and cleane put out his name . 14 Remembrance of his fathers crime , the Lord before him lay : His mothers sin at any time , let not be wip't away . 15 Before the Lord continually , in presence let them stand ; On earth let their memoriall dye , cut off by Gods owne hand . 16 For mercy was not in his mind , the poore he made his prey ; The needy soule he sought to grind , the wounded heart to slay . 17 He loved cursing , let it light , and him from blessing barre ; As blessing was not his delight , be blessing from him farre . 18 Of cursing , as his clothes were made , so cursing be his spoile ; His bowels and his bones invade , like water , and like oile . 19 About him folded let it fall , him as a cloake enclose ; Or as the girdle , wherewithall he alwaies girded goes . 20 This be mine adversaries pay , this from the Lord the stroke , On them that evill any way against my soule have spoke . 21 As thou , Lord God , for me hast stood , so for thy Names sake stand ; And for thy Mercy , ever good , release me out of hand . 22 For poore afflicted I complaine , where no reliefe is found ; And stripes of sorrowes silent paine , my soule within me wound . 23 As shade , at setting Sun declin'd , so I from life am gone ; And as the Locust , with the wind ▪ change place , but paine change none . 24 Through fasting feeble are my knees , as leane as living ghost : For cold my cramp-shrunk sinewes freeze , my flesh hath fatnesse lost . 25 Reproaches foot upon me treads , and blots my brow with shame ; While they that see me , shake their heads , and make my griefe their game . 26 Help , Lord my God , of thee I crave , that helper else have none : According to thy mercy save thy poore-forsaken one . 27 And let them know , that this thy Arme , that this thy hand alone , Could help me more than they could harme , that this , thou Lord , hast done . 28 And let them curse , but doe thou blesse ; them rise , but rise to fall ; And that their fall their shame expresse , rejoyce thy servant shall . 29 Shame let mine adversaries beare , such clothing as they spin ; And as a cloake , confusion weare , the winding-sheet of sin . 30 But to the Lord my mouth shall sing , and greatly render thankes : Shall make his highest praises ring , in midst of many rankes . 31 Who at the poores right hand will stand , and there his name enroule ; With his redeem'd , out of the hand of them that judge his soule .

PSAL. 110. Dixit Dominus . Psalmus Davidis . THus to my Lord the Lord did say , Thy seat upon my right hand take , Untill thine eyes behold the day , That I thy foes thy foot-stoole make . 2 The Lord shall out of Sion send The Rod , that shall thy strength maintaine , The Scepter to thy hand commend , Where thou amidst thy foes shalt raigne . 3 Thy voluntary people glad , That to thy power all power shall stoop , That day in holy beauties clad , Shall march in thy triumphant troop . Thee from the mornings womb I rear'd , Thy youth with pearles of deaw beset , Before the Starre of light appear'd , I of my Substance did beget . 4 The Lord hath sworne , and having sworne , His oath shall no repentance checke : " Thou art a Priest for ever borne , And order'd as Melchizedeck . 5 The Lord at thy right hand in armes , Through Tyrans troups shall make thee way ; And stand between thee and thy harmes , To wound even Kings that wrathfull day . 6 He shall be Judge among the Heath'n , And strew the street with bodies dead : With earth lay mighty Armies even , Of many Nations smite the head . 7 The Brooke that meets him by the way , ( His hot pursuit shall be so swift ) His thirst shall serve him to allay : His head he therefore shall up-lift .

PSAL. III. Confitebor tibi , Domine . Acroflichon . Halelu-jah . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ALl hearty praise , and hearts-complaints , to thee , Lord , will I bring : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Be 〈◊〉 in secret with the Saints , of in the Q●ire I sing . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Great are the actions of the Lord , and greatly after sought : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Desir'd of all , in whom his Word a true delight hath wrought . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 His glory , and his honours praise , his worke all workes obscures : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Unto beyond the length of daies , his Justice firme endures . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Summes of his marvels left to be memorials on record : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 How full of clemencie is he ! how mercifull the Lord ! 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 To them that feare him hath his hand an un-bought portion given : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Is mindfull with his Covenants band , for ever to make even . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Conquests of power , proud Nations spoiles , he let his people see : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Left them and theirs , of Heathen soiles Inheritors to be . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Made all of Truth and Judgement are the actions of his hands : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 No lesse as faithfull , past compare , are all his Precepts bands . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Set stedfast are they every one , beyond the length of daies : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 How truly , how sincerely done , how upright in their waies . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 9 Precovenanted Redemption came , his people to restore : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Sent in his holy dreadfull Name , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 commanded evermore . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 Right entrance , wisedomes ports into , to feare the Lord first lay : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 So wisely doe they all that doe , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 their praise shall stand for aye .

PSAL. 112. Beatus Vir. Acroflichon . Halelu-jah . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ALl blessings blesse the man , that stands of God the Lord in feare : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 But of delight in his commands , of no delight can heare . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Grow mighty shall on earth his seed , about his dwelling place . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Daily shall blessings blessings breed , to blesse the righteous race . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 His house of wealth and treasures heap't , shall be a house of store : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 What with his Justice he hath reap't , shall stand for evermore . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Such light in darknesse shall arise , as lightens hearts upright : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Him Grace and Mercy magnifies , his lamp shall Justice light . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 The good man graciously proceeds , and bountifully lends : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 In sound advisement weighs his deeds , his words with Judgement spends . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Certainly his foundations frame , no adverse storme shall straine , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Lasting for ever shall his Name In memorie remaine . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Make him to feare the fowle event , none evill heare-say shall : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Not so , his heart is fixt and bent , ●o trust the Lord withall . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Set stedfast holds his heart his hold , from feare of perill free ; 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 His enemies to ruine sold , till he in safetie see . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 9 Poore soules among his Almes are thrown , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 such Justice daies and daies 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Continue shall , by bounty growne , his Horne shall honour raise . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 Repining shall the wicked see , this sight , and pallid ire 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Shall gnash the teeth , shall melted be 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 to nought with his desire .

PSAL. 113. Laudate puer● . Halelu-jah . PRaise , ye that serve the Lord , proclaime , sing to the Lords Name praise : 2 Blest be the Lords eternall Name , beyond the length of daies : 3 The Lords eternall Name be prais'd , throughout this Sun-race Round ; From where the Easterne beames are rais'd , to where the Westerne bound . 4 The Lord is high above the Heathens , Commander in all lands : His glory is above the Heavens , and all their Host commands . 5 Who with the Lord our God compares , whose dwelling is on hie ? And yet on Heaven and Earth he cares , and daignes to cast his eie . 6 From dust the down-cast rais'd he takes , from dung the needy cleeres : The poore , with Princes Peeres , he makes his peoples Princes Peeres . 7 He makes the barren dweller breed , and house-build-issue bring : A joyfull mother of her seed , her Halelu-jah sing . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 114. In exitu Israel . WHen Israel out from Egypt went , from Pharaohs heavie hand ; And Jacobs house from bondage sent , had left that strange-tongu'd land . 2 His Sanctuary Judah led , his Scepters Israel : 3 The sea that saw , gave way and fled , and Jordan backward fell . 4 The Mountaines leap't , like high-fed Rams among the flockes of sheep : The little Hills , like wanton Lambs , like-wanton revells keep . 5 What ail'd thee , O thou sea , to flie , and leave thy corall bed ? That Jordan backe thou turn'dst , and why revolted to thy head ? 6 Ye Mountaines , that like Rams ye leap't among the flockes of sheep ? Like Lambs , ye ravish't Hillocks heap't , like-raptur'd revells keep ? 7 The presence of the Lord compell'd , the earth beyond her law : Of Jacobs God the presence held the trembling earth in awe . 8 Which from the veines of Rockes let bloud , his water-lakes doth bring : And makes into a mighty floud , from flint the fountaine spring .

PSAL. 115. Non nobis . NOt unto us , Lord , not to us , give glory to thy Name : Proclaime it for thy Mercy thus , thus for thy Truth proclaime . 2 And wherefore should the Heathens crie , Where is their God forsooth ? 3 Our God is in the Heavens most hie , and what him pleaseth , doth . 4 Their Idols silver are and gold , whose melted masse they serve ; Worke , which the hand of man doth mold , and curious is to carve . 5 A mouth they have , but speech none there , and eyes , but casements blind : 6 And eares , but eares that cannot heare , nor scent their noses wind . 7 Hands , where no sense of feeling found , feet , that foot never went ; Their senslesse trunkes at all no sound , nor lungs , or throat to vent . 8 Like stuffe to them their makers are , like drosse of divers dust : Like Saints , like Servitors compare , are all that in them trust . 9 Trust in the Lord , O Israel , on him their hopes who build , Their hopes are sure to speed them well , he is their help and shield . 10 Upon the Lord , O Aarons house , your hopes foundation build , Such hopes find him auspicious , he is their help and shield . 11 O ye , in holy reverence , to feare the Lord that yeeld , In whom ye feare , put confidence , he is their help and shield . 12 The Lord to us , remembring well his blessing to expresse , Will blesse the house of Israel , the house of Aaron blesse . 13 Be ●t your state small meanes afford , sit ye in honours seat ; Young , old , that feare the Lord , the Lord will blesse you , small and great . 14 To adde to you , and to your race , the Lord will yet proceed , To multiply on you his grace , on you , and on your seed . 15 The blessed of the Lord ye are , his blessings ye partake : Your Maker , he makes you his care , that Heaven and Earth did make . 16 The Heavens , & Heavens supremest Heaven , the Lord alone commands : The Earth to Adams sons hath given , to serve him in all lands . 17 And though the dead , Lord , of thy praise , no song in silence sing : 18 To praise thee Lord , shall endlesse daies our Halelu-jahs ring . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 116. Dilexi quoniam . I Love the Lord , that so lov'd mee , my voice , my praiers to heare : 2 And in my daies will call , for hee to mee inclin'd his care . 3 The pangs of death did wind about , and had beset mee round : The straights of Hell had found me out , distresse and griefe , I found . 4 Upon the Lords Name then I call'd , and ecchoing did repeat : Deliver thou my soule enthrall'd , O Lord , I thee entreat . 5 How gracious is the Lord , and just , our God is mercifull : 6 The Lord the simple keeps , from dust my ransom'd head did pull . 7 Soule , to thy rest returne : for why ? the Lord hath rendred thee , 8 My soule from death , from teares mine eye , my feet from falling , free . 9 My walkes before the Lord I make the lands of them that live : 10 I did beleeve , and therefore spake , for greatly did I grieve . 11 I did , as feare and haste conceiv'd , " All men are lyars , say : 12 For bounties from the Lord receiv'd , what gift shall I repay ? 13 Salvations cup will I up take , and on the Lords Name call : 14 And of my vowes now payment make , before his people all . 15 His gracious Saints the Lord beholds , his eyes high-prize their daies : Their death in deare account he holds , and with revenge repaies . 16 Sure , Lord , I am thy servant , one redeem'd from hostile hands : Thy servant I , thy hand-maids sonne , thou hast unloos'd my bands . 17 A sacrifice of praise to thee my thankfull heart shall frame : My sacrifice , O Lord , shall be to call upon thy Name . 18 My vowes I to the Lord will pay , and put them off no more : But on my hearts pure altar lay his people all before . 19 Lord , in thy houses courts let me , these vowes upon me bring ; O Salem , in the midst of thee mine Halelu-jah sing . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 117. Laudate Dominum . O Praise the Lord , ye Gentiles all , throughout the earth that dwell : Upon his Name all Nations call , his praise all people tell . 2 For towards us his Graciousnesse , his Mercies mighty store ; And of the Lord the faithfulnesse , endures for evermore . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 118. Confitemini Domino . THe Lord is good , with thankes confesse , his mercy is for ever : 2 Let Israel now say no lesse , his mercy faileth never . 3 Now Aarons house acknowledge may his mercy is for ever : 4 Let them that feare the Lord , now say , his mercy faileth never . 5 From where in straight distresse I lay , unto the Lord I cri'd : The Lord made answer , with my way about me made more wide . 6 The Lord for me , I feare not all what man can doe to mee : 7 The Lord my helpers helps , I shall upon my haters see . 8 The hopes that on the Lord are laid , lye safer than on man : 9 Our hopes the Lord can better aide , than powerfull Princes can . 10 All Nations round about me came , conspirers for my fall : But in the Lords more-powerfull Name , I shall cut off them all . 11 They prest in swarmes on every side , on every side they swarm'd : But , Lord , thy Name my weapon tri'd , to cut them off me arm'd . 12 Like swarmes of Bees their forces link't , they round about me bent : Whom , Lord , like fire , in thornes extinct , thy Name shall soon prevent . 13 That I might fall by some offence , thou hast thrust at me sore : But yet , a hand in my defence , the Lord my helper , bore . 14 The Lord is of my strength the summe , the subject of my songs ; And my salvation is become , to whom my life belongs . 15 The voice of joy and health is heard in tents where Justice dwells : The right hand of the Lord up-rear'd , in fortitude excells . 16 The right hand of the Lord preferr'd , preheminence hath wonne ; The right hand of the Lord up-rear'd , right valiant deeds hath done . 17 Thy deeds in death , Lord , they that dwell , to light have never brought , I shall not die , but live to tell what workes the Lord hath wrought . 18 Thy stripes , O Lord , I feele ; some bloud thy chastisement did draw : Yet hath not given me up for food to deaths devouring jaw . 19 The gates of Justice open mee , that I may enter there ; And there , O Lord , confesse to thee , that Saints thy praise may heare . 20 Of God the Lord this is the gate , the Just shall enter there : 21 Where thee , my Saviour , celebrate will I , whom thou didst heare . 22 The Stone the Builders did despise , is made head corner-stone . 23 And marvellous is in our eyes this that the Lord hath done . 24 This day , the Lord that gave it light , did unto us commend : This Festivall , from morne to night , let joy and gladnesse spend . 25 Save now , O Lord , send happinesse , Hosanna now we sing : Salvation , Lord , and good successe ; Hosanna to our King . 26 Who in the Lords Name comes , Good-speed , faire blessings him befall : We , from the Lords House , whence proceed all blessings , blesse you all . 27 God is the Lord , that light affords , hath given us gladsome mornes : The Host , for sacrifice , with cords bind to the Altars hornes . 28 Thou art my God , I will confesse , that hast exalted me : What then , my God , can I doe lesse , but thy Exalter be ? 29 O praise the Lord , beyond all bounds , whose goodnesse doth extend : Whose tender mercy farther sounds , than time shall ever end .

PSAL. 119. Beati immaculati . Octostichon Acrostichon . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ALl blessed they , in perfect way that undefil'd are found : That of their walkes , the steps to stay , make ( Lord ) thy Law their bound . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 All blessed they , that all their daies , and daily care convert , To keep his Testimonies waies , him seeke with all their heart . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 As no iniquitie they doe , his waies their walking guide : As stedfast in his pathes they goe , then footing cannot slide . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 All thy Commandments give command , to doe , as to discerne : To stand to , as to understand , to live in , as to learne . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Assisted , O that by thy grace directed were my waies ; So should my foot-steps hold their place , thy Statutes be my staies . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Abasht confusion should not fall , nor shame on me reflect : While unto thy Commandments all , I had a due respect . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 An upright heart will I prepare , to make thy praise discern'd , What Judgements of thy Justice are , when I have truly learn'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 All my observance will I make , thy Statutes how to keep : O doe not utterly forsake thy wandring pasture-sheep .

BETH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 BY what meanes may a young best , be sure to cleanse his way : But on thy sayes to set his rest , thy Word his warrant lay ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Before all search , with all my heart , as I have sought for thee ; So from thy Precepts pathes depart , and wander let not mee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Bound and laid up my heart within , thy sayings have I hid : Against thee that I might not sin , nor doe , as they forbid . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Beyond our blessings highest reach , O Lord thou blessed art : O teach me what thy Statutes teach , their pathes to me impart . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 By utt'rance have my lips not spar'd , their loudest notes to straine : The Judgements of thy mouth declar'd , made all their sentence plaine . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Bent on thy Testimonies way , much more did I rejoyce , Than they in store that riches lay , the pride of all their choice . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Before all studies , early , late , by setting all essayes : Thy Precepts will I meditate , and well respect thy waies . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 But in thy Statutes , no delight where , else , my heart to set : Because thy Sayes are so upright , them shall I not forget .

GIMEL . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 GIve to thy servant this reward , this favour me afford , That living , though beset so hard , I may observe thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Growne darke of sight , my vaile withdraw , the mysteries unfold , That these mine eies may of thy Law , the wondrous things behold . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Great stranger I , and wanting light , on earth in darknesse stray : Hide not thy Precepts from my sight , the LYRE to lead my way . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Ground is my soule , and broken small , enflam'd is my desire : At all times , mine affections all , thy Judgements set on fire . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Given up , the proud dost thou forsake , whom though thy checke deferre ; The curse at length shall overtake , that from thy Precepts erre . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Growne in reproach , upon me crept , ●eld in contempt to be ; Thy Testimonies having kept , O keep these shames from me . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Great Princes sate , and fram'd their stile , some fault with me to find : But on thy Statutes all the while , thy servant sets his mind . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Good cause , no other joy invites my better-settled care : Thy Testimonies my delights , my men of counsell are .

DALETH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 DOwne cast , and cleaving to the dust , my soule drawes neere the death ; According as thy Word is just , revive my dying breath . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Declar'd my waies to thee I have , and answer had of thee : Instruction only this , I crave , thy Statutes teach thou mee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Direct me how to understand , what way thy Precepts hold : My Meditations , of thy hand the wonders shall unfold . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Dejected soule , so much I grieve , mine eies drop showres of raine : According to thy Word relieve , and raise me up againe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Deceits false way from me withdraw , put lying waies away ; And graciously give me thy Law , to be my faithfull stay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Disposer of my feet , the way of faithfulnesse I chose : Thy Judgements I before me lay , and for my guides propose . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Drawne from thy Testimonies now , whereto I cleave so fast : I cannot shrinke ; upon my brow , Lord , let not shame be cast . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Directly in the way will I of thy Commandments runne : Mine heart when thou shalt amplifie , till grace the Goale have wonne .

HE. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 HOw ! teach me , Lord , thy Statutes way , the way to apprehend , That make it all my care I may , to keep it to the end . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Hide not my understandings light , that I may keep thy Law : From all delights shall this delight mine hearts observance draw . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 How I may tread thy Precepts path , instruct me in the way : For pleasure else mine heart none hath , no joy , but there to stay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Hold in my heart , enclin'd to heed thy Testimonies will ; And not on Avarice to feed , still fed , yet famish't still . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Hence , hence mine eies from pleasures hook , un-tempted , turne away : Lest after vanitie they looke , revive me in thy way . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Here let thy Word performance beare , to me thy servant past : On whom , devoted to thy feare , thy promis'd favour cast . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Hold off reproach , which in my way , I am afraid hath stood : For say , what sinfull tongues can say , yet are thy Judgements good . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 How to observe thy Precepts bounds , loe , my delights aspire : As Justice now in thee abounds , O quicken my desire .

VAV . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 WIth thy kind Mercy come to mee , and be propitious , Lord , O make me thy Salvation see , according to thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 What else to answer shall I have , to mouthes that me upbraid ; But that my trust , which they deprave , upon thy Word is laid ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Withdraw not from my mouth this scope , the Word of Truth to urge : Because thy Judgements are my hope , thy Truths contemners scourge . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Unto for ever in thy Law , my life then will I spend ; And till this breath I cease to draw , my service never end . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Within a spacious roome forth brought , shall I be walking found : Because thy Precepts I have sought , whereon my steps to ground . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Were Kings in presence , I would speake thy Testimonies praise : Nor shame to say , Yeeld Kingdomes weake , stoop Scepters to his Sayes . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 With thy Commandments , my delight shall ( all delights above ) Stand best delighted , in my sight sole objects of my love . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Up-lifted palmes will I out-stretch , thy Precepts to embrace ; And on thy Statutes , what they ●each , my meditation place .

ZAIN . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 SUre promise to thy servant past , as stedfast beare in mind : That where my hopes thou settled hast , performance I may ●ind . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Sound comfort yet in this I take , afflicted when I see , All other succours me forsake , thy saying quickens mee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Scorne did the proud , and much deride this serious course of mine : Yet from thy Precepts , for their pride , my feet did not decline . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Such Judgements hast thou done of old , as when I call to mind , My courage ( Lord ) growes then more bold , and comfort thence I find . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Straight hold on me did horrour take , when wicked men I saw ; And seeing , soon I did forsake forsakers of thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Songs have thy Statutes been to mee , whose Ditties I repeat ; And in this Dorter sing to thee , my Pilgrimages seat . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Sitting in darknesse of the night , thy Name , when others slept , Have I remembred : my delight , thy Law ( Lord ) have I kept . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Successe , what ever me befall , these benefits I reap't : This was to me , thy Precepts all , because I duely kept .

HETH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 HAve who that will such heaps up-laid , as worldly wealth affords : My Portion , Lord ( as I have said ) is to observe thy words . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Heartily I besought thy face , with earnest zeale I prai'd : And but performance of thy grace , thy promis'd Mercy stai'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Heedfully thought I on my waies , what way I held most meet : And to thy Testimonies staies , I turn'd my staylesse feet . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Haste made I to avoid neglect , to cut off all delay : As thy Commandments shall direct , to walke no other way . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Hindred by wicked robbers bands , that make my goods their prey , Yet have I not in safer hands , thy Law forgot to lay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 How oft at midnight doe I rise , to praise thee on my knees : Because thy Judgements are the eyes , wherewith thy Justice sees ! 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Hold all with me in friendships bands , in feare of thee that stand : Observers all of thy commands , my service may command . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 How farre , O Lord , thy mercies reach , when earth is fill'd thereby ! O teach me what thy Statutes teach , to follow , what to flye .

TETH. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 THy promise stands for good , O Lord , which thou thy selfe hast bound : The like performance of thy Word , have I thy servant found . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 To me let thy Instruction give good Judgement , to discerne : As in thy Precepts I beleeve , thence knowledge let me learne . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Till wise affliction crost my way , I held mine owne accord : My heart un-humbled , went astray , but now I keep thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 That thou art good , I find it still , and to doe good , enclin'd ▪ Thy Statutes learne me to fulfill ; this good , O let me find . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 The proud against me forg'd a lie , a falshood for my fall : But with mine heart entire doe I observe thy Precepts all . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Their peace and plenty them invite , their heart is fat as grease : But in thy Law is my delight , my plenty , and my peace . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 These faults are fruits of fairer daies , affliction did me good : For thence I learne thy Statutes waies are truly'st understood . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 The Law that from thy mouth proceeds , more good to me assignes ; And treasures moe , than millions breeds of gold and silver Mynes .

JOD . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 INspir'd , and fashion'd by thy hand , this spirit ere death withdrawes , O make me made to understand , that I may learne thy Lawes . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 In them that feare thee , when they see what fruit my hopes afford : Shall joy of heart joyne hopes with me , that wait upon thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 I know , O Lord ( although severe ) thy Judgements are upright : Thy faithfulnesses stripes I beare , thy hand doth justly smite . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 In thy kind mercies free accord , such comfort on me cast , As to thy servant , on thy Word , by promise is fore-past . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 In tender mercies come to mee , and quicken up my spirits , That I may live : reviv'd by thee , thy Law is my delights . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Infamous shame on them be laid , that proudly me abuse : That perversly my truth upbraid , that on thy Precepts muse . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 In holy feare such as are growne , thy followers fit to be , Thy Testimonies have they knowne , let them returne to me . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 In thy Decrees , confirm'd by thee , O let my heart be sound , And so my face , that all may see , shall never shame confound .

CAPH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 COncerning thy salvations stay , my soule lies at receit : And fainting after long delay , upon thy Word I wait . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Consum'd , to see thy promise faile , now , faile mine eyes to see : O say , when shall thy Sayes prevaile , when come , to comfort me ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Clung , like a bottle in the smoake , dri'd up , and waxen old : Thy Statutes bounds I have not broke , nor them forgot to hold . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Cast up thy servants summe of daies , how many are they all : On them that persecute my waies , when will thy Judgements fall ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Close have the proud for me digg'd pits , my life from me to draw : Where fraud with force in ambush sits , which suits not with thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Commandments all thou giv'st are true , in faithfulnesse agree : With falshood doe they me pursue , pursu'd , O rescue mee . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Consum'd on earth , but little lesse than life from me they tooke : Thy Precepts in this deep distresse , yet have I not forsooke . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Call backe my lives low-ebbing tide , as Mercy flowes from thee : And , what thy mouth hath testifi'd , shall be observ'd by mee .

LAMED . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 LOng since before the Heavens were laid , thy Word for ever sure ; In Heaven , than Heaven , more stedfast stai'd , ( Eternall ) shall endure . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Lasting thy Truth to Age and Age , thy Word a faithfull band : The Earths foundations didst thou gage , and stedfast shall it stand . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Lawes for their revolutions bounds , are compast by thy care : This day they stand thy Judgements grounds , for all thy servants are . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Led not thy Law my whole delights , with cares so many crost , In mine afflictions cloudy nights , my comforts had been lost . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Let be , what ever be my let , were strife it selfe that striv'd , Thy Lawes I never shall forget , by them , by thee , reviv'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Loose , leave me not , for I am thine , save , but whom thou hast bought : For with this ransom'd soule of mine , thy Precepts have I sought . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Laid have for me the wicked wait , to see my soule destroi'd : But on thy Testimonies weight , my studies were emploi'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Lost in themselves Perfections all , mine eyes have seen to end : But thy Commandments ( sums though small ) exceeding broad extend .

MEM. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 MY soules sole object , motive strong , Lord , how I love thy Law ! My Meditation all day long , the load-stone to withdraw . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Much wiser than mine enemies , thy Precepts I fulfill ; And thou by them hast made me wise , for they are with me still . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 More than my Teachers am I taught , a higher skill to reach : Thy Testimonies are my thought , my Teachers thus I teach . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Much deeper wisedome have I found , than Ages shallow deep : The Elders are not so profound , while I thy Precepts keep . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 My feet from every evill way , for this have I refrain'd : That from the Rules I might not stray , within thy Word contain'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 My Judgement thine hath not declin'd , to ponder in my thought : To practise what I beare in mind , to doe , as thou hast taught . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Much sweetnesse in thy words thou hast , to slake my pallat's drougth ; More pleasant in my throat they taste , than honey in my mouth . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Minding thy Precepts for my stay , I understanding get : And therefore hate I every way that falshood hath fore-set .

NVN. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 NOw , dangers where on earth I meet , and darksome shades of night : Thy Word a lanthorne to my feet , and to my path gives light . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Now I have sworne , performe I will , at no time to neglect , Thy righteous Judgements to fulfill , as Justice shall direct . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 No meane in mine affliction , Lord , now over-worne with woe : O quicken me , as by thy Word thou hast assur'd to doe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 None but free-offrings in good part , Lord , from my mouth accept ; And teach me how within my heart , thy Judgements may be kept . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 No day my soule but in my hand , with deadly snares beset , To doe , as doth thy Law command , yet doe I not forget . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Neere to my way , at unawares , the wicked laid their snare : Yet carelesse I of other cares , thy Precepts made my care . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 None but thy Testimonies tooke for mine Inheritance : For ever , as on them I looke , mine heart for joy doth dance . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 No daies but in thy Lawes to spend , till life from me depart ; And to performe them to the end , have I enclin'd my heart .

SAMECH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 SEducers vaine my hatred move , my heart from them to draw : But as I love thy Law , I love observance of thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Secret thou art to me , and shield , to keep thy promise , just : To thee my hopes their service yeeld , and to thy Word I trust . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Such as in evill waies have trod , my pathes approach not me : To keep the Precepts of my God , while I mine heart apply . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Sustaine thou me , that I may live , to make thy promise good : Let not my hopes made frustrate , give my head a shamefull hood . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Secure my health , I shall be bold of safety in thy sight ; And in chiefe price continuall hold thy Statutes my delight . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Such fugitives thou tread'st downe all , as from thy Statutes stray : Deceitfully from thee they fall , for falshood is their way . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 So from the earth the wicked are as drosse by thee remov'd : I therefore have with purer care thy Testimonies lov'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Such horrour in my flesh for thee , to feele I am afraid : And so severe thy Judgements be , that I am sore dismi●'d .

GNAIIN . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 HAve Judgement I , and Justice done , unjustly judg'd to stand ! O let me not be over-gone by mine oppressors hand . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Hold surety for thy servants good , become sufficient baile ; And let not mine oppressors proud , to my reproach prevaile . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Have not mine eyes bid many a storme , for thy Salvation worne ; And when thy Justice would performe thy promise long forborne ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Hold on , in mercy to proceed , so with thy servant deale : That what thy Statutes have decree'd , to me thou maist reveale . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Here I thy servant , make me sound in understanding grow ; And on thy Testimonies ground , my graine of knowledge sowe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 High time is , Lord , they be destroi'd , thy vengefull sword to draw , To make their lawlesse labours void , that have made void thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 How precious I thy Precepts hold , and therefore love them more Than gold , above the finest gold , tri'd from the richest Ore . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 How I esteem thy Precepts right , that alwaies truth relate ! And I , that in the truth delight , alwaies of falshood hate .

PE. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 PRofound , and marvellously deep thy Testimonies are : Them , as they well deserve to keep , my soule hath therefore care . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Port-open'd of thy words gives light , gives light that ever lives ; And understandings piercing sight , to simpl● people gives . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Panting with open mouth , a draught I thirsted sore to prove ; And made the Precepts thou hadst taught , the wine-presse of my love . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Proceed , but so , as Mercies eye in Judgement me behold , With those , that on thy Names supply , by love have taken hold . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Put in thy Word , my steps direct , and place them every where , That never wickednesse deject , nor rule above me beare . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Protect me from oppressing man , for my redemption pay , That doe what earthly pressure can , thy Precepts keep I may . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Procure thy countenances light , on me thy servant shine ; And in thy Statutes lesson right these tutor'd steps of mine . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Powr'd out in griefe that drowns mine eies , my teares like rivers flow ▪ Thy Law when men I see despise , and in contempt to grow .

TSADE . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 SO just thou Lord art in thy deeds , thy promise to acquite : To sentence when thy mouth proceeds , then are thy Judgements right . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Such charge thy Testimonies charge , that Justice should attend ; Thy promises perform'd at large , thy faithfulnesse commend . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Surpriz'd I was with burning zeale , that on my bosome preys : That my distressors so should deale , as to forget thy Sayes . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 So pure thy Word , as much resin'd the metall tri'd by fire : And thereupon thy servants mind , hath set his hearts desire . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Small am I much , and much despis'd , as much affect I not : With me thy Precepts highly priz'd , so have I not forgot . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Such Justice is thy Justice tri'd , as evermore remaines , A righteous and a faithfull guide , thy Law the Truth containes . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Straitnesse and anguish found my spirits , fast hold on me to get : Yet are thy Precepts those delights , whereon my heart is set . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Such Justice , such eternall Right thy Testimonies give : O give me understandings light , that I may learne to live .

COPH. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 CRying , with heart entire I cri'd , heare , Lord , and answer make : To keep thy Statutes for my guide , then will I undertake . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Calling upon thee , did I call , from dangers deepest deep ; Be thou my Saviour , and I shall thy Testimonies keep . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Crying , the twilight I prevent , my call call'd up the day : To wait on thee was mine intent , upon thy Word to stay . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Could any eies by watching late , like watch to mine have kept , Upon thy Word to meditate , that wak't , when others slept ? 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Can thy great mercies eare lesse doe , than heare my voice complaine ? Thy Judgement , Lord , according to , O quicken me againe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Close-follow'd by a wicked crew , how neere to me they draw ! In mischiefe they that me pursue , are farre off from thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Can duty , can default be done , but thou , O Lord , art neere ? Truth are thy Precepts every one , all thy Commandments cleare . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Continu'd are ( I know ) of old thy Testimonies sayes : That thou hast founded them to hold beyond the length of daies .

RESH . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 REgard what pressures I sustaine , weigh , and their weight withdraw ; Release me , that for all my paine , have not forgot thy Law . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Right thou my cause that comes to thee , opprest and hard withstood : Redeem thou me , and quicken me , to make thy saying good . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Remov'd is from the wicked farre Salvation , them she flies , That with thy Statutes , tongues to jarre , to seeke them , have no eies . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Repeat thy many mercies great , how canst thou them refraine ? Thy wonted Judgements , Lord , repeat , to quicken me againe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 Ready my Persecutors are , oppressors many mine ; Drawne from thy Testimonies care , yet did I not decline . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Revolting sinners how I saw , I sorrow to record ; How perversly they breake thy Law , and have not kept thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Respect thy Precepts how I love , to quicken zeales desire : Let , Lord , thy loving kindnesse prove , thy mercy blow the fire . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Right entrance to thy Word , truth gives , and endlesse as it growes , For ever every Judgement lives , that from thy Justice flowes .

SCHIN . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 SUppressors of my harmlesse head , together Princes draw : But of thy Word than of their deed , my heart stands more in awe . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 So much thy Word is my delight , as after care and toile , When from the vanquish't foe in flight , the Victor beares the spoile . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Sworne foe I am profest to fraud , and falshood I detest ; Yet doth my love thy Law applaud , and there sets up my rest . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Seven times , ere one daies Sun descend , to praise thee forth I breake , Thy righteous Judgements to commend , and of their Justice speake . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Such peace is given in recompence , to them that love thy Law : No stumbling-blocke shall give offence , no danger them withdraw . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Salvation , Lord , my hope attends , for thine attends alone ; And dreadlesse of distrustfull ends , thy Precepts have I done . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Safe in my soule , my soules delight , thy Testimonies lye ; And them have I observ'd aright , and lov'd exceedingly . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Strictly thy Lawes are kept by me , and Testimonies thine : To thee no waies can ever be ( I know ) unknowne of mine .

THAV . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 TO thee let my complaint come neere , and lie before thee , Lord : O give me understanding cleere , according to thy Word . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 The supplication in thy sight , that I preferre , accept ; And let thy promise be upright , in my deliverance kept . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Then as a fountaines fluent spring , my lips shall utter praise , My tutor'd steps when thou shalt bring , to walke thy Statutes waies . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Then of thy Word my tongue shall sound a Psalme , that shall intreat : For just are all thy Precepts found , as Justice is their seat . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 To help me let thy hand prevaile , when perills me oppose : For ( leaving other helps that faile ) thy Precepts have I chose . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 To have of thy Salvation sight , Lord , I have long'd full sore ; And in thy Law so I delight , I shall desire no more . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Then let my soule but live so long , this ground till I have laid , To make thy praise fill up my song , to get thy Judgements aide . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 Thy wandring servant gone astray , as shepheard , his lost sheep , O seeke , so mindfull in thy way , thy Precepts prest to keep .

PSAL. 120. Ad Dominum , cum tribul . Canticum Graduum . IN my distresses anguish , When I did lye and languish , Upon the Lord I call'd : No longer he deferr'd mee , But at mine instance heard mee , From where I lay enthrall'd . 2 My soule , O Lord , deliver From lips of lies the quiver , And from a double tongue : 3 False tongue , what gives it to thee ? What profit shall it doe thee , When thy fell sting hath stung ? 4 Sharp arrowes are lesse cruell , No Juniper , like fewell : So deadly are they not , As are those forked quarrells , As are those wild-fire barrells , The tongues malignant shot . 5 Now , woe is me , these dangers , Mor● strange to me then strangers , That exil'd life re-sents : Against my will constraine me , With Meshech to containe me , And dwell in Kedars Tents . 6 My soule hath too long resting , With him , that peace detesting , Is ever male-content : I am for peace , that love it , And when my speeches move it , for warre then are they bent .

PSAL. 121. Levavi oculos . Canticum Graduum . UP to the Hills I lift mine eies , from whence will come mine aide : 2 From , with the Lord come my supplies , which Heavens and Earth hath laid . 3 He will not suffer thee to slide , thy foot to tread awry : He will not give , that slumber hide thy keepers wakefull eye . 4 Loe , him that keepeth Israel , shall Israels keeper keep , That on his eye no slumber dwell , his eye-lid lodge no sleep . 5 The Lord , the Lord thy keeper is , his helpe's at thy right hand , To shade thee , spread those wings of his , to lead thee , ready stand . 6 So thee , with scorching heat by day , the Sun-beames shall not smite ; Nor shall the Moon thy vigour slay , with vapours of the night . 7 The Lord shall thy preserver be , that thou no evill have ; And keep thy soule , that over thee no sting be in the grave . 8 Yea , goe thou out , or come thou in , the Lord shall keep the doore ; Be with thee from thou dost begin , protect thee evermore .

PSAL. 122. Laetatus sum . Canticum Graduum Davidis . IT was my joy , amidst our woe , to heare the people say : When to the Lords House we shall goe , O times too long delay ! 2 Our feet , in our opprest estates , which presse a stranger land , As heretofore within thy gates , to see ( O Salem ) stand . 3 Jerusalem is so exact , a Citie of such site : Her stately structures so compact , her to her selfe unite . 4 And thither doe the Tribes frequent , Tribes of the Lord ascend , To Israels TESTIMONIE sent , the Lords Name to commend . 5 There are the Thrones for Judgement set , Thrones , where that Royall seed , The sons that David shall beget , for ever shall succeed . 6 O pray we for Jerusalem , her quiet may encrease : And may faire peace as well love them , that love faire Salems peace . 6 Within thy walls let peace be still , and trusty Warder stand ▪ Thy palaces let plenty fill , with prosper-making hand . 8 My brethren and companion● loves , compassion move in mee : Compassion like condition moves , now speake I peace to thee . 9 And seeing Salems Temple here , where Sion-Mount I see ; This House the Lord our God holds deare , I will seeke good to thee .

PSAL. 123. Ad te levavi . Canticum Graduum . TO thee , that sitt'st above the skies , that Heavens in-dweller art , I lift up my submissive eies , from vallies of my heart . 2 Loe , as upon their Masters hand , the servants eies depend : As on her Mistresses command , a maidens eies attend ; Upon the Lord our God our eies , so waiting are intent , Untill his Graces free supplies , in Mercy us prevent . 3 In Mercy , us ( O Lord ) exempt , thy Mercy make appeare : For we are fill'd with much contempt , more than our hearts can beare . 4 Our soule is cloi'd above the crowne , we beare beyond our might : With scorne the wealthy weigh us downe ; the proud , with high despight .

PSAL. 124. Nisi quia Dominus . Canticum Graduum Davidis . EXcept the Lord for us had been , may Israel now say : 2 Had not the Lord their pride fore-seen , whose powers against us lay : 3 Then had they swallow'd us alive , when kindled was their rage , In vaine had been for us to strive , their fury to asswage . 4 The flouds had drown'd us every one , so fiercely did they flow : Above our soule the surge had gone , so mighty did it grow . 5 We had been covered in this cloud , the waters proud-controule , The swelling waters of the proud had over-gone our soule . 6 Blest be the Lord , that them withstood , and frustrate sent away ; That hath not given our guiltlesse blood unto their teeth a prey . 7 Our soule is as a bird escap't out of the Fowlers snare : The snare is broke that us entrap't , and we delivered are . 8 The help , whereon our hopes depend , is in th' Eternals Name : He that our help to us doth send , the Heavens and Earth did frame .

PSAL. 125. Qui confidunt . Canticum Graduum . WHoso commend their trust approv'd , unto the Lords command , Shall , as Mount Sion , not be mov'd , but fast for ever stand . 2 Jerusalem is wall'd with Hills , so bounds the Lord his ground ; And evermore the Compasse fills , about his people round . 3 For wickednesses rod shall not upon the Just abutt ; Lest thence to draw a wicked lot , the Just their hands forth put . 4 As all good gifts thou dost conferre , Lord , to the good doe good ; And , righteous as thou art , preferre the upright-hearted brood . 5 But such , as to their crooked vaine revolt , the Lord shall lead , With them that evill worke with paine : " Peace be on Israels head .

PSAL. 126. In convertendo . Canticum Graduum . WHen Sion ( Babels captive ) thence the Lord did home redeeme : Our ravisht hopes , scarce trusting sense , we were like them that dreame . 2 Our mouth was fill'd with laughter , then for joy no tongue but sings : The Heath'ns could say , for these good men the Lord hath done great things . 3 Great things indeed , and many too , for us , as well appeares ; The Lord hath magnifi'd , to doe , to joy hath turn'd our teares . 4 Turne , Lord , as welcome showres of raine , refresh the Deserts drouth ; Our captive Remnant turne againe , like Torrents from the South . 5 They that in furrowes fill'd with teares , the seed of sorrow sowe , When Harvest comes of laden eares , a joyfull crop shall mowe . 6 He going goes , and weeps to see , what deere-bought seed he leaves : Home-comming comes , as joyfull he , and ( shouting ) beares his sheaves .

PSAL. 127. Nisi Dominus . Canticum Graduum Solomonis . EXcept the Lord the house doe build , vaine toile the builder takes : Except the Lord the Citie shield , in vaine the Warder wakes . 2 As vaine it is , ye early rise , late houres of rest ye keep , To eate the bread that sorrow buyes , while his beloved sleep . 3 Loe , children are an heritage , a gift the Lord bestowes : Fruit that revives the fathers age , rewards the mothers throwes . 4 The arrowes from the Mighties hand , with no such terrour goe , As goe the sons of youth , to stand against the fathers foe . 5 Blest is the man , that of such shot hath stor'd his quiver full ; Within the gate , their foes shall not reproach upon them pull .

PSAL. 128. Beati omnes qui. Canticum Graduum . ALl happinesse , who ever thou art , attend upon thy daies , To feare the Lord that fram'st thy heart , thy feet , to walke his waies . 2 The labour of thy hands , thy messe of savoury meat shall be : Thee , and thy dwelling place to blesse , shall goodnesse dwell with thee . 3 Thy wise , as spreads the fruitfull Vine , thy houses sides shall bound : Thy sons , like Olive-plants , shall twine about thy Table round . 4 These blessings loe , and many more , this life shall here afford ; And better farre there are in store , for them that feare the Lord . 5 Such happinesse the Lord to thee shall out of Sion give : The God of Salem shalt thou see , while thou hast day to live . 6 And ended ere thy daies shall be , thy seed to prosper well : Thy childrens children shalt thou see , and peace on Israel .

PSAL. 129. Saepe expugnaverunt . Canticum Graduum . AGainst me my distressors power hath done the worst they may : From since my youth began to flow'r , may Israel now say : 2 Afflictions on my head to sling , full oft have they assail'd , Against me , from my youthfull spring , yet have they not prevail'd . 3 The plowers plow'd upon my backe , and made their furrowes long : 4 The Lord the Just , yet cut the Rocke the wicked made so strong . 5 Let sowle confusion on them light , and send them backe with shame , That looke at Sion in despight , as haters of her Name . 6 Let them be as the grasse that growes , upon the houses top : Which withreth ere the sithe it mowes , and leaves an empty crop . 7 Whose seed un-rooted in the land , is fed with fruitlesse sap ; Which neither fills the mowers hand , nor lades the binders lap . 8 So as no passer by shall say , The Lord give good successe : The Name of God the Lord ( we pray ) you and your labour blesse .

PSAL. 130. De profundis . Cantic●m Graduum . OUt of the deeps that thou maist heare , Lord , my complaints repaire : 2 Lord , heare my voice , and let thine eare attend my voices praier . 3 Our sins if thou , O Lord , shouldst summe , and marke , where we have miss't : When thy revengefull stroke shall come , who , Lord , shall then subsist ? 4 But by forgivenesse of our sinne , thy mercy hath appear'd : And , as our love thy Judgements winne , thy mercy makes thee fear'd . 5 I earnestly expect the Lord , expect his promise just : My soule hath waited for his Word , wherein my hopes put trust . 6 My soule upon the Lord depends , attends for her dispatch ; More than for morne the watch attends , more than for morne the watch . 7 With confidence let Israel , attend the Lord therefore : For with the Lord doth Mercy dwell , with him redemption store . 8 And Israel redeem he shall , and make him freedome winne , From all his sorrowes bonds , from all his sorrow-breeding sinne .

PSAL. 131. Domine non est . Canticum Graduum Davidis . A Haughty heart , high-looking eies , O Lord , I never brooke : I wade not in deep mysteries , nor after marvells looke . 2 I still'd my soule , and made it milde , as from the mothers brests , A weanling , as a weanling childe , my soule in silence rests . Trust in the Lord , his time attend , O Jacobs family : Attend his time , that hath no end , from now , eternally .

PSAL. 132. Memento , Domine . Canticum Graduum . OF David , and his troublous daies , be mindfull , Lord , and how 2 To Jacobs mighty Lord he payes his oathes solemniz'd vow . 3 Nor tent , nor house , my harbour be , repose my bed forbids : 4 To sleep , mine eyes shall pardon me , to slumber , mine eye-lids . 5 Untill a dwelling place I find , where may the Lord remaine , The Mighty One of Jacobs kind , a house to entertaine . 6 Lo● , Ephrata we understood , thereof good tidings yeelds : At length , we found it in the wood , in Kirjath-jears fields . 7 Within his house we will goe meet , and there assembled all ; Before his ●oot-stoole , at his feet bow downe our selves , and fall . 8 Arise , O Lord , into thy rest returne , to dwell at length ; In Salem , sometime Silo's guest , thou , and thy Arke of strength . 9 Let be ( that thine they may be knowne ) thy Priests with Justice cloth'd : And ( seeking thee more than their owne ) thy Saints to joy betroth'd . 10 And for thy servant Davids sake , turne not the face away Of thine Annointed : Soveraignes make his seed , his Scepter sway . 11 The Lord in Truth to David sware , and will not turne from it : Fruit of thy wombe will I prepare upon thy Throne to sit . 12 My Covenant if thy sons retaine , my Testimonies heed ; Thy sons perpetually shall raigne , and on thy Throne succeed . 13 For as the Lord loves Sion best , his liking is so great , That her , he hath above the rest , selected for his seat . 14 This is my rest , a longer space , than Sun shall lend his light , Perpetuall here my dwelling place , here my desir'd delight . 15 Her victuals blessing will I blesse , her poore with bread suffice : 16 Her Priests in pure Salvation dresse , her Saints shall joy surprize . 17 There will I make the Horne upright , to bud on Davids head : A lamp for mine Annointed light , throughout all lands to spread . 18 His enemies shall shame befall , and weave the web they weare : Up on his head while flourish shall the Crowne that he shall beare .

PSAL. 133. Ecce quam bonum . Canticum Graduum Davidis . BEhold how good it is , how pleasing well , that there dwell unity , where Brethren dwell : 2 The precious odour did not sweeter smell , When on the head , the holy Oile that fell , As downe the beard , downe Aarons beard it went , Perfum'd the border of his Vestiment ▪ 3 So fall the pearly gems from Hermon H●ll , On Sion Mountaines so the deaws distill ; And eithers fields with rich embroidry fill , Powdring the 'r un-shorne lockes with various skill : For there , the Lords command the blessing bound , And Brethrens love with life eternall crown'd .

PSAL. 134. Ecce nunc benedicite . Canticum Graduum . BEhold , praise ye the Lord all ye , observers of his Rites , That servants in the Lords House be , before him stand by nights . 2 There , where his Sanctuary stands , to sanctifie his Name : To blesse the Lord , up-lifted hands , let hearts low-humbled frame . 3 And he , whose blessings over-shade the Hill of Holinesse : The Lord , that Heav'ns and earth hath made , thee out of Sion blesse .

PSAL. 135. Laudate nomen Domini . Halelu-jah . SIng Halelu-jah , praise th' Eternals Name , Ye servants of the Lord , set forth his praise : 2 That to the Lords House stand , his praise proclaime , In our Gods Houses Courts that spend your dayes . 3 Praise JAH : The Lord is good , as then is meet , Sing Psalmes unto his Name , so pleasing sweet , 4 For to himselfe the Lord hath Jacob chose , And his chiefe treasure Israel accounts . 5 Great is the Lord , my knowledge can disclose : And that our Lord all other gods surmounts . 6 What will the Lord have done : his will alone In Heav'ns , Earth , Seas , and all the Deeps is done . 7 From earths extremes he makes the clouds ascend , His fires and waters on the aire he flings ; In lightning-shot , and show'rs of raine to spend , The wind out of his treasuries he brings : 8 And branded Egypt bare his furies note , Whose first-borne all , from man to beast he smote . 9 His signes and wonders here and there he sent , Hard hearted Egypt , in the midst of thee , On Pharaoh's head , and all his servants spent : Yet who so blind , as they that would not see : His signes and wonders , sent and spent in vaine , Nor Pharaoh's nor his servants pride restraine . 10 He smote great Nations , mighty Kings he slew . 11 As Heshbons Sehon , King of Amorites ; And Ghog the King of Bashan overthrew , With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites ! 12 And dispossest them of their land , to blesse , And give his people Israel to possesse . 13 Thy Name , O Lord , is ever permanent , Thy memory , Lord , is to age and age : 14 The Lord will judge his people , and repent To execute the rigour of his rage : His servants faults as ready to forbeare , As to their foes in his revenge severe . 15 The Heathens Idols silver are and gold , Worke of mans hand , their makers worth beneath ; 16 Mouthes , eyes , eares , noses , can their makers mold ; 17 But cannot make them speake , see , heare , nor breathe : 18 Vaine Idoll-mongers , like your Idols just , That Idols make , or in made Idols trust . 19 O blesse the Lord ye house of Israel , O blesse the Lord , ye house of Aarons line : 20 O house of Levi ▪ blesse the Lord : As well Who feare the Lord , to blesse the Lord encline : 21 From out of Sion his high praise record , Whose dwelling is in Salem : Praise the Lord . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 136. Confitemini Domino . O Praise the Lord , for he is good , his mercy is for ever : 2 Praise him , that is of gods the God , whose mercy faileth never . 3 Praise him , that is of lords the Lord , whose mercy is for ever : 4 His sole done wonders great , record , whose mercy faileth never . 5 The Heavens , that by his wisedome made , whose mercy is for ever : 6 The earth above the waters spread , his mercy ceaseth never . 7 Which made great lights for severall place , his mercy is for ever : 8 The Sun by day to runne his race , his mercy failing never . 9 The Moon and Starres to governe night , his mercy lasting ever : 10 In their first-borne did Egypt smite , his mercy failing never . 11 And Israel from amidst them brought , his mercy is for ever : 12 With mighty hand , and arme out-rought , his mercy failing never . 13 The red sea into parts did lay , his mercy is for ever : 14 And through the midst made Israel way , his mercy failing never . 15 There shook off Pharaoh and his Host , his mercy lasting ever : 16 His people led through Desert-coast , his mercy failing never . 17 Great Kings he smote , and overthrew , his mercy is for ever : 18 And mighty Kings in battell slew , his mercy failing never . 19 As Sehon King of Amorites , his mercy lasting ever : 20 And Ghog the King of Basanites , his mercy ceasing never . 21 Their land in heritage to have , his mercy is for ever : 22 To Israel his servant gave , his mercy failing never . 23 Which of our humbled state esteem'd , his mercy is for ever : 24 From our distressors us redeem'd , his mercy failing never . 25 Bread to all flesh by whom is given , his mercy lasting ever : 26 Confesse ye to the God of Heaven , whose mercy ceaseth never .

PSAL. 137. Super flumina Babyl . DOwne sate we by the rivers side , that waters Babels wall : To raise whose streames , a springing tide of teares our eyes let fall . Remembring Sion in our vowes , our uselesse Harps we hung 2 Upon amidst the willow boughes , as slightly tun'd as strung . 3 For they that led us captives there , requir'd of us a song ; A Sion-song ( said ) let us heare , these moanes , some mirth among . 4 O no! nor harp we have , nor hand , nor voice to straine , nor string : Our Sion-song , in Shinar-land , song of the Lord to sing . 5 If , O Jerusalem , I set no more by thee than so ; Let my right hand her skill forget , my voice her song forgoe . 6 My tongue fast to my palate cling , a●d never tune employ , If ought I doe but Salem sing , the Soveraigne of my joy . 7 Be mindfull , Lord , of Edoms sons , who said on Salems day , Raze , Raze , to her foundations , with earth her levell lay . 8 Thou Daughter , Babel , laidst us waste , thy selfe shalt wasted be : O happy ! that as done thou hast to us , shall doe to thee . 9 O happy ! that thy little ones , from mothers breasts shall rash ▪ And ( pitilesse ) against the stones , their braines in pieces dash .

PSAL. 138. Consitebor tibi . Davidis . I Will confesse thee to their face , with all the heart in mee , Were Princes , Angels , Gods in place , Psalmes will I sing to thee . 2 Prostrate before thy holy Seat , thy Name will I confesse ; Thy tender mercies there repeat , and sing thy faithfulnesse . For all thy powerfull deeds proclaime , and ample proofe afford , That thou hast magnifi'd thy Name , above all Name thy Word ! 3 The day I cri'd , to thee I cri'd , thou heardst , and answerdst mee : My soule with vigour was suppli'd , and strengthned much by thee . 4 Kings of the earth shall all confesse , and make thy praise appeare ; When of thy mouth , the faithfulnesse , the words ( O Lord ) they heare . 5 Their songs shall of the waies entreat , that to the Lord belong : For of the Lord the glory great , is subject of their song . 6 For though the Lord be thron'd on hie , yet are his eies below : The lowly-hearted ever nie , the proud afar to know . 7 Amidst distresse although I went , reviv'd by thee I stand : Thy hand against my haters sent , to save me , thy right hand . 8 This worke , the hand that wrought me this , the Lord accomplish will : Thy mercy , Lord , for ever is , thy handy-worke fulfill .

PSAL. 139. Domine , probisti . Ad Praestantem , Davidis Psalmus . THou hast , O Lord , me searched out and knowne , 2 My sitting downe , and my up-rising are Within thy knowledge , cleerer than mine owne : My thoughts un-thought , thou understandst afarre , 3 My path , my pallet , winnow'd with thy fan , And all my waies thy custome is to scan . 4 For in my tongue there teem's not any word , The breathlesse infant of my pregnant thought ▪ Bucloe , un-borne , thou know'st it wholly , Lord , Though with the organs of my speech un-wrought : 5 Behind , before , thou hast beset me straight , And of thy hand upon me put the waight . 6 It is too wonderfull for me to know , To it● cannot it is set so hie : 7 O , from thy spirit whither shall I goe ? And whither shall I from thy presence flie ? 8 If I ascend the Heavens , the Heavens thee beare ; Make I my bed the Hell , loe thou art there . 9 Take I the early-rising mornings wings , And utmost seas my uncouth dwelling make , 10 Even thither me thy hand my leader brings , And thy right hand fast hold on me shall take : 11 Yet sure shall darknesse shrowd me , if I say , The night about me shall be light as day . 12 For light-lesse darknesse , darkneth not from thee , But as the day , before thee shines the night : Where seeing sees not , thou hast eyes to see , As darknesse is to thee , so is the light . 13 My reines are but the texture of thy loome . Thou coveredst me within my mothers wombe . 14 For casting me in such a covert mold , My praise shall of thy fearfull wonders tell ; How marvellous thy workes are to behold , My soule cannot expresse , yet knowes right well . 15 No bone of mine from thee is hid to know , Though close embroidred in the earth below . 16 Thine eyes did on my shapelesse substance looke , And fram'd my members from a formlesse masse ; Each one of them is written in thy booke , What day they formed were , when none there was . 17 How precious are , O God , thy thoughts to mee , Of their increase what mighty summes I see ! 18 To number them , to number were the sand , As oft as I awake , I am with thee : 19 That thou , O God , wouldst slay the wicked band , And men of blouds : Depart ye all from mee : 20 Which speake of thee what mischiefe can devise , And , but lift up in vaine , thine enemies . 21 And doe not I , Lord , them that hate thee , hate , And grieve at those that up against thee rise , As if with me thy haters held debate , As if they me despis'd , that thee despise ? 22 In hatreds full perfection them I hate , And in the number of my foes relate . 23 Search me , O God , my secret angles sound , And of my heart exactest knowledge take , Examine mine intentions from their ground , Of all my thoughts a perfect audit make . See whether I in sorrowes by-path stray , And lead me in the everlasting way .

PSAL. 140. Eripe me Domine . Ad Praestantem , Psalmus Davidis . THe evill man , the violent , from me , O Lord , keep farre : 2 Whose heart on mischiefe wholly bent , they daily gather warre . 3 They , like a Serpent , whet their tongue , beneath their lips beare stings ; With Aspes fell poyson to be stung , lesse deadly danger brings . Selah . 4 Lord , keep me from the wicked hand , and from the violent ; To thrust away my feet , which stand , and study to prevent . 5 For me the proud have hid a snare , with cords wide spread a net : Way-laid my path at un-aware , their grins for me have set . Selah . 9 Thou to the Lord my God , I said , to heare this voice of mine , A suitor to thy grace for aide , thine eare , O Lord , encline . 7 Lord God my strength , my strength to lead , my saving health from harmes : Thou sett'st the Helmet on my head , upon the day of Armes . 8 Lord , wicked men encourage not , nor grant them their desire , O further not his crafty plot , lest further they aspire . Selah . 9 Upon my chiefest haters head , that compasse me about , A covering of their lips to spread , let mischiefe ma●ke them out . 10 Let burning coales on them descend ; hot fire on them let fall : And into dungeons deep them send . whence rise they never shall . 11 A man of tongue shall never grow establish't in the land : But evill , to his overthrow , shall hunt the griping hand . 12 I know , the Lord will Justice frame , the poore opprest to quit : The Just shall sure confesse thy Name , the right , before thee sit .

PSAL. 141. Ad te , Domine . Psalmus Davidis . TO this complaint , O Lord , of mine , thy speedy help apply : Thine eare unto my voice encline , when unto thee I cry . 2 As incense , let my praier be sent , and right before thee rise ; Let mine up-lifted palmes present an evening sacrifice . 3 Set , Lord , a watch my mouth before , my wandring tongue to tie ; And of my lips keep fast the doore , whence words have wings to flie . 4 To evill further not my heart , pretences to pretend : Their dainties let me eate no part , whom wicked deeds commend . 5 But smite me , let the Just in love , his hand up-lifted lights ; Compassions his reprovings prove , his Mawle in mercy smites . Such balme ( none such the wicked powre ) shall never breake mine head : For in their evills evill houre , my praier for them shall plead . 6 Their ●udges , though by hands of rockes , lie fell'd beneath our feet , To heare my sayings , swarme by flockes , for they are pleasing sweet . 7 Our scattred bones together put , the mouth of Hell receives , As stone on earth from Quarry cut , as chips the cleaver cleaves . 8 But unto thee , O God the Lord , mine eyes attendant looke , When help thou wilt my hopes afford , leave not my soule forsooke . 9 Preserve me from the handed-snare , which they for me have laid , And grins , for which their wicked care , with cost and paine hath paid . 10 But let the wicked downe be cast , his toile his taker be : While I , together over-past , his fall , my safety see .

PSAL. 142. Voce mea ad Dominum . Maschil Davidis , cùm esset in spelunca , oratio . MY voyce , up to the Lord , I strain'd , and shew'd my wofull case ; My voyce , unto the Lord complain'd , and humbly su'd for grace . 2 My meditation I prepar'd , before him to expresse ; Before his face , have I declar'd , and powr'd out my distresse . 3 When , sunk my spirit within me lay , my path then didst thou know ; A snare to walk on , in my way , they closely did bestow . 4 On my right hand I lookt , and saw , to know me there was none : All refuge did from me withdraw ; to seeke my soule , not one . 5 To thee , ô Lord , I cry'd , and said , to thee my hopes arrive ; My lot before me thou hast lay'd , the land of them that live . 6 Consider my complaint , to thee , attend my low-brought cry : From my pursuers rescue me , they stronger are than I. 7 My soule out of close prison bring , I shall confesse thy Name ; The just about me in a ring , thy bountie shall proclaime .

PSAL. 143. Deus exaudi . Psalmus Davidis . HEare , Lord , my prayer , my fuits entend , which I for grace to thee , And to thy faithfulnesse commend , in justice answer me ! 2 And enter not by judgements right , thy servants sins to sound ; For justifi'd shall in thy sight , not one that lives be found . 3 My soule , is by my foe pursu'd , my life , to earth , lies smit : Among the dead , for ever mew'd , in darknesse set , to sit . 4 My spirit , within me spent , hath left my understanding craz'd : My troubled heart , of rest bereft , amidst me lyes amaz'd . 5 I call to mind the daies of old , on all thy worke I muse ; Thy deeds my serious thoughts behold , what passe thy hands peruse . 6 To thee I stretch forth either hand , thy help to entertaine : My soule ●or thee , as weary land , thirsts after welcome raine . Selah . 7 Haste Lord and heare , my spirit is done , hide not thy face from me : Like them that downe the pit are gone , lest else made soon I be . 8 Thy morning mercy make me heare , in thee I trust , to mee The way I am to walke make cleere , I list my soule to thee . 9 From my pursuing enemies , O Lord , deliver me : That where my safeties shelter lies , for covert flie to thee . 10 Thou art my God , to doe thy will , O make me understand , To guide me , thy good Spirit instill , where right commands the land . 11 And for that Names sake of thine owne , thou , Lord , shalt quicken mee : As for thy Justice thou art knowne , my soule from pressure free . 12 Against my foes thy power employ , make strong thy Mercies arme : My soules distressors all destroy , that me thy servant harme .

PSAL. 144. Benedictus Dominus . Davidis . BLest be the Lord , my Rocke of Might , my Fortresse , never farre : By whom my hands are taught to fight , my fingers fram'd for warre . 2 My Mercy , my strong Hold , my Towre , my Saviour , and my Shield : In whom I trust , and by whose power , to me my people yeeld . 3 Lord , what is man , that thy respect , to know him , takes such care ? Why on the sons of man reflect , and reckon what they are ? 4 Man is of vanity a masse , made up , on earth to creep ; Whose daies , as slides the shadow , passe to death , the house of sleep . 5 Thy Heav'ns , O Lord , bow and come downe , with tempests warning stroke ; And with thy clouds , the Mountaines crowne , but touch , and they shall smoake . 6 Lighten thy lightnings fi'ry darts , to scatter them withall : Send home thine arrowes to their hearts , and , troubled , make them fall . 7 Thy saving hand send from on hi● , for my deliverance stand : Rid from the many waters nie , freed from strange childrens hand . 8 Whose mouth of vanitie the mold , dissembles in their stile ▪ On falshood , whose right hand takes hold , a right hand full of guile . 9 To thee , O God , prepare will I , a new-set song to sing , On ten-string'd Lute and Psalterie , with sound of voice and string . 10 His gift it is whereby Kings stand , salvation that they have ; Doth from the sword in mischiefes hand , his servant David save . 11 Release me from strange childrens hand , whose mouth the mint of lies ; Whose right hand , right hand is to band , and vent vaine forgeries . 12 Which say , " Our sons young plants shall grow ; the daughters we beget , Like polish't angles on a row , in Royall Palace set . 13 That yeelding sorts of meats and meats . our Garners never cease : Our flockes bring thousands in our streets , ten thousands of encrease . 14 Our Oxen fed , to labour stout , the burthen , strong to beare : No breaking in , none going out , our streets no clamour heare . ☜ 15 O blessed people ! ( people say ) with goods , not goodnesse stor'd : O , rather blessed people they , whose good is God the Lord .

PSAL. 145. Exaltabo te Deus . Tehillah 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Davidis . Acrostichon , deest Nun Hebr. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ADvance thy praise , my King , O God , will I , and I will blesse thy Name perpetually : 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 2 Blessing thee every day will I dispend , to praise thy Name my song shall never end . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 3 Great is the Lord , and greatly to be prais'd , and to his greatnesse can no search ●e rais'd . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 4 Deeds done by thee shall age to age commend , to shew thy powers , posterities contend . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 5 How beauteous is thy glorious Majestie , words of thy marvells meditate will I. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 6 Whose dreadfull power to speak they shall not spare , as for thy greatnesse , that will I declare . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 7 Summes of thy goodnesse shall mens minds employ , to sing thy Justice , they shall shout for joy . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 8 How full of grace ! with pity how repleat the Lord ! long-suffring , and in mercy great . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 9 To all , the Lord his goodnesse sendeth downe , and all his workes his tender mercies crowne . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 10 In praising thee , Lord , all thy workes confesse , and ( blest in being thine ) thy Saints thee blesse . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 11 Cleere glory of thy Kingdome they shall tell , and with thy glory speake what power doth dwell . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 12 Let Adams children know his mighty hand , his Kingdomes comely honour understand . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 13 Measure of time thy Kingdomes raigne transcends , and thy Dominion age and age extends . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 14 Sustainer is the Lord of all that fall , and them that crooked are , erecteth all ▪ 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 15 Intent on thee their eyes all creatures bend , and thou , in time to them their meat dost send . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 16 Plentifully , with open hand , at will , each living things desire thou dost fulfill . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 17 So just the Lord in all the waies he goes , so mercifull in all the workes he does . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 18 Callers on him to all the Lord is nie , to all that call upon him faithfully . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 19 Requests all granted , shall his fearers have , to heare their cry , and them distrest to save . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 20 So all that love him , will the Lord sustaine ; and of the wicked , let not one remaine . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 21 To praise the Lord , my mouth a song shall frame , all flesh for ever blesse his holy Name .

PSAL. 146. Lauda anima med Dominum . Halelu-jah . O Praise the Lord , my soule , as long as life ( Lord ) lends me daies : 2 Thy praise ( while I ! ) shall be my song , my God , to sing thy praise . 3 In Princes , and in Adams son , whose substance is but dust , With whom is no salvation , repose no settled trust . 4 Who , when his prisoned spirit goes forth , turnes to his earth againe : That day his thoughts are nothing worth he travell'd with in paine . 5 O happy he , that hath fore-laid , to be his strong abode , The God of Jacob for his aide , his hope , the Lord his God . 6 Which made the heav'ns , the earth , the deeps , and what they all containe : His promise faithfully who keeps , for ever to remaine . 7 Which judgeth those that suffer wrong , gives to the hungry bread : The Lord from chaines and fetters strong , sets loose the captive head . 8 The Lord gives light to lightlesse eies , restores the blind to sight : The Lord erects that crooked lies , the Lord the Just loves right . 9 The Lord keeps strangers from distresse , of Orphans is the stay : Relieves the widow comfortlesse , subverts the wicked way . 10 The Lord , upon his Royall Throne eternally shall raigne ; Thy God , O Sion , King alone , shall age and age remaine .

PSAL. 147. Laudate Dominum . PRaise God , for it is good to sing , a song of praise is sweet : To praise our God a pleasant thing , his praise , a practice meet . 2 Of his Jerusalem the walls , the Lord builds up againe ; The scattred out-casts home recalls , His Israels remaine . 3 His hand the broken-hearted heales , their depth of sorrow sounds : Safe medicine for their sicknesse deales , binds up their bleeding wounds . 4 The number of the Starres he tells , and gives them names expresse : 5 Great is the Lord , his Power excells , his Prudence numberlesse . 6 The Lord lifts-up the meeke on wings , to base oppression thrust ; But head-long downe the wicked flings , and drownes their pomp in dust . 7 O sing unto the Lord with praise , with praise of voice and string ; High to the Harp our voices raise , Psalmes to our God to sing . 8 Which covereth Heav'ns with clouds , below for earth prepares the raine ; On Mountaines cliffes makes grasse to grow , as on the Meadowie-plaine . 9 Which to the Nation of the beast , their feeding doth supply ; And gives the sons of Ravens a feast , when they for hunger cry . 10 He takes no pleasure in the might , and mannage of the Horse ; Nor in the legges of man delight , supporters of his force . 11 The Lords delight is on them set , that on his feare depend : That to his Mercy seeke to get , whereon their hopes attend . 12 O Salem , laud the Lord Most-Hie , Sion , thy God confesse : 13 For he thy gates doth fortifie , ●hy sons within thee , blesse . 14 He in thy border settleth peace , from feare of hostile hand : With kidnies fat of wheats increase , he loads thy labour'd land . 15 The earth his blessings doth afford , at his commanding will ; And very swiftly runs his Word , his Precept to fulfill . 16 He from his clouds , with scattring gale , like lockes of wooll gives snow ; Doth on the Hill , the Downe , the Dale , hoare-frosts , like ashes , strow . 17 His ice , like morsels , forth he casts , to bind the streames in bands : Before his cold-congealing blasts , who stands , that them withstands ? 18 He sends his Word , that wills them melt , his South-wind bids to blow ; Whose thawing breath no sooner felt , the frozen waters flow . 19 His Word of truth , whereon to trust , to Jacob hath he told : His Statutes and his Judgements just , taught Israel to hold . 20 He hath not so in any case , with any Nation dealt ; Nor with like knowledge of his grace , his Judgements have they felt . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 148. Laudate Dominum . Halelu-jah . YE Quiristers of Heavenly Quire , to praise the Lord Most-Hie , From Heaven , whereto our Hymnes aspire , confesse him from on hie . 2 Ye Angels all , that in a ring , about his Throne attend : His praise in heavenly consort sing , him all his Hosts commend . 3 O Sun , the Soveraigne of the day , and Moone , the Queen of night ; His praises Sun and Moon display , with all the Starres of light . 4 Ye Heavens of Heavens , confesse him all , about your Spheres that move : From Aire 's mid-region , ye that fall , cold waters from above . 5 To praise the Name of God the Lord , their part each creature beare : For his Commandment gave the word , and they created were . 6 Their Order , and eternall Round , by him establish't was ; His Law , their limits certaine bound , they have no power to passe . 7 Dragons and Whales , your deepest note , to praise the Lord compose ; That range in So●les or Seas remote , his praise all Deeps disclose . 8 Fire , Haile , Snow , Vapour , stormy Wind , his ministers at hand ; To burne , to bruise , to lose , to bind , to doe his Words command . 9 Mountaines , Hills , Desert , or in Field , Trees , free-growne , planted ; all , As well that fruit by culture yeeld , as Laric-Cedars tall . 10 Wild Beast , that Cave or Covert keeps , all Cattell , every thing , On mother-earth as well that creeps , as aire-cut Fowle of wing . 11 Kings great on earth , to Soveraigne's-Great , all Subjects that belong : Princes , and all on Judgements Seat , that judge Earths right and wrong . 12 Young Men and Maidens , whose fresh flow'rs of youth begin to bloome : Old Men and Children , whose best powers are past , or yet to come . 13 The Lords Name let them praise , for hie his Name is rais'd alone ; Above the earth his Majestie , above the Heavens his Throne . 14 And he hath rais'd his peoples Horne , a praise his Saints hold deare ; Of Israel the children borne , a Nation to him neere .

PSAL. 149. Cantate Domino . Halelu-jah . SIng to the Lord a new-set song , un-heard in former daies : His Saints assemblies sing among , and celebrate his praise . 2 With joy his Makers praise to sing , let Israel make choice ; As loyall Subjects to their King ; let Sions sons rejoyce . 3 To praise his Name with Flute and Dance , his praise in consort sing , With Timbrels touch his praise advance , with Hymnes and Harps sweet string . 4 The Lord is with his people pleas'd , the meeke in heart cast downe , With his Salvations beauty eas'd , with glorious Wreath to crowne . 5 In glory let the Saints rejoyce , in holy company ; And shout at home with joyfull noise , as on their beds they lye . 6 Of Gods high praises , let the word within their throat resound ; And in their hand a two-mouth'd sword , on each side sharp , be found . 7 The Heath'ns with vengeance to pursue , with pride , that so did swell : The Nations , with reprovings due , to checke , when they rebell . 8 To bind their Kings in captive chaines , and leave their Hosts no head : Their Nobles , with their lordly traines , in iron bolts to lead . 9 To execute the Judgement writ , upon them every one : Such honour as doth best befit , to all his Saints be done . Halelu-jah .

PSAL. 150. Laudate Dominum . Halelu-jah . O Praise God in his Holinesse , his firmament of might : 2 His powers , his greatnesse numberlesse , with boundlesse praise recite . 3 His praise let sound of Trumpet ring , praise him with Lute and Lyre : 4 Praise him with Tymbrel , Flute , and String , with Organ fill the Quire . 5 Praise him with Cymbals sounding shrill , his praises great record : Let loudest-sounding Cymbals fill : " Let all breath praise the Lord .

PSAL. 151. Ex Additione Apollinarii . 1 SAM. cap. 17. OF all my brethren , I ( the least ) my Harp and Song assai'd ; And while my flocke was at their feast , to feast their Master plai'd . 2 Such happinesse have Shepheards crew , that know no further care : How happy were they , if they knew , how happy men they are ! 3 That common not , where clamours dwell , nor covet but their owne ; Nor to their Betters knowne too well , dye to themselves unknowne . 4 But ah , my Shepherds fare , farewell , farewell my flocke of sheep ; My little flocke , who kept you well , must you no longer keep . 5 Yet Harp and Song , that Shepherd sings , to whom the Muse is given , May change a straine , and sing of Kings , may sing the King of Heaven . 6 Say then , what Angel came to call Heavens Champion forth to fight , Against Heavens foe , and in his fall put all his Host to flight ? ¶ 7 A man of Gath , an Infidell , with him , at handy-strokes , Of all the Host of Israel , a Combatant provokes . 8 His limbes were vast , and ample nerv'd , his weapons not a few : His sword and shield , the Saint he serv'd , his Idols serv'd for shew . 9 My Brethren valiant were and strong , but God had not decreed , To them the glory should belong , of this Heaven-sorted deed . 10 God gave me courage to confound this crest-swolne Pythons power ; To batter downe , and bring to ground this cloud-threat Babel Tower . 11 Full forty dayes this Behemoth came , to our hearts griefe to heare , Blaspheming Gods Almighty Name . ¶ Like Weavers beame , his Speare . 12 No Speare brought I , nor Bow , nor Bill , of Armour use had none : To charge a Sling I had some skill , and thence discharge a stone . 13 Wherewith , if right his Murrion sit , may I but see his face , My thunder-handed bolt shall hit the destin'd speeding-place . 14 Enrag'd , mine eldest brother cri'd , This fight com●st thou to see ? Avant , proud Boy : I soon repli'd , Is here no cause for mee ? 15 More calm King Saul : My heart ( holds ) good , yeeres ( doubts ) too few , in truth : Gath flesh't in battels , broil●s , and blood , a kill-man from his youth . 16 But I , What is he more than man ? Let no mans heart ( said ) faile : Against six cubits and a span , shall not Heavens Arme prevaile ? 17 A Lion and a Beare surpriz'd , and slaine my right hand hath : This Philistine uncircumcis'd , What is this man of Gath ? 18 Comes Gath to shed our bloud for spoile , as wine-presse sheds the grape ? Or doth his Ekrons hungry soile , for Judah's Cities gape ? 19 With him to deale doe I desire , these Rephaims force to feele : Although his hands were hands of fire , or gads of burning steele . 20 The Lion and the Beare for might , were much the better part : But man to man is equall fight , the odds is in the heart . 21 Admit with sithe he mowe his beard , with harrow rake his head : His Lance be like a maine-mast rear'd , an iron racke his bed ! 22 I bring to field ( and God before ) as many hands as he : A better cause , and courage more , and these are Armes for me . 23 The iron he is wont to weare , who blames me to refuse ? As much perhaps as I can beare , much more than he can use . 24 He comes to me with Sword and Shield , with steel'd bead Speare in hand ; Arm'd with his Name , come I to field , that Armies can command . 25 ¶ Then he , thy dreame-beleeving boasts , old Jesse's beardlesse sonne : Thine Host , thine Hosts , Lord God of Hosts , accurs'd be all , as one : 26 What honour shall my Combate gaine , with Shepherd Rivall shar'd : Of thee , when men shall say ( though slaine ) yet this was he that dar'd . 27 The only man of all his Host , so often urg'd thereto : What none durst doe , who durst doe most , that undertooke to doe . 28 That dar'd with one , that did excell , encounter hand to hand : In which encounter though he fell , he fell , where none durst stand . 29 Thy glory will be easie bought , a deathlesse victorie , With me sit match , but to be thought , though purchas 't with to die . 30 Give me a man , my equall match , where like proportion lies : With Flies men may not Eagles catch , and Eagles catch no Flies . 31 Ye Reeds of Judah , raise high wind , and Trumpet loud of warre : But we by proofe , asunder find , your sound and substance farre . 32 Why , Race of leaves ? why , shades on wall , why should your female feare , Since ●all ye must , refuse to fall by great Pelesheths speare ? 33 By us to have been overcome , what losse shall ye sustaine ? Sometime to have been lost , to some hath prov'd the loosers gaine . 34 Yeeld us your Lords , and home returne , possesse your daies in peace : With sword , incense not fire to burne , thy Braves , Ben-Jesse , cease . 35 Five thousand shekels weight of brasse , my coat of Maile out-weighes : Six hundred iron shekels masse , upon my speare-pile playes . 36 Beneath this weight thou scarce canst stand , scarce this bare burthen beare : But much more heavie my right hand , dye , ere thou feele , for feare . 37 Adde then my Helm , Sword , Shield , & Lance , a second load alone , Too bigge for thee but to advance , Brat , with thy feeble bone ! 38 Thou hast three brethren arm'd in field , were all your strength in one ; All foure could not one Anak yeeld , to combat me alone . 39 More blest hadst thou abode at home , and serv'd thy fathers slaves , Than , Wretch , with me to cope have come , as to a dogge with staves . 40 In scorne , my sword is stain'd with none , before my wroth be whet : Now scorne and anger joyne in one , what rage shall both beget ? 41 Thy bowels , and white-marrow'd bones , shall therefore wild beasts eate : Thy braines beat out with bats and stones , shall be the Vultures meat . 42 ¶ What help ! I had no reaching dart , no tackling , but a thong : A sling my weapon ; but a heart above all weapon , strong . 43 Thy railing challenge speakes thee base , in termes blasphemous flung : Nor suits it with a souldiers grace , to be so ranke of tongue . 44 A Lions head ( Foole ) can out-beard an host of heartlesse Hinds : The greatest men ( is often heard ) beare not the greatest minds . 45 Thy Helme and Target trust thou not , with those unwieldy thighes : The compleat-arm'd Rhinocerot , looke where he falls , he lies . 46 Thine Armours load , but laggs faint heart , for flight the more unfit : The bigger man thou art , thou art the bigger marke to hit . 47 Thou hast not soule enough to cramme , that Carricks every chinke : The hugest Hulke that ever swamme , a small sprung leake may sinke . 48 When Aire and Water fall to myre , the purest from to fall , The soule of Elements , the fire , is spher'd above them all . 49 No sparke of that Ethereall flame , inspir'd thine earth-borne birth : As from the earth thy Chaos came , thou hast a soule of earth . 50 As earth , thy mother groan'd in paine , when she thy burthen gave : Thy breath , between thy teeth constraine , and groaning gnaw thy grave . 51 But most , to make thy quarrell good , must grounded cause be given : Thy vantage is but flesh and bloud , mine is the hand of Heaven . 52 What fury forc't thee on these pikes , forlorne attempt to give ? " At Heaven who strikes , himselfe he strikes , and hath not long to live . 53 Of five , I chose one pibble round , that levell flew as li●e ; And in his fore-head sunke a wound ; Thou hast it , Philistine ! 54 Now , for mine owne I can thee claime ! " To Ida's faire-ey'd Swaine , " The Delian gave not so good aime , " when Thetis son was slaine . 55 God , even our God , of Mighties most , whom thou revild'st this day , By me , the meanest of his Host , hath sent thee death for pay . 56 His sword then drew I from his side , and groveling on the land , As he the living God defi'd , at once , with either hand , 57 His head I from his shoulders strooke , there our Colossus fell ; So this reproach Ben-Jesse tooke from honour'd Israel . 58 Thou , Vale of Elah , saw'st this fight , that cost Goliaths head : Thou , Vale of Elah , saw'st this flight , when lost Pelesheth fled . 59 Ye neighbour Groves , and ecchoing Trees , heard Gath on Dagon call : Proud Ashteroth , beneath our knees , saw Ekrons Idols fall . 60 For joy let Judah shout to God , while Gath and Ekron howle ; My soule a valiant march hath trod , a valiant march my soule .

Finis Libri quinti.

Praise to the God of Heaven , Be given by mee a Worme , That Davids numbers in this forme , To mee a Worme hath given . R.B. FINIS .

Ben. Ar. Montan.

Poëtica sine dubio est Psalmorum in Fonte compositio .

D. J. Rainold . Oxon.

Poëtica sine dubio , sic omnibus virtutibus tam modulatè consonantibus ; omnibus partibus tam egregiè consentientibus ; luminibus omnibus tam excellenter refulgentibus , enitescens ; ut nihil veritati , lenitate ; nihil gravitati , amoenitate ; nihil Majestati , festivitate ; nihil Dignitati , jucunditate ; nihil Magnitudini , concinnitate ; nihil denique Divinitati , humanitate , detrahitur

MEMORIAE

Reverendssi. P. Honoratissi. D. L. Andrewes , nuper D. Episc. Winton . Dom. & Tutoris mei Colendissi. cujus auspiciis inchoatum hoc opus , Ego R.B. Observantiss . Dd. c .

Coelum Animam ; Marmor tua condidit ossa ; supersunt Ingenii Gemmae , Viva Sepulchra tui .

Errata .

PSal. 16.7 . for mighty , reade nightly . Psal. 89.40 . for selfe absent , reade thy selfe absent .

Other errours favourably excuse , and amend at pleasure .