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THE Psalms of DAVID IN METER : Fitted to the Tunes used IN Parish-Churches .

By JOHN PATRICK , D. D. Preacher to the Charterhouse , London .

Imprimatur ,

Sept. 30. 1691. Ra. Barker .

LONDON , Printed for A. and I. Churchill , at the Black Swan in Paternoster-Row ; and L. Meredith , at the Star in S. Paul's Churchyard , 1694.

PSALM I. [ To the 100 Psalm Tune . ] BLest is the Man , whose vertuous steps No wicked Counsels lead aside : Nor stands in Sinners ways ; nor sits Where God and Goodness men deride . But on the Laws Divine his Love Is plac'd , his Soul 's entire delight ; On these his mind is fix'd by Day , On these his wakeful thoughts by Night . He like a Tree , from Living Streams Derives his Sap and kindly Juice ; His Leaves are ever fresh and green , His Branches timely Fruits produce . No cross Events shall blast his hopes , Nor spoil the pleasures of his mind ; Whilst the ungodly are dispers'd Like Chaff , by every Stormy Wind. Tho' Sinners here may pass for Saints , And vile Hypocrisy for Grace ; Their Guilt , when judg'd , will find no plea , Nor they among the Just a place . God will reward the Just mens work , As he approves the ways they tread ; But the smooth paths of Sinners , down To Death and to Damnation lead .
PPALM I. [ Another Metre . ] HE 's Happy , whom no wicked mens Lewd Counsels lead aside : Nor stands in Sinners ways , nor fits Where Scorners God deride . But on God's Laws his Love is plac'd , His Soul 's entire delight : On these his Mind is fix'd by Day , On these his Thoughts by Night . He 's like a Tree , that from pure streams Draws Sap and kindly Juice : His Leaves are ever fresh and green , His Boughs fair Fruits produce . No'Events shall blast his hopes , nor spoil The pleasures of his Mind : Whilst the Ungodly are like Chaff , Dispers'd by every Wind. Tho' Sinners here should pass for Saints , Hypocrisy for Grace ; Guilty , when judg'd , they 'll find no plea , Nor with the Just a place . God will Just Men alone reward , Who ' approves the path they tread : But Sinners ways , tho' smooth , to Death And to Damnation lead .
PSALM II. WHY do the Heathen Nations rage , And foolish things surmise ? Kings set themselves against their God , Rulers his Christ despise . His gentle Government their yoke , His Laws they count their chain ; Freedom they 'll have without controll , No Bands shall them restrain . But God above will scorn their rage , Their vain attempts deride ; His pow'r shall fright them , and his wrath Vex their defeated Pride . For all their spight , I 've set my King Securely on his Throne : And what I had decreed before , Proclaim'd him now my Son . This is the Birth-Day of thy Rule , Thy Sceptre I 'll advance O'er all the Earth , the Gentiles give For thine Inheritance . Thou with an Iron Rod shalt bruise Their disobedient Neck ; Like brittle Potsherds , all their pow'rs Without resistance break . Let the great Rulers of the World This greater Lord revere ; Serve him with chearful willingness , And his displeasure fear . In Low Submissions to the Son , Your Happiness do's lie : Then you are safe , when he 's well pleas'd ; When he 's provok'd , ye die .
PSALM III. WHat numbers , Lord , against me rise , And in my Troubles boast ? That say my hopes in God are vain And my Condition lost ? But , Lord , in thee I 'll glory still , And on thy pow'r rely : Thou shalt defend me as a shield , And lift my head on high . To thee in my distress I cry'd , And thou from Heav'n didst hear : Safely I slept without concern , And wak'd without all fear . Tho' Thousands of my Foes conspird , My courage should not fail ; Tho' they besieg'd me , I should be Secur'd , or else prevail . Arise and save me , O my God ; For thou hast heretofore Turn'd back mine Enemies with shame , And broken all their pow'r . Those whom the Lord do's Love and own He still will bless and save ; Then let this Author of their good , Their chearful praises have .
PSALM IV. HEar me , O Lord , the great support Of mine Integrity : Thou hast my former troubles eas'd , Now to my pray'rs draw nigh . Fond men ! that would my Glory stain , My Government despise ; How long will ye pursue vain hopes , And please your selves with lyes ? Know that the Lord selects a man That 's Godly , to advance : And when I seek his aid , will send Timely Deliverance . Sin not , but fear ; let quiet thoughts Instruct and make you wise : Join a pure heart with trust in God , As the best Sacrifice . Tho' many thro' distrust , for good To other succours fly ; Thou art our Hope ; Lord , cast on us A favourable Eye . Thy Love more chears my heart , than their's Whose Corn has wish'd increase ; Or when a happy Vintage makes Their Wine o'erflow the press Down will I lie in Peace , and sleep Shall close my wearied Eyes ; No fears disturb me , whilst I know In God my Safety lies .
PSALM V. [ As the 100 Psalm . ] LOrd hear my words , regard the Moans And sighs , that from my sorrows spring : Receive the Pray'rs , redress the wrongs I spread before my God and King . Sluggish desires will not procure The speedy succours I expect ; But timely help will come , when I Betimes my pray'r to God direct . Sinners in prosp'rous wickedness By God abhorr d , place their delight ; Excluded from his Favour here , Hereafter banish'd from his Sight . O just reward ! for God to hate Those Fools , who will not practise good : And those at last destroy , who deal In lyes , in treachery and blood . But , Lord , may I the favour have Within thy Courts again t' appear ; Before thy Presence I 'll fall down , And worship thee with holy fear . Lead me in plain and righteous paths ; Lest those that , like an open Grave , Wait for my fall , in false disguise , True pleasure in my ruine have . Destruction's their deserved doom ; Let their own Counsels make 'em fall ; Crimes oft repeated , and beyond All hopes of Cure , for Vengeance call . Let all that Love and trust in God , Triumph in his protecting care . Thy favour , Lord , will shield from harm , And blessings for the just prepare .
PSALM V. [ Another Metre . ] LOrd hear the silent moans and sighs , That from my sorrows spring : O clear my Innocence , who ' appeal To thee my God and King . As thou my voice , when I first wake , Shalt hear , so I expect Thy timely help , when I betimes My Pray'r to God direct . The wicked works , that finners please , Cannot be Gods delight : These shall be'excluded from his Love , And banish'd from his sight . 'T is just for God to hate those fools That will not practise good : And those destroy , who deal in lyes , In treachery and blood . But , Lord , may I the Favour have Within thy Courts t' appear ; Before thy Presence I 'll fall down , And worship thee with fear . Lead me in Righteous Ways , lest those That , like an open Grave , Wait for my fall in false disguise , Joy in my ruine have . Doom'd to destruction , may their own Devices make them fall : Crimes multiply'd and beyond hopes Of Cure , for Vengeance call . Let all rejoice , that love the Lord , And in his Goodness trust : Whom God will bless , and with his Love Both crown and shield the just .
PSALM VI. [ As the 100 Psalm . ] LOrd I can suffer thy rebukes , When thou with kindness dost chastise ; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear ; O Let not this against me rise . Pity my languishing Estate ; And those perplexities I feel , While crushed by thy heavy hand ; O let thy gentler touches heal . Lord , for thy Goodness sake , return And save my Life ; for in the Grave None can remember thee , nor thou Thankful acknowledgments canst have . See how I pass my weary Days In sighs and groans ; and when 't is Night I drown my Bed and self in tears : My grief consumes and dims my sight . Depart , ye wicked Foes , your hopes Are dash'd ; for this my mournful Voice , Will bring God nearer to mine aid , When ye come flocking to rejoice . The Lord hath heard my pray'r ; and those Who gap'd upon me as their prey , Will vex themselves at their defeat , And in Confusion turn away .
PSALM VI. [ Another Metre . ] LOrd I can well endure , when thou Dost kindly me chastise ; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear ; O let it never rise . Pity my weak Estate , and those Perplexities I feel , While crushed by thy hand , O let Thy gentler touches heal . ln mercy , Lord , return , and spare My Life ; for in the Grave None can remember thee ; nor thou Canst chearful praises have . See how I pass my weary days In groans ; and when 't is Night , I drown my Bed and felt in tears ; My grief consumes my sight . Depart ye wicked Foes ; your hopes Are dash'd ; my mournful voice Will bring me help from God , when ye Come flocking to rejoice . The Lord hath heard my pray'r , and those That gaped for a prey ; Vexed at their defeated hopes , With shame shall turn away .
PSALM VII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
O My good God , in thee I trust , Save me from harm , as thou art just With Lion's rage mine Enemy , Will tear me , whilst no Saviour's nigh . But , Lord , if e'er my guilty mind Has such iniquity design'd ; Or I with ill returns of spite , My peaceful Neighbour did requite ; If I 've not sav'd and set him free , Who 's now my causeless Enemy ; Then let him lay , as 't is but just , My Life and Honour in the Dust . In Anger , arm'd with pow'r , arise To quell my raging Enemies : Great Judge ! Mens careless Justice here , Calls for thy Judgments more fevere . Oppressed People round thee wait , Till thou ascend thy Judgment Seat . God equal Justice will dispence ; Clear then my wronged Innocence . Make Malice and Injustice cease , And settle Righteous Men in peace . God sees our thoughts and never can Be brib'd to favour unjust Man .
Part II. God knows my heart to be sincere , And will be my Deliverer . He will defend the Righteous cause , Gainst wicked men , who break his Laws : Whose Punishment tho' he delay , He 's angry with them every day . But when forbearance proves a let To their return , his Sword he 'll whet . After fair warnings to repent , God's Bow 's for Execution bent . Whence , 't is decreed , he 'll arrows shoot , Deadly to them that persecute . Forbear then , further to design Against a Life , will ruine thine : Nor be at pains to dig a pit , When sure thy self to fall in it . So stones with Malice upward thrown , To break my head , may crush thine own ; And violent dealing prove , when bent To others harm , thy punishment . Lord , in chase just : returns of thine , Thy Faithfulness do's brightly shine : And as thy Name on high they raise , Shall be the Subject of my praise .
PSALM VII . [ Another Metre . ]
O My good God in thee I trust ; Save me as thou art just . My Life , when there 's no Saviour near , A Lion's rage will tear . But , Lord , if e'er my guilty mind , Such wickedness design'd ; Or I with ill returns of Spite , My Neighbour did requite ; If I 've not sav'd and set him free Who ' is now mine Enemy : Then let him Jay , as 't is but just , Mine honour in the Dust . In Angen , arm'd with pow'r , arise To quell mine Enemies . Great Judge ! mens careless Justice here , Calls for thine more severe . Oppressed People round do wait , Till this judge takes his Seat . Impartial Justice he 'll dispence ; Clear then mine Innocence . Make malice and injustice cease , Settle just men in peace . God sees our thoughts , and never can Favour unrighteous man .
Part II. God knows my heart sincere to be , And will deliver me : He will defend my righteous cause , 'Gainst those who break his Laws . Whose punishment tho' he delay , He 's angry every Day . And if forborn they 're wicked still ; His Sword he whets to kill . After fair warnings to repent , His Bow lies ready bent : From whence he 'll deadly arrows shoot 'Gainst them that persecute . Against my Life cease to design , 'T will only ruine thine : Nor be at pains to dig a Pit , When sure to fall in it . So stones thrown up to break my head , May crush thine own instead : And violent dealing prove , when bent T' hurt me , thy punishment . Lord , in these just returns of chine , Thy Truth do's brightly shine : And as thy Name on high they raise , Promote my Songs of Praise .
PSALM VIII . ALL the Earth's praises to thy Name , Its Greatness , Lord , declare : Heav'n's Lustre , by thy Glory , is Out-shin'd in brightness far . From the weak pow'rs of Babes , thou mak'st Thy Victories arise ; They still the Triumphs of thy Foes , And shame thine Enemies . When I to Heav'n , thy glorious Work , Raise mine admiring Eye ; And there behold the Moon and Stars That beautify the Sky . Lord ! what is Man , that he should have In thy kind thoughts a place ? Why dost thou thus advance and bless His miserable Race ? Tho' lower than the Angels made , He wears a glorious Crown : Thy Works below all stoop to him , And him their Sov'reign own . The Beasts that in the Pastures feed , Or in the Desarts lie ; Fishes that move within the Seas , Or Fowls beneath the Sky : These are his Slaves , but let not Man Disown God's Government ; Whose Pow'r do's Rule the World , whose Name Alone is Excellent .
PSALM IX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
WIth all my Soul I 'll bless the Lord , And all his mighty works proclaim : Gladness and Joy shall fill my heart , Whilst I sing praises to his Name . All my proud Foes did turn their backs , And sought their Safety in their flight ? When they saw God stand on our Side , They wounded fell , and perish'd quite . When I oppos'd my self against That daring Foe who God defy'd , He then maintain'd my Cause , and gave An open Judgment on my Side . The Heathens Insolence was check'd , When their tall Champion fell with shame ; Thou 'st put an everlasting blot Of Infamy upon their Name . Then boast no more proud Enemy , Our Countries Desolation ; What Cities thou wilt waste , and lay In ruin'd heaps ; these hopes are gone . Th' Eternal God , from Change secure , Has plac'd his Throne in glorious Light : When he appears to judge the World , His Sentence will be just and right . From him th' oppress'd will find relief , He 'll be their refuge in distress : No good Man's Faith was ever sham'd , His Pray'r ne'er wanted good Success .
Part II. To God your chearful praises sing , Who dwells in Sion , and proclaim What wonders he for us has done , That all may know and fear his Name . He 'll find out those that dare t' oppress The Meek , and slay the Innocent : Whose cries will quicken the approach Of their delayed punishment . By malice now reduc'd to Straits God's merciful regard I crave ; Who oft has sav'd me when I stepp'd Upon the Threshold of the Grave . Sions Assemblies then shall hear The Songs of my Deliverance ; And in the Triumphs of my Joy , Thy pow'r that sav'd me I 'll advance . For all shall see , what in the End These God-less Sinners true shall find , By th' Arts for others ruine us'd , They their own Safety undermin'd . God by the Judgments he inflicts , Declares his Righteousness to all : They who lay Trains to hurt the good , Set Traps t' occasion their own fall . Yea Hell their final ruine waits , Who God and Justice disregard : When poor mens wronged Patience Obtains sure rescue and reward . Arise , O Lord , and interpose To blast the wicked's good Success ; And by thy Terrours , make them feel They are but Men , and so Confess .
PSALM X. [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
WHY , Lord , dost thou so far withdraw , And hide thy self in our distress ? Now that the wicked with such rage And insolence the poor oppress ? Oh may their ill designs , in which They boast so much , prove their own fall ; Who count the Men of Violence Happy , tho' God abhorrs them all . Such is his Pride , he 'll not enquire Whether there be a God or no ; But carelesly concludes there 's none , Or that he cares not what men do . To do all Mischief is his work ; God's Judgments make him not forbear ; All Men he sets at naught , and looks On all his Foes below his fear . He foolishly presumes , no Change Shall ever happen in his State , Nothing disturb his quiet rest , Nor any trouble be his fate . Nothings amiss that serves his Ends ; He curses when he means to cheat : And hides the mischief he designs By Oaths of falshood and deceit . He lurks in secret Coverts , where Travellers pass without defence : Unseen he spies and murders those Whose only Arms are Innocence . Close as a Lion for his prey He waits , as cruel to devour ; As Birds are drawn into the Net , He gets the poor into his pow'r .
Part II. Harmless and Innocent he seems , By putting on a humble guise ; The poor man he intends to seize , To his assaults more open lies . He fansies those whom he designs For ruine , are by God forgot , Or shall not be relieved by His Pow'r , because he sees them not . Stretch forth thy mighty Arm , O Lord , And all these Blasphemies confute ; Thus by thine help the poor will know , That God do's hear their humble Suit . Why should the wicked thus insult , And God with so much scorn contemn ? And why , because forborn , conclude That God will never punish them ? Thou all their Villainies dost see , And wilt their spiteful rage requite : The poor that has no Friend , commits Himself to thee , to do him right . Break thou the pow'r of evil Men , Who strive injustice to maintain ; Search and avenge their wickedness , Till nought that can do harm remain . Thou art the same Almighty Lord , Whose Kingdom shall for ever stand ; Whose pow'r has heretofore expell d The Heathen Nations from this Land . Thou , Lord , hast oft th' afflicted heard When they to thee have made complaint ; Thou wilt dispose their hearts to wait Meekly on thee , and Audience grant . Thou wilt assert the poor mens rights , And from their proud Oppressors free ; That Tyrants , sprung out of the Earth , Their Terrour may no longer be .
PSALM XI . I Trust in God , why should I then By those discourag'd be , Who bid me , like a frighted Bird , Unto the Mountains flee . For crafty foes my ruine wait , Have ready bent their Bow ; If the Foundations be destroyed ; What can the Righteous do ? God in his Sanctuary dwells , Heav'n is his glorious Throne , From whence he views the Sons of Men , And judges every one . When he examines righteous Men , He do's their works approve : Such as are wicked and unjust , His Soul can never Love . Snares shall befall them , and for these This mixture is made up , Fire , brimstone , and tempestuous storms , The Portion of their Cup. God , who himself is righteous , do's In righteousness delight : And still will favour and protect The Man that is upright .
PSALM XII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] IF thou , Lord , dost not rise and help , Goodness from Earth will fly away ; And Faithful Men will hardly find A place , if thou much longer stay . Dissimulation credit gains ; They 're counted wise that act a part : Who tho' their words are smooth and fair , Intend no kindness in their heart . God will base Flatterers destroy , And their deceitful Arts will shame ; Whose pride no vengeance fears from God , And count Religion but a Name . Pow'r is their Justice , whose defects By fraud and falshood they supply ; And plead for their injurious tongues An uncontrolled Liberty . But God , who hears the poor man's sighs , And groans of such as are opprest ; At length will vindicate their cause , And raise his pow'r to give them rest . God's Words from all deceit are pure , His faithfulness has oft been try'd ; Refined Silver 's not so free From dross , tho' seven times purify'd . Thy promises shall never fail ; Thou , Lord , shalt keep the Just from harm ; Tho' , when the Vilest men have pow'r , The wicked every where will swarm .
PSALM XII . [ Another Metre ] LOrd , if thou dost not come and help , Goodness will fly away ; And faithful men will find no place , If thou much longer stay . Dissimulation credit gains , They 're wise that act a part ; Who tho' their words are smooth , intend No kindness in their heart . God will base Flatterers destroy , And their vile Arts will shame ; Who fear not God's Revenge , and count Religion but a Name . Pow'r is their Justice , whose defects By falshood they supply ; And plead for their injurious tongues Unbounded Liberty . But God that hears the Sighs and groans Of such as are opprest : Will vindicate their cause , and raise His pow'r to give them rest . God's Words from all deceit are free , His Truth has oft been try'd : Silver is not so free from dross , Tho' Seven times purify'd . Thy promise , Lord , shall never fail To keep the Just from harm : Tho' when the Vile have pow'r , bad men On every Side will swarm .
PSALM XIV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] THE Fools believe there is no God Who minds th' Affairs of men below ; For tho' they speak it not aloud , They live as if they thought it so . Their Principles are all corrupt , Hateful and vile their actions are : They 're onely skillful to do ill , But from all good estranged far . God from his Glorious Throne above , Look'd down and took a strict Survey , What Men did seek and know the Lord , And did his just Commands obey . He found them all degenerate , With loathsome wickedness o'ergrown ; None truly pious were , and just , Or practis'd goodness , no not one . 'T is strange they should without remorse , Like Bread thy People thus devour ; Yet neither own thee by their pray'rs , Nor dread the Vengeance of thy Pow'r . For all their Confidence and Pride , Terrours shall seize them unawares , When God appears to help the Just , And punishment for these prepares . You now deride their trust in God : But when from Bondage he shall bring Salvation to his people , then You shall be sad , and they shall sing .
PSALM XIV . [ Another Metre . ] FOols in their hearts have said , no God Do's mind th' affairs below ; For tho' they speak it not aloud , They live as if 't were so . Their Principles are all corrupt Their actions hateful are : They 're skillful onely to do ill , From good estranged far . God from his Throne above look'd down , And took a strict Survey , What men did seek and know the Lord , And his just Laws obey . He found them all degenerate , With loathsome sins o'ergrown ; What was Religious , just and good , None practis'd , no not one . Strange ! that they should without remorse , Like Bread the poor devour ; Yet neither own thee by their pray'rs , Nor dread thy mighty pow'r . For all their Confidence , strange fears Shall seize them unawares : When God do's help the just , for these Due Vengeance he prepares . You now deride their trust in God , But when his Pow'r shall bring Salvation to his people , then You 'll sigh , and they shall sing .
PSALM XV. LOrd , let me know that happy man Whom thou so well dost Love : That he may praise thee here below , And dwell with thee above . 'T is he , whose Life is free from blame , Whose works are right and just ; Whose heart and words are true , and whom One may securely trust . His Neighbour's Name he never wounds By a detracting Tongue : Nor in his Infamy delights ; Much less would do him wrong . Vile men and their lewd practices , His vertuous Soul do's loath ; But shews , to such as fear the Lord , Kindness and Honour both . Who do's not break his Oath , when he To his own damage swears ; But his strict Vertue far before His Interest preferrs . Who hates Exaction , and rejects Bribes to betray the Just : This man shall ne'er be mov'd , but may In God securely trust .
PSALM XVI . PReserve me , Lord , in this Distress , Who trust in thee alone : My Soul , which owns thee for my God , Knows thus I've always done . Not that my Goodness can deserve , Much less thy Love requite : Thy Saints shall feel its good effects , Who are my Soul's delight . These , who in Vertue do excel , In all my goods shall share : Let others multiply their woes , Who fond of Idols are . By bloody off'rings to false Gods My hands I 'll not defile ; I hate to mention , more to swear By Names that are so vile . God is my Portion , all my good From his rich Mercy flows ; And his good providence secures The Blessings he bestows . I envy not the Great man's State , Nor pine to see his Store ; With what I have I 'm pleased much , With what I hope for , more . I 'll bless the Lord , ev'n when he makes Troubles mine Exercise ; Those sad and solitary thoughts Instruct and make me wise . When God is present to my Mind , My fears are over-blown ; When he stands by me with his Aid , No pow'r shall cast me down . Therefore my heart and tongue rejoice , In him my Flesh shall trust : Thou wilt not leave my Soul in Hell , Nor Body in the Dust . The Path of Life they both shall find , And in thy Presence tast Pleasures to full Perfection grown , And Joys that ever last .
PSALM XVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
FAlsely accus'd , to thee I fly , Hear , O thou righteous Judge , my cry ; And let my Pray'r thy Audience gain , That goes not out of Lips that feign . In Favour of me Sentence pass , Who know'st the right of every case . Thou searchest every thought of mine , And , when retir'd , what I design . Like Gold , when in the furnace try'd , In me thou 'st no base Mixture spy'd ; And my firm purpose still shall be , To make my words and thoughts agree . I 've not , when tempted , steer'd my course By common practice or the worse ; Thy word restrains me from defence Procur'd by Acts of Violence . Let nothing make me to decline Those safe and blessed paths of thine . Trusting my God will not deny To right my cause , to him I cry . Thy kindness will the more appear , Preserving me when danger 's near : Whose pow'r is wont to interpose , To save the Righteous from their foes .
Part II. Preserve me with that tender care To th' apple of our Eye we bear : Afford such safety to the good , As the Hen's wings do to her brood . Now , Lord , secure me in distress , From wicked men who me oppress : From foes for cruelty renown'd , Who to destroy beset me round . Full stufft with Wealth , and swoln with pride , Their Mouths in boasting open wide : And now we 're brought into a Streight , With poring Looks our ruine wait . No Lion's greedier for his prey , Nor young ones closer lurk than they . Arise , O Lord , defeat and cast Them down , who to my ruine haste . The wicked's sword may wound me sore , But save me from its killing pow'r . From men prepar'd with strength and skill If God give leave , to do all ill . Whose minds the World do's so bewitch , Their onely care is to be rich , And leave to their Posterity Th' unspent remainder , when they die . To me tho' poor , but innocent , Thy present favour gives content ; Who shall all Satisfaction gain , When I awake with thee to reign .
PSALM XVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
I All my Love on thee bestow , To whom my Safety , Lord , I owe. To God , as to a Rock or Fort , I for Security resort : He saves me from mine Enemies ; On God , my Strength , my hope relies : No Buckler can defend so well , Nor horn assailing force repell . A Tow'r so high , no Violence Can reach me there , or force me thence . His praise I 'll sing , his aid implore , So shall my Foes triumph no more . When deadly toils and nets prepar'd , Had just surpriz'd me and insnar'd ; When a mad rout swell'd like a Flood , And seem'd too great to be withstood : My Cries in this distress did move . God's pity , being heard above : Who by a dreadful storm that rose , Declar'd his wrath against my foes . This made the very Earth to quake , And th' hills from their foundations shake , Nothing was seen but smoak and flame , Whence burning coals among them came . The Heav'ns did bow when he came down ; Under his feet thick clouds were thrown . A Cherubin his Chariot was ; Winds join'd their wings more swift to pass . Darkness his secret Glories shrowds , With watry vapours and thick clouds : Th' inclosed splendors break thro' all , Then Coals of fire and hailstones fall .
Part II. God's thundring voice was heard aloud , Hailstones and flames broke from the cloud : His Lightnings in their faces flash'd , These Darts dispers'd them all abash'd . Ev'n th' Earth was torn and cleft so deep , One to th' Abyss below might peep . All this was at that wrathful blast , Which , breathing flames , his Nostrils cast . When dangers compass'd me about Like drowning waves , he drew me out . He oft my kind Deliv'rer was From foes , whose strength did mine surpass . Surpriz'd and weak , I ' ad been their prey , Had not the Lord , my prop and stay , When brought to straits , my Liberty Restor'd , because he loved me . He did my Righteous cause regard , And mine Integrity reward ; For his prescribed way I took , Nor wickedly my God forsook . His precepts were my Rule and Guide , Nor , as I pleas'd , were laid aside : For sufferings I rather chose , Than mine Integrity to lose . I felt th' injustice of their hate , Whose wrongs I would not imitate : Their sins when I could not prevent ; I kept my self still innocent . Tho' charg'd with foulest crimes I 've been , I 'll bear 't , since God accounts me clean : It 's he my Righteous Cause regards , And mine Integrity rewards .
Part III. God's Mercy they shall ever find , Who have been merciful and kind . He 'll to the upright and the pure Jistice and Faithfulness secure . Him that to crooked ways inclines He 'll cross , and ruine his designs . God with deliverance will crown Th' afflicted , and the proud bring down . He makes my dimmer Lamp burn bright Turns my dark state to joy and Light . A Troop of foes before me falls ; By him I scale their highest walls . God's dealings equal are and just ; His word so try'd , none need distrust : He as a shield will those defend , Who with firm faith on him depend . What God , among the Heav'nly Pow'rs , Or Rock for safety , is like ours ? Courage he gives , when danger 's nigh , And clears my way to Victory . By him my foes , with swiftest pace , O'er high and cragged hills I chase . He skill in Arms on me bestows , And strength to break the strongest bows . When Numbers would have made me yield , He interpos'd his saving shield : His hand upheld me , and I grew Great and victorious with a few . He ' enlarg'd my steps on every side , And suffered not my feet to slide . My foes , put to a shameful flight , I chas'd , till I destroy'd them quite . The wounded their hard fate deplore , And could renew the fight no more : The proud that bore their head so high , Now at my feet all prostrate lie .
Part IV. Thee , Lord , I own and ever bless , Both for my Courage and Success : That those who hate me , to my will Submit their necks , to save or kill . They cry'd for aid , but none was near ; Men could not help , God would not hear . Like dust , that here and there is blown They fled , like dirt I trod them down . By thee my peoples strifes all cease , In me they all unite in peace : Ev'n Heathens own me for their King , And unknown Nations tribute , bring . The mention of my conq'ring Name Such terrour strikes , as makes 'em tame : They feign old grudges to forget , Offer their service and submit . Like withered leaves the Aliens fade , Their courage daunted and dismay'd , Forth from their holds and holes they creep , To yield up what they dare not keep . Prais'd be the Living Lord , from whom My Succours and Salvation come . With Vengeance he my foes pursues , And Nations to my Rule subdues . He sav'd me from mine Enemies , And made me to a Throne arise ; Was my Deliverer and Defence , From the known Man of Violence . Heathens shall hear me loudly sing , How strangely God has sav'd his King : And the same Mercies he has known , Shall to his seed be ever shown .
PSALM XIX .
THE Heav'ns , whose beauteous frame we see , God's Skill and Pow'r proclaim : The Laws by which each Day succeeds The Night , declare the same . These , tho they have no Voice like ours , Nor words to them belong : Yet they express to all the World Thy praise , without a Tongue . The Sun has there a glorious Tent : No Bridegroom shews his face So chearful , and no Champion runs With so much strength his Race . Forth from the Eastern Coast he bends His Course unto the West : All th' Earth rejoices in his Light , And by his Heat is blest . God's Law 's a perfect Rule of Life , Our Errors this descries , Sinners to goodness this converts , And makes the simple wise . To Reason and our better Pow'rs His Just Commands accord : Their Joys are pure , and to the Soul Both Food and Light afford .
Part II. Thy Fear , O Lord , can cleanse our Souls , And keep them pure and bright : Thy Judgments are exactly true , And altogether right . More to be priz'd than Treasures , which With finest Gold are fill'd : Sweeter than Honey , and the drops From Honey-combs distill'd . These are my Monitors , to whom My prosperous State I own ; And in observing these shall gain Rewards that are unknown . But all the failings of his Life What Man can call to mind ? Lord , let those faults thy pity move , And easy pardon find . Tho' frail I am , let no bold crimes Enslave my Soul to sin : So shall I blameless Innocence Maintain , and peace within . My Pray'rs and Praises then shall be A pleasing Sacrifice To thee , my God , in whom my strength , And my Salvation lies .
PSALM XX. [ As the 113 Psalm . ] THE Lord to thy requests give ear , When Danger or Distress is near , His mighty Pow'r be thy defence . And since his Sanctuary's plac'd In Sion , with his presence grac'd , Support and send thee help from thence . Pleas'd with th' Oblations thou dost give , May'st thou thy hearts desires receive , Thy great Designs all prosper still . We 'll Trophies to God's Honour raise , Thy Triumphs spread in Songs of Praise , When he shall thy requests fulfill . Thou Lord wilt save thy King , we 're sure , Thine aids his Conquests will secure , When thy right hand shall interpose : Whilst others boast their chariots force , The Strength or Numbers of their Horse , We set thy Name against our Foes . See how they 're from their chariots thrown , They and their horses tumble down , And on their fall our Conquests rise . Lord ever save the King we pray , And no less in distresses may God hear his Pray'r , than he our cries .
PSALM XXI . O Lord , how joyful is the King , With thy Salvation blest ! Thou 'st given him his heart's desire , And granted his Request . Prevented by thy wondrous Love , A splendid Crown he wears : The Life he asked was prolong'd T' innumerable Years . By thee preserv'd his Glory's great , With Majesty array'd . By thee He 's ever highly blest , And in thy favour glad . The King do's on the Lord rely , Whose grace will make him stand : But those that are thy foes , shall know The Terrour of thy hand . Thy flaming wrath shall them devour , And all their Seed root out : Repay the Mischief they design'd , But could not bring about . These shall be made the Mark , at which Thy killing Arrows aim : Thus , Lord , exalt thy Pow'r , and we Will sing and praise thy Name .
PSALM XXII .
MY God , my God , why thus withdrawn From me oppress'd with grief ? Why , after loudest Cries to thee , So far from my relief ? Tho' I 'm not heard , each day and night My Cries to thee can tell : Yet God is holy , and remains The Praise of Israel . Our Fathers found thy ready help , When they on thee rely'd : Their Hopes in thee were never sham'd , Nor fervent Pray'rs deny'd . But like a despicable Worm , Not like a Man , I 'm us'd ; Trod under-foot , and thus in Scorn By vilest Men abus'd . " To own and save him , he believ'd " That God would now appear : " Let him deliver him , and show " That he to God is dear . But from my Mother's womb , by thee At first I was releas'd ; I was thy Charge , when yet I hung Upon my Mother's Breast . From my Infant Age , I have been cast Entirely on thy Care ; And of thy Loving kindness had , Lord , an unusual Share . 11 And now when other Succours fail , In this distress appear : O do not thou withdraw thy self , When trouble is so near , Those that beset me , are like Bulls , Armed with rage and pow'r : No hungry Lion is more fierce , Or readier to devour .
Part II. I 'm weak as water , and my bones From one another start : As wax before the fire dissolves , So fails my fainting heart . My Moisture's so dry'd up , to move My tongue scarce strength I have To tell my griefs ; I seem like one Just fitted for a Grave . Mine Enemies , like greedy Dogs , Round to inclose me meet ; And with inhumane Cruelty Have pierc'd my Hands and Feet . My flesh with grief consum'd , my bones May all be told with ease : This moves no pity ; but their Eyes With this sad sight they please . My Garments they divide , and Lots Upon my Vesture cast : Lord , let thy Pow'r now interpose , And to my Succour haste . Save from their Sword my Life , from what Their Malice else employs ;

Which like the Teeth , and Paws and Horns Of Savage beasts , destroys . To all my Brethren I 'll declare The greatness of thy Name ; And in th' Assemblies of thy Saints , Thy Goodness thus proclaim . " All ye that are of Jacob's Seed , " And Servants of the Lord ; " Let him be glorify'd and prais'd , " And with due fear ador'd . " He did not with disdain behold " Th afflicted's Miseries ; " Nor in displeasure hid his Face , " But always heard their Cries .

Part III. The Praises due to thee , O Lord , Shall in thy Church be paid ; Before thy Saints those Vows perform'd That in distress I made . The longings of the poor , and meek Thy Goodness shall supply : Thou shalt revive their fainting hopes Who on thy Strength rely . The Gentiles by his kindness won , Shall turn unto the Lord ; By all the Kindreds of the Earth His Name shall be ador'd . The Lord is King ; and under him Princes their Scepters sway ; All Nations to his Rule submit , And Homage to him pay . The Rich with plenty fill'd , the poor That wallow in the Dust ; Both shall adore , and thee alone Their great Preserver trust . A chosen Seed shall to their Race His Righteousness declare : All own this Work of God's , and tell How great his Mercies are .
PSLAM XXIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] GOD is my shepherd , who will see That all my wants be still supply'd ; I shall not be expos'd to wrong , Nor left to stray without a Guide . The Pastures are both fresh and green , Where I have Ease and sweet Repast : The Streams are cool and quiet , where I quench my thirst , and please my tast . His Comforts , which revive my Soul , Life's tedious Journey pleasant make : And in the Peaceful ways of Grace He leads me , for his Goodness sake . Tho' I should walk where black despair , And Sorrow cast a dismal Shade ; Thy Power and thy tender Care Would chase my Fears , and make me glad . Thou spread'st my Table , where my foes Behold thy Bounty , and repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head , To see my Cup o'erflow with Wine , Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall still surround me all my Days : I will frequent thy House , and there Display thy Love , and sing thy praise .
PSALM XXIII . [ Another Metre . ] THE Lord my watchful Shephesd is , I to his Flock belong : I shall not stray without a Guide , Nor be expos'd to wrong . The Pastures they are fresh and green , Where I have food and Ease ; He leads me to the quiet stream , Where I my thirst appease . His Comforts which refresh my Soul , Life's Journey pleasant make ; He guides me in his righteous Paths , For his own Goodness sake . Tho' I should walk where black despair Reflects a dismal Shade , Thy Rod and Staff would chafe away My fears , and make me glad . In presence of my foes , thou spread'st My Table , who repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head , My Cup o'erflow with Wine . Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall crown my future days ; I will frequent his House , to shew His Love , and sing his Praise .
PSALM XXIV . THE Earth's the Lord 's , to him belong All creatures it contains : His gracious Care to all the World Extends , o'er which he reigns . He did upon the floating Seas The Earth's great Fabrick lay : And on th' unstable Floods , he made Her fixt Foundation stay . Into that Hill where God resides Who shall admitted be ? Lord , who within thy Holy Place May stand and worship thee ? He whose unspotted hands no crimes , Whose heart no stains defile ; Whose Tongue blasphemes not God , nor swears His Neighbour to beguile . This is the Worshipper alone , Whom God delights to bless ; On whom he 'll faithfully bestow His promis'd Happiness . These , as God's People , may with hopes Of Favour , seek his Face ; And as true Proselytes be join'd To Jacob's faithful Race . Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room : Lift up your Heads , and you shall see The King of Glory come . If you demand what King is this , That 's with such Glory crown'd ? It is the mighty Lord , in Fight For Victcories renown'd . Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room . List up your heads , and you shall see The King of Glory come . If you demand what King is this , Whose Glories so excell ? God , who commands the Heav'nly Hosts Comes now with us to dwell .
PSALM XXV .
TO God I make my Pray'r , In him my trust repose ; O let me not become a Scorn , Or triumph to my Foes . Let no Events cast down Their Souls , who wait on thee . Let Disappointments shame their hopes That deal perfidiously . Lord , set thy ways before Mine Eyes in clearer Light ; And teach me always to perform What 's pleasing in thy Sight . From the straight Paths of Truth , Ne'er let me go astray : On thee , my Saviour , I wait To teach and guide my way . Lord , call to mind that Love Thou didst of Old express ; How thou hast graciously reliev'd Thy Servants in distress . Into my youthful sins No strict Inquiry make : Those early faults , O Lord , forgive For thine own Goodness sake .
Part II. God who is Good and Just , Will erring Souls instruct ; Their wandring Steps , to the safe paths Of Vertue will conduct . The Humble Souls hell guide , And teach the Meek his way : Kindness and Truth express to such As his just Laws obey . Incourag'd by thy Grace , For Mercy I intreat : Pardon my sins , O Lord , that are Both numerous and great . Who is that happy Man That fears the Lord above ? He 'll ever lead him in the ways That he himself do's Love . Possess'd with quiet thoughts His Soul shall dwell at ease ; His Seed shall after him enjoy Prosperity and Peace . By those that fear the Lord His Secret's understood : How he , by a sure Covenant , stands Engag'd to do them good .
Part III. In all my troubles , Lord , Mine Eyes are towards thee ; I hope thy Goodness at the last From all will set me free . Lord turn a gracious Eye To me , and Mercy show ; Great are th' afflictions I endure , And find no help below . My troubles are enlarg'd , Lord , send me quick relief ; Grant me forgiveness of my Sins , And then remove my grief Consider how my foes In number still increase ; How they with causeless hatred seck The Ruine of my Peace . Preserve and keep my Soul From shame as well as guilt ; O never disappoint the hopes That I on thee have built . Let my try'd Innocence Find sure supports from thee : At length thy chosen people , Lord , From all their troubles free .
PSALM XXVI .
PLead thou my Cause , O thou that know'st My Soul's Integrity : Nothing shall shake my Confidence Whilst I on thee rely . Mine Inmost thoughts I offer , Lord , To thine impartial Eye ; O try my heart , lest any Sin Should there concealed lie . The Contemplation of thy Love Gives me the bevt delight : This both engages and excites My care to walk aright . To false and treach'rous men I have My free converse deny'd ; To those , who under specious shows Designed Mischiefs hide . All such Assemblies I detest , Which evil things contrive : My presence to their lewd consults No countenance shall give . My thoughts and actions I 'll preserve Free from Impurity ; And then th' Oblations I present , Shall acceptable be . Then I aloud with chearful Voice Thy Goodness will proclaim ; And tell of all thy wond'rous works , To magnifie thy Name .
Part II. O howl love the place , where thou Thy presence dost afford ; And where thy Glory brightly shines , To bless and praise the Lord . Since wicked mens Society , And bloody Crimes I hate ; Let me not in their sufferings share , kNor perish by their Fate . No mischief they decline to act That serves their vile intent ; Justice by Brib'ry they 'll pervert , T' undo the Innocent . But I in uprightness intend God and my self t' enjoy ; In Mercy save my Life , which they Would cruelly destroy . Firm and unmov'd by thee I stand ; And , Lord , I hope t' appear In the Assemblies of thy Saints , To bless and praise thee there .
PSALM XXVII .
GOD is my Saviour and my Light , Why should I be dismay'd ? T is he defends my Life , of whom Then need I be afraid ? When my inhumane foes drew near , And to devour me gap'd ; They stumbled ere they seiz'd their prey , They fell , and I escap'd . I would not fear , should mighty hosts Encamp'd against me lie ; Nor , if by open force assail'd , Despair of Victory . One thing I beg of God , and hope I shall not be deny'd ; T' attend his Service in his House , And ever there abide . Frequent converses with him there Fresh pleasures will create ; To have my doubts resolv'd , I 'll there For his Directions wait . In dangers no retiring place Could me so surely hide ; Nor in a Fortress on a Rock Could I more safe abide . As soon as Victory my head Above my foes shall raise Off'rings of Joy I 'll thither bring , And there will sing thy praise .
Part II. Hear my requests , and , Lord , return An Answer full of Grace ; Thy Face thou bad'st me seek , and I , Resolve to seek thy Face . Lord , do not in displeasure hide Thy Face , nor me reject : Those Succours I have had before , From thee I still expect . My Parents Love is not so great As thine , nor Care so large : When they forsake me , I become Still more thy Care and Charge . Lord , let me plainly see the way Where I may safely tread ; Avoiding all the cunning Snares Mines enemies have laid . Leave me not to their will , who first My Name with Slanders blast ; And all the Cruelty they breath Will execute at last . How wretched had I been , when I , With troubles was opprest , Had I not hop'd thy Mercy would Secure my Peace and Rest . Wait still on God , my Soul , from him Courage and Strength derive ; Tho' he delay , he will at length Thy fainting heart revive .
PSALM XXVIII . HEar me , O Lord , my sure defence , When I thy Succour crave ; Else I shall be like them that lie Neglected in the Grave . Grant my desires , when with loud Cries Thy favour I intreat ; And spread out my imploring hands Towards thy Mercy-seat . 0 let not that sad Fate be mine That waits those Sinners end , Who whilst all Mischiefs they contrive , Speak like the kindest Friend . Let their reward be like their Work : Since t'others they design'd Ruine ; it is but just that such Should their own ruine find . God's former mighty Works were done Before their eyes in vain : His last shall be their overthrow , Never to rise again . Blest be the Lord , who heard the pray'rs That in distress I made : I trusted in his Strength , and found His seasonable aid . Thy favour , Lord , has made my heart Exceedingly rejoice : In grateful Hymns I will advance Thy praise with chearful voice , Those that upon his pow'r rely , God will protect and own ; And his Anointed save , whom he . Has raised to his Throne . Lord , bless thy People , who to thee Do all their Safety owe ; Feed thou thy Flock , and raise them up , When they are fallen low .
PSALM XXIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] ' THE Glorious Empire of the Lord Ye Rulers of the World proclaim : And in his Sanctuary give The Honour due unto his Name . Heark , how his thundring Voice do's run Thro' all the Regions of the Sky ; The Seas are frighted with the noise , So full of Pow'r and Majesty . The Lofty Cedars bow their Heads , And break before the mighty Sound : Mountains that bear them feel the shock , And like a frighted Calf rebound . Before this Voice the dreadful Flames Of pointed Lightnings tear the air : kadesh's wild Inhabitants , Think they 're not safe , but quake for fear . This makes the timorous Hinds to calve , Wild Beasts the naked coverts leave ; But in his sacred Temple all Fearless to God their praises give . The Lord's Dominion do's extend To Clouds aboue and Floods below : This great Protector of the good , Will rest and peace on His bestow .
PSALM XXIX . [ Another Metre . ] YE mighty Rulers of the World , God's glorious Reign proclaim : And in his Sanctuary give Due Honour to his Name . Whose thundring voice do's run thro' all The Regions of the Sky : The Seas start at the Noise , so full Of Power and Majesty . Tall Cedars bow their heads , and break Before the Mighty Sound : High Mountains feel the Shock , and like A frighted Calf rebound . Before this Voice the pointed Flames Of Lightning tear the air : Kadesh's wild Inhabitants Quake , as not safe , for fear . This makes the Hinds to calve , wild Beasts The naked Coverts leave : But in God's Temple , fearless all To him their praises give . God's Empire do's extend to Clouds Above , and Floods below : This great Protector of the good , Will Peace on his bestow ,
PSALM XXX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] MY God since thou hast rais'd me up , Thee I 'll extol with thankful Voice ; Who hast secur'd me from those harms , That would have made my foes rejoice , With troubles worn and grief oppress'd , To thee I cry'd , and thou didst save : Thou didst support my sinking hopes , My Life didst rescue from the Giave . Wherefore rejoice ye Saints of his , Proclaim the praises of the Lord ; His Goodness often call to mind , And his Fidelity record . His Anger is but short ; his Love , Which is our Life , do's longer stay : Grief may continue for a Night , But comfort rises with the Day . In my Prosperity I said , I ne'er shall be disturbed more : Vain thought ! it was thy favour , Lord , My Mountain made so strong before . For when thy presence was withdrawn , New troubles did my State invade : And then anew by fervent pray'r Thus my address to God I made . " What profit will it be to thee " To see meruin'd ? can the Grave " Declare thy Truth ? from silent Dust " What praising Songs , Lord , canst thou have ? " Hear , I beseech thee then , and take ; " Compassion on my sad Estate ; " Help me and my lost happiness " Restore , before it be too late . By thee my Mournful state is chang'd , My sackcloth now is thrown away ? And gladness girds me , who before , In black despair and horrour lay , My tongue no longer silent be , But to the Lord due Glory give ; And strive , that in thy thankful Verse , His Fame eternally may live .
PSALM XXX . [ Another Metre ] SInce thou hast rais'd me , I 'll extoi My God with thankful Voice ; Who freed me from those harms , that would Have made my foes rejoice . With grief and troubles worn , to thee . I cry'd , and thou didst save ; Thou , Lord , my sinking hopes and life Didst rescue from the Grave . Then let the Saints with Joy proclaim The Praises of the Lord ; His Goodness call to mind , and his Fidelity record . His Wrath 's but short ; his Love which is Our Life , do's longer stay : Weeping may for a Night endure , But Joy comes with the Day . In my Prosperity , I said , I shall be mov'd no more : Vain thought ! since 't was thy favour made My Mount so strong before . For when thy presence was withdrawn , Troubles did me invade : And then to God by servent pray'r , Thus my address I made . " What profit will it be , to see " Me ruin'd ? can the Grave " Declare thy Truth ? Lord , from the Dust " What praises canst thou have ? " Hear I beseech thee then , and take " Pity on my sad State ; " Help me , and my lost happiness " Restore , ere 't be too late . My mournful state is chang'd , and now My sackcloth's thrown away ; Gladness surrounds me , who before In dismal Sorrows lay . My tongue no longer silent be ; To God due praises give ; That in thy thankful Verse , his Fame Eternally may live .
PSALM XXXI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
MAY no defeated hopes disgrace The trust that in my God I place : May all in my Deliverance see Thy Mercy and Fidelity . Hasten thy Succours , for from thence Comes all my safety and defence . Better than to a Rock or Fort , I to thy Custody resort . Break by thy pow'r th' intangling Net My treach'rous Enemies have set . My Life I to thy care commit , Who hast so oft redeemed it . I 'll never to Diviners run , Nor ask the Stars what I must shun ; ( All Heathen Cheats to be abhorr'd ) My trust 's entirely in the Lord . His sure Protection makes me glad ; Who in Straits such Care of me has had : Ready to fall into their Trap , He made a way my foes t' escape . In Mercy , Lord , thy servant own , Into new Difficulties thrown : Who lie dispirited and faint , Pined with grief , and pinch'd with want . My Life thus spent , must quickly end , Too weak to hold , if God contend . Reproaches from my foes I hear , My Friends all shun me out of Fear .
Part II. Unminded like the dead am I , Who in the Grave neglected lie : As pieces of a broken Pot Are thrown away , so I 'm forgot . The Slanders by so many spread Show the designs I ought to dread : For when Rebellion is my guilt , It 's time , say they , my Blood werespilt . This they devise ; God 's my Defence , My Trust , and Judge of my'Innocence , They have not leave yet to destroy A Life , which sorely they annoy . Rescue it still , O Lord , from those . My cruel persecuting Foes . Oh make thy Face on me to shine , In Mercy save me , who am thine . Lord , may no disappointments shame My hopes , who call upon thy Name : But let the wicked's death prevent Their troubling of the Innocent . Stop thou their Mouths , laid in the dust , Who openly defame the Just : Whom they with highest crimes traduce , And all they plead with scorn abuse .
Part III. O what great Joys reserved be , For those that fear and trust in thee ; Whose Goodness , now so little known , 'Fore all the World the Lord will own . Sometimes they 're forc'd in Caves to hide Themselves from persecuting Pride : God's favour makes this dark retreat , A Lightsome , safe and quiet seat . God's love to me do's still abound : In a strong City compass'd round , I lay inclos'd as in a Trap , Yet he made way for my escape . When in a hasty Flight , I said , I 'm lost , without all hope t'evade ; My humble pray'r again he heard , And rescued me from what I fear'd . Love God , ye Saints , for by his Care The Faithful still preserved are : And when the proud insult the most , God's wrath will plague them , to their cost . Let no afflictions then prevail So far , to make your Courage fail : Firmly to God if you adhere , He 'll strengthen you to persevere .
PSALM XXXII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] O Happy Man ! whom God forgives , And hides what he has done amiss ; Owns him as if he had not sinn'd , Whose heart sincere and upright is . My woes increas'd , whilst I suppress'd My Guilt ; no quiet I could get : Thy Wrath did press me like a weight , And scorch'd me like the Summers heat . I then resolved to disclose My crimes , and open all my wound ; I humbly did confess my Sins To thee , and easy pardon found . This Mercy shall invite good men In Season to implore thine aid ; Then tho' their troubles like a Flood Should rise , they need not be afraid . Thou , Lord , shalt be my safe retreat ; To thee I 'll fly in all distress ; Thou wilt preserve me ; and in Songs Of Victory I 'll thee confess . I 'll counsel sinners to obey ; And not be like the Horse or Mule , Whose Fury , till they 're broke or tam'd , No Rein can guide , no Curb can rule . Such Sinners meet with heavy stroaks : Whilst those that trust in God , shall prove The happy men : then let the Just Rejoice and triumph in his Love .
PSALM XXXII . [ Another Metre . ] O Blessed Man ! whom God forgives , And hides what 's done amiss : On whom no sin is charg'd ; whose heart Sincere and upright is . When I suppress'd my inward guilt , No quiet I could get : Thy hand did press me down , thy wrath Scorch'd me like Summer's heat . I then resolved to disclose My crimes , and ope'my wound ; I humbly did confess my sins , And easy pardon found . This Mercy shall in season draw Good men t' implore thy aid : Then tho' the floods of trouble rise , They need not be afraid . Thou art my refuge , Lord , to thee I 'll fly in all distress ; Thou wilt preserve me ; and my Songs Thy Mercies shall confess . I 'll teach proud men t' obey ; and not Be like the Horse and Mule ; Whose Fury , till they 're broke , no Rein Can guide , no Curb can rule . Such meet with heavy stroaks , whilst those That trust in God , shall prove The happy men : then let them joy And triumph in his Love .
PSALM XXXIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
YE righteous in the Lord rejoice , And let his Praise be your delight ; For Praise is Lovely and becomes The Lips of those that are upright . Join th' Harp and other Instruments T' express and to excite your Joys : And let your Songs be new , and play With skill , and with a chearful noise . God's word is like its Author , good ; His Laws from all injustice free ; His Promise sure , and all his works Are done in Truth and Equity . Works that are right and just , secure His favour , and his Pleasure are ; The Earth with various Blessings fill'd , To us his Goodness do's declare . The vast extended Orbs of Heav'n , By his commanding word were made , And all its numerous Host , from his Creating breath their Beings had . The Sea 's prouds waves within the shores , To which they are confined , keep : Whose Waters safely are laid up In the great Store-house of the Deep . To this Great Lord by Men on Earth Let fear and due regard be shown ; May all the World his awful Pow'r , By humble Adorations own . For as he spake all things were made , All fix'd as he Commandment gave : And a whole Nation 's deep designs , Without him no Success shall have . What God decrees none shall defeat , Nor can his orders countermand ; But every Age , what he resolves , Will seeimmovably shall stand .
Part II. Blest Land ! whose fear and service shows That God its chosen Ruler is ; And happy they ! whom God declares By 's special favour to be His. Th' Almighty on the Sons of Men Looks down from his Celestial Throne . And all the dwellers on the Earth Views from his glorious Mansion . He equally did make them all , Their hearts he fashion'd one by one ; And all their inmost thoughts , to him Better than to themselves are known . No numerous Host a King can save , Nor Strength a Mighty Man secure : No Horses force or swiftness makes The Riders preservation sure . The Lord on those that fear his Name Looks with a favourable Eye ; He ne'er will fail their hopes , that on His Goodness stedfastly rely . When Plagues without distinction kill , Their Lives he 'll rescue from the Grave : In time of Famine , due Supplies All their Necessities shall have . Now , Lord , we wait for thee , thou art Our Succour , and our sure defence : What e'er befals us , we may trust In thee with chearful confidence . So let thy Mercies , Lord , on us Descend , like a refreshing show'r , As all our hope and joys depend , Upon thy Favour and thy Pow'r .
PSALM XXXIII . [ Another Metre . ]
REjoice ye Righteous in the Lord , And praise him with delight : For thankfulness becomes the Lips Of those that are upright . Join th' Harp and other Instruments , T' excite and tell your Joys : Sing a new Song , and play with skill , And with a chearful noise . His word is good , and all his Laws Are from injustice free : His promise sure ; and all his ways Are truth and Equity . Works that are just secure his Love , As they his pleasure are : The Earth with Blessings fill'd , to us His Goodness do's declare . Th' extended Orbs of Heav'n by his Commanding word were made ; And from his breath it s num'rous Hosts Their several beings had . The Seas proud waves within the shores Confined Limits keep ; Whose waters are laid up within The Store-house of the Deep . Let all Men fear the Lord to him Let due regard be shown : May all the world his awful Pow'r By humble worship own . For as he spake all things were made , All fix'd by Laws he gave . No Nations counsels , without him , Tho' deep , success shall have . God's purposes none can defeat , Nor Orders countermand : But every Age , what he resolves , Will see shall firmly stand .
Part II. Blest Land ! whose service shows that God Its chosen Ruler is : And happy they ! whom God declares By 's Care , that they are His. God on the Sons of Men looks down From his Celestial Throne : Views all the Dwellers on the Earth , From his bright Mansion . He made them equally , their hearts He fashion'd one by one . More clearly all their thoughts to him , Than to themselves are known . Great Hosts can save no King , nor strength A mighty Man secure : No Horse's force or swiftness makes The Riders safety sure . The Lord on those that fear his Name , Looks with a gracious Eye : And ne'er will their hopes , that on His Goodness do rely . When Plagues without distinction kill , He 'll rescue from the Grave Their Lives , in time of dearth their needs All due Supplies shall have . Now , Lord , we wait for thee , who art Our help and our defence . In all estates we 'll trust in thee With chearful Confidence . Lord , let thy Grace on us descend Like a refreshing Show'r ; For all our hope and joys depend On thine Almighty Pow'r .
PSALM XXXIV .
GOD , who my kind Preserver is , I will at all times bless ; My tongue shall daily be imploy'd , His Goodness to confess . In God my Soul shall boast , good men Shall hear it and rejoice ; And to exalt his Glorious Name Join both in heart and voice . I sought the Lord in my distress , And graciously he heard ; His timely succours did prevent The threatning Harm I fear'd . In all their Straits , good men shall look To him and be reliev'd ; Nor in their hopes they place in God , Shall ever be deceiv●d . I 'm that poor Man , who destitute Of help , God's succours crav'd ; He heard my Cry , and out of all My troubles I was sav'd Blest Angels which on God attend , Yet wait t'encompass such As fear him ; to preserve them safe , When dangers near approach . O tast and see , as I have done , And then you must confess , That God alone is Good , and them That trust in him will bless . O fear the Lord , ye Saints , be sure You in good ways abide ; He 'll see , in all year wants , you be With needful things supply'd . Young Lions that for hunger roar , For lack of prey may faint ; But those that wait on God shall have All good he knows they want .
Part II. Come ye , who are dispos'd to learn , And with attention hear ; I 'll give you wise Instructions , How ye the Lord should fear . What man would have his years prolong'd , And happy days would see ? Refrain thy Tongue and Lips from all Deceit and Injury . From all unrighteous ways depart , From doing good ne'er cease ; Seek all mens quiet , and pursue The things that make for peace . God loves the Righteous , and on them He casts a gracious Eye ; His Ear 's attentive to their suits , And open to their Cry . The Lord 's an Enemy to those Whom wicked Works employ ; In his fierce wrath , them and their Race He 'll utterly destroy . The Righteous never cry in vain ; God's help in Straits they have : He will draw near to broken hearts , And contrite Spirits save . Tho' Good men oft afflicted are , At length God sets them free : His Care do's to their Bodies reach , No Bone shall broken be . Bad men shall perish , when they 're plagu'd , With all that hate the Just : Whom God will keep , and never fail Their hopes that on him trust .
PPALM XXXV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
MAintain , O Lord , my injur'd Rights , And take my part against my foes , I need thy buckler and thy shield Against their fierce Assaults t' oppose . When I am forc'd to fly their rage , Draw out thy spear and stop their way ; And that my Courage may not fail , I 'll be thy sure Deliverer , say . Who e'er devise my hurt , and seek My ruine , all their hopes defeat : Their warlike preparations turn T' a shameful and confus'd retreat . Chas'd by thy Angel , let them be Disperst , like Chaff before the Wind : Vengeance pursue 'em , where no path , But a steep precipice they 'll find . For unprovok'd they lay their toils , And hunt me like some savage Beast ; Would treach'rously destroy my life , Who have not injur'd them the least . Let ruine seize him unawares , ( A fit reward for such a Foe ) And caught in his own wiles , himself Suffer the same he thought to do . This wonderful Deliverance My Joys to th' highest pitch shall raise : Thy Goodness all my pow'rs possess , And all shall triumph in thy praise . Thy Mercy I 'll aloud proclaim , Thy Pow'r to be beyond compare : Who sav'st the poor from violence , And wrongs of those that stronger are .
Part II. False witnesses , lay to my charge Things that ne'er came into my mind : Ev'n those would now destroy my Life , To whom I had before been kind . But as for me when they were sick , My cloathing spoke that I was sad ; My fasts and Pray'rs repeated , show'd If they did well , I should be glad . A Friend or Brother's dangerous case , Seem'd not to be a sadder cross ; Nor had my looks been more cast down , Had I bewail d a Mother's loss . But when misfortunes me befel Together to rejoice they flock ; The vilest abjects meet , and make My Miseries their Laughing-stock . With them are join'd the wretched crew Of Trencher-Flatterers at Feasts ; Whose Rage could eat me up , and there Fall on me with abusive jests . Lord look not always on : at length Rescue me from their unjust pow'r ; Who , when destroy'd in Goods and Name , My Life , like Lions would devour . Then will I give thee thanks and praise ; And when I 've Liberty to go Into th' Assemblies of thy Saints , All shall thy pow'r and Goodness know . Let not my causeless Enemies Rejoice , that they the Day have won ; Nor shew by winking signs , their rage Is satisfy'd , and I 'm undone .
Part III. My Foes all concord hate , and strive By devis'd falshoods to increase Hatred to those , who fain would live Under the Government in peace . With open Mouth they me traduce , And a false Traytor boldly call : To all they meet rejoicing say , So , so , we 've now discover'd all . Thou know'st me better , Lord , than they , And how I 'm wrong'd : do not neglect To do me right ; but own my cause , And me without delay protect . No partial favour , Lord , I crave ; To thy known Justice I appeal : According as thou find'st , with me , Not as they falsly charge me , deal . Prevent the wicked's Joys , who will Applaud , themselves and prouder grow To see me ruin'd : Ah , they 'll cry , Now things , as we would have them , go . Let those who 're glad to see me low , And longing wait to see me lost ; Blush at their disappointed hopes , Hang down their heads , and no more boast . Let those that own my righteous cause , Triumph for joy and loudly sing , Blessed be God who David sav'd , And made him a Victorious King . As for my Tongue , 't shall be employ'd Thy Truth and Goodness to proclaim ; And whilst I live shall never fail , To bless and praise thy Holy Name .
PSALM XXXVI .
WHen I behold a wicked Man All righteous Laws despise ; I must conclude there is no fear Of God before his Eyes . Tho' he by craft and false disguise May be conceal'd a while ; He 'll , when his Sin 's found out , appear Hateful to all , and vile . His kind professions are all frauds To cover ill designs ; He will not know what 's just , much less To practise good inclines . To muse on Mischief's his delight , His sleep he 'll break for this ; So set on Evil , none that serves His Ends can come amiss . Beyond the Limits of the Sky Thy Mercy , Lord , extends : Thy Faithfulness the narrow bounds Of space and time transcends . Mountains may be remov'd , before Thy Truth shall fail the least ; Thy Judgments none can fathom ; thou Preservest Man and Beast .
Part II. Lord , who can prize enough that Love Thou bearest to the Just ; Under whose Providence and Care Good Men securely trust . They to the plenty of thy House For all Supplies shall look ; And freely of thy Pleasures drink As from a running Brook . For all the Springs of Joy and Life Derived are from thee ; From thy continued favour flows All our Felicity . To those that thus esteem thy Love , Thy kindness still impart ; And all thy promises fulfill To men of upright heart . Let him not tread me down , whose pride Is equal to his hate ; Nor let the wicked's pow'r combin'd Subvert my quiet State . I see them fall , and their design Against me ruin'd lies : By such a pow'rful hand cast down , They never more shall rise .
PSALM XXXVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LET none be envious when he sees The wicked's prosperous estate ; Nor , tempted by their good Success , Grow bold their Crimes to imitate . For so the grass is fresh and green , Before the Mower cuts it down ; And beauteous Flow'rs , within a while Are withered by the scorching Sun . He 's wise that 's always doing good , And on God's Goodness do's rely : Thus thy Enjoyments he 'll secure , And all thy just desires supply . Leave thy concerns unto his care , In firm dependance on him live ; He 'll either grant what thou would'st have , Or what he knows is better give . Tho' slanders and detracting tongues Like Clouds , thy righteousness obscure He 'll cleer thy Innocence , the Light At noon shall not appear more pure . In silence patiently expect God's Mercies ; but by no means fret , To see men thrive by wicked Arts , And what they have a mind to get . If Anger in thy breast arise , Suppress it , when it first begins ; Lest it boil up to wrath , and thou Be hurried to commit their Sins . They shall possess who wait on God , The good things of his promis'd land ; But evil doers have their doom , To be cut off by God's just hand .
Part II. The wicked's ruine in a while Thou l't see ; and if the place thou mind Where once thou saw'st him flourishing , Nothing remaining of him find . Then shall the meek , whom they oppress'd Possess the Land ; and with increase Of all good things their lives be blest , And nothing shall disturb their peace . The wicked in mischievous plots , Enrag'd against the just , combines : But God , who sees his ruine near , Derides both him and his designs . Tho' he stands ready arm'd to slay The poor and harmless innocent : His Arms shall turn against himself , And serve for his own Punishment . Think not mere wealth makes happy men ; That little which contents the poor , Is better far than wicked men's Ill-got or ill-imployed Store . The wicked's pow'r , tho' ne'er so great , God will in pieces surely break ; But good men , by his potent Arm , Shall be upheld , tho' ne'er so weak . The days which they in sorrow pass And patient waiting , God regards ; And with his promis'd happiness , Them , and their children he rewards . In evil times , they shall not blush That all their hopes on God rely'd : In days of Famine , by his care , They shall be sure to be supply'd .
Part III. God's enemies when thriving most , Shall perish by his angry Stroak ; Like fat of Lambs on th' Altar laid , Consume and vanish into smoak . These freely borrow to grow rich , Never intending to restore : The Righteous man as freely lends And parts with Wealth , to help the poor . The blessings of the promis'd land By them and theirs shall be enjoy'd ; The other , followed with God's Curse , Be rooted out and quite destroy'd . The Lord directs a good Man's steps , And he delighteth in his way : He is not ruin'd by his falls , God's pow'r is his Support and Stay . In all th' experience of my Life , That Lib'ral Man I ne'er could see , Whose Alms expos'd himself to want , Or brought his Race to Beggary . He 's ever merciful and lends , And thus his seed a Blessing gain ; Wouldst thou in peace and safety dwell ? Do good , and from all sin abstain . For God , whose Nature 's good and just , Those who are like himself will own ; They shall continue , when the Race . Of wicked men is overthrown .
Part IV. Sure Title to the promis'd Land The Good and Just can onely plead ; And to their pious Seed intail Its blessings after they are dead . Wise and just precepts he instills , Mens minds to form , and manners guide : And since God's Law he loves , and makes His Rule , his goings shall not slide . The wicked plots against the just , And lies in wait to ruine them : God will not leave them in his pow'r , Nor , as he judges them , condemn . Wait then on God and keep his way , So shall his promis'd blessings be Thy portion ; and when thou art rais'd , The wicked's ruine thou shalt see . I 've seen the wicked rise to pow'r , Flourish like Lawrels ever green ; But suddenly their ruine came , And no remainder could be seen . Mark but the good and perfect Man , And him that 's upright in his way ; Mercy attends his happy Life , And quiet peace concludes his days . But bold Transgressors shall not long Escape God's sad but righteous doom , Whose utter extirpation At last shall with a vengeance come . Mean while the Lord will never fail The Good and Just to save and bless ; Who may securely on his strength Rely , for Succours in distress . He 'll surely help them in their need , And be their rescue from th' unjust : His Truth and Honour is ingag'd , To save them , for in him they trust .
PSALM XXXVII . [ Another Metre . ]
LET none be troubled , to behold The wicked's prosperous State ; Nor by their good Success grow bold Their crimes to imitate . For Grass is fresh and green , before The Mower cuts it down ; And beauteous flow'rs , within a while , Are withered by the Sun . He 's wise that 's doing good , and on God's goodness do's rely : Thus thy Enjoyments he 'll secure , Thy just desires supply . Leave thy concerns to him , in firm Dependance on him live ; He 'll either grant what thou wouldst have , Or what is better give . Tho' slanderous tongues should , like a cloud Thy righteousness obscure ; He 'll clear thy innocence , the Light Shall not appear more pure . In silence for God's Mercies wait , Thy self by no means fret ; Tho' bad men thrive , or by ill Arts , What fain they would have , get . If Anger in thy breast arise , Check it , when 't first begins ; Lest it boil up to wrath , and thou Be hurried to their sins . They shall possess who wait on God , Good things i' th' promis'd Land ; But evil do'ers are doom'd to be Cut off by God's just hand .
Part II. Soon shall the wicked's ruine come ; And if the place thou mind , Where once thou saw'st him flourishing Nothing remaining find . Then shall the injur'd meek possess The Land , and with increase Of all good things their Lives be blest , And none disturb their peace . The wicked in Mischievous plots Against the just combines : But God , who sees his ruine near , Will laugh at his designs . Tho' he stand ready arm'd to slay The poor and innocent : His arms shall wound himself , and serve For his own punishment . Think not mere wealth makes happy men ; For what contents the poor , Is better than bad men's ill-got , Or ill-employed store . God will the wicked's pow'r , tho' greats , In pieces surely break ; But good men by his Arm shall be Upheld , tho' ne'er so weak . Their patient waiting , and their days Of Sorrow , God regards ; And with his promis'd happiness Them and their seed rewards . They shall not blush , that in ill times Their hopes on God rely'd : In days of Famine , by his care , They shall be still supply'd .
Part III. God's Enemies , when thriving most Shall perish by his Stroak ; Like fat of Lambs consume away , And vanish into Smoak . These freely borrow to grow rich , Not meaning to restore : The righteous man as freely parts With wealth , to help the poor . The Blessings of the Earth , by them And theirs shall be enjoy'd ; The other , curs'd of God , shall be Cut off , and quite destroy'd . The Lord , that guides a good man's steps , Delighteth in his way : He is not ruin'd by his falls , God's pow'r will be his stay . In all my Life I never yet That lib'ral man could see Whose Alms expos'd himself to want , Or Race to Beggary . He mercifully lends , and thus His seed a Blessing gain : If thou would'st safely dwell , do good And from all Sin refrain . God , that is good and just , will those , That him resemble own . They shall continue ; when the Race Of bad men is o'erthrown .
Part IV. Sure Title to the promis'd Land The Just can onely plead ; And to their pious seed entail Its Blessings when they 're dead . Wise precepts he instills , men's minds To form , and manners guide : And since he makes God's Law his Rule , His goings shall not slide . The wicked plot against the just , And wait to ruine them : God will not leave them in their pow'r , Nor as they judge , condemn . Wait on the Lord , and keep his way ; His promis'd good shall be Thy portion ; and when thou art rais'd , The wicked's ruine see . I 've seen the wicked rise , and spread Like Lawrels fresh and green : But when his hasty ruine came , No remnant could be seen . Mark but the perfect Man , and him That 's upright in his ways ; Mercy attends his happy Life , And peace concludes his days . But bold Transgressors shall not long Escape God's righteous Doom ; Whose utter Extirpation Shall with a vengeance come . Mean while the Lord will never fail , The just to save and bless : Who may securely on his pow'r Rely , in all distress . He 'll help them in their need , and be Their rescue from th' unjust , His Truth to save them is engag'd , Because in him they trust .
PSALM XXXVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LOrd , thy rebukes I can endure , When thou with kindness dost chastise But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear , It this , unmix'd with favour , rise . I feel how sharp thine arrows are , How fast they stick in a deep wound ; The heavy load thy hand lays on , Presses me down unto the ground . My unsound Body tells how sad It is , th' Almighty to displease ; And , how provoking are my Sins , I know , by pains that have no ease . A stood of overwhelming woes , Threaten to sink me every hour ; Too great a load for me to bear , Unless sustained by thy pow'r . Ulcers and noisome sores have fill'd My Body , and my Follies show : Distorted and with trouble bent , I bowing like a Mourner go . For fiery boils my loins inflame , Ill humours run thro every part : Feeble and worn away with pain , I roar , for anguish of my heart . I 'll add no more ; for , Lord , to thee , Both what I want , and how I groan , My troubled thoughts , and restless mind , Decays of strength and sight , are known .
Part II. My Friends and Lovers , who I thought Some pity to me would express , All left me ; and my nearest kin Stood afar oft in my distress . Mean while my foes , on mischief bent Against my Life , they ne'er give out ; This they discourse , and this contrive By fraud and lies to bring about . Like one amaz'd , I silent stood ; Or like a Man both deaf and mute ; Who neither knew their calumnies , Nor their reproaches could confute . Thus I behav'd my self , in hopes The Lord , that heard , my cause would plead ; Nor suffer them , when I was low , T' insult , and proudly raise their head . My weak and ruinous Estate , Gives a sad prospect to my view : My Sins , which I with grief deplore , Have made these Punishments my due . Mean while mine Enemies are strong , Live in prosperity and peace ; And by the false reports they raise , Making me odious , they increase . Ev'n they to whom kind Offices I 've done , against me all combine , 'Cause I the common good pursue , Which they as studiously decline . But , O my God , in this distress Forsake me not , as they have done : Deferr no longer my relief , Whose Safety lies in thee alone .
PSALM XXXIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
REsolv'd I was with care t' observe My ways , and chiefly watch my tongue ; To stifle passionate complaints , How much they thriv'd who did me wrong . Neither good words nor bad I spake , But like a dumb man held my peace ; Tho whilst I thus deny'd all vent . My inward grief did more increase . My musing thoughts pent in , grew hot My stifled sorrows wanted ease ; The kindled flame at length brake forth , Into such words to God as these . Lord , teach me , when my latter end , And number of my days I view , To measure right my self and them , How I am frail , and they are few . My days extent is but a span , Mine Age is nothing unto thee : Man in his flourishing Estate Is altogether Vanity . A shadow 's all that he pursues ; But his Vexations real are ; He heaps up wealth , and knows not who Shall reap the Profit of his Care .
Part II. Let others foolishly expect How kind the flatt'ring world will prove ; I 'll seek my God alone to please , And be ambitious of his Love . Forgive me all my heinous sins , And then remove thy smarting Rod ; Lest Fools should fancy me cast off , And laugh at all my Trust in God . As yet I 've silently ador'd Thy Justice in my Punishment : Remove thy heavy stroak , for else My strength to bear it will be spent . How weak and nothing we appear , When God for sin do's man chastise ; Like Garments fretted by the Moth , So all his beauty ruin'd lies . My earnest pray'r , O Lord , regard , And to my mournful cry give ear : A wandring stranger here on Earth I am , as all my Fathers were . Lord , my decaying strength repair , And spare me yet a while , that I May make my peace with thee , before I go away from hence , and die .
PSALM XXXIX . [ Another Metre . ]
I Was resolv'd t' observe my ways , And chiefly watch my tongue ; To stifle all complaints , how much They thriv'd , who did me wrong . Neither good words nor bad I spake , As dumb I held my peace ; Tho' whilst I thus deny'd all vent , My grief did more increase . My musing thoughts grew hot , my griefs Thus stifled wanted case : The kindled flame at length brake forth Into such words as these , Lord , teach me , when my end and days I have to live , I view ; To know my self and them , how I Am frail , and they are few . My days are but a span , mine Age Is nothing unto thee ; When Man is in his best Estate , He 's onely Vanity . A shadow he pursues , but his Vexations real are ; Gets wealth , and knows not who shall reap The profit of his Care .
Part II. Let others foolishly expect How kind the world will prove ; I 'll seek to please my God , and be Ambitious of his Love . Forgive me all my sins and then Remove thy smarting Rod ; Lest fools think me cast off , and laugh At all my trust in God . Thee I have silently ador'd , In may just punishment : Remove thy Stroak , or else my strength To bear it will be spent . How weak alas ! we are when God , For sin do's Man chastife ; Like Garments fretted by a Moth , His beauty ruin'd lies . My mournful state , O Lord , regard , And to my cry give ear ; I am a stranger here on Earth , As all my Fathers were . Repair my strength , O God , and spare . Me yet a while , that I. May make my peace with thee , before I go from hence , and die .
PSALM XL.
'T IS good with patience to attend , And on the Lord rely : When other succours fail'd , to him , I pray'd , who heard my cry . I , that in misery was plung'd , Surrounded with despair ; Am safely plac'd above my fears , And firm my goings are . And now I 'll chearful praises sing To God , who set me free ; Whilst this thy Goodness do's invite Others to trust in thee . O happy Man ! that trusts in God And can the proud despise ; With the deceitful Arts of such As turn aside to Lyes . Thy wond'rous works , and thoughts of Love To us so many are ; If I would tell them , they exceed My thoughts and value far . When sacrifices , Lord , to thee No longer grateful were ; And when Obedience thou before Burnt-Offerings didst preferr . Instead of these , that I should come , Thy sacred Books recite : Thy Law is in my heart , and I To do thy will delight . Within thy Courts I have made known How great thy Mercies are ; Thy Truth and Faithfulness , my tongue To publish shall not spare . These are too great and good to lie In private thoughts conceal'd ; What all are so concern'd to know , To all I have reveal'd .
Part II. O let my preservation speak How true thou art and kind ; And those Compassions I proclaim , Lord , let me ever find . I never needed more thy help , With dangers round beset ; Nor wonder at it , when my sins So many are and great . Their Number I no more can tell Than th' hairs upon my head : My heart is quite depress'd , and seiz'd With horrour and with dread . Lord , since my troubles with such haste To ruine me advance ; O do not stay , but come as fast To my Deliverance , Let those who would destroy my Life , Their own Confusion meet ; And when they'attempt my hurt , with shame Be forced to retreat . Let such as make my griefs their sport , Themselves unpitied be ; Those who deride my Trust in God , Reward with Infamy . To all true Worshippers , who seek Their God alone to please , Do thou thy Favour , Lord , express , And make their joys t' increase . Let those whose hopes on thee depend , And thy Salvation Love , Ever have cause and hearts to say , Praised be God above . 17 Oh look upon my state oppress'd With Misery and Grief : Thou art my Saviour and my help Lord , send me quick relief .
PSALM XLI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
BLest is the Man , whose tender sense Is touched with another's grief ; Who when he hears the poor Man's cry , Affords him pity and relief . God will his Charity repay ; In time of need will be his Friend : When troubles to his Lot shall fall , He 'll make 'em have an happy end . Threatned by Danger or Disease , His Life he 'll rescue from the Grave ; Prosper his State on Earth , and from His Foes and all their malice save . He 'll strengthen him upon his Bed Of Languishing Infirmity : Secure of God's Compassions , His weary Limbs will softer lie . Wounded and sore opprest with guilt , I cry'd for Pity and for ease ; Lord , let thy Mercies heal my Soul , Whose sins are onely less than these .
Part II. My Foes , t'asslict me more , my Name With Defamations strive to blot ; They wish me dead , and then they hope To see my Reputation rot . He seems , when present , to condole With me , but all 's deceit and fraud ; He picks up matter for his Lyes , And spreads them , when he goes abroad . In close Assemblies they conferr Who hate me , and my hurt devise : An ill disease sticks to him fast , He 's laid , say they , ne'er more to rise . Yea my familiar Friend , in whom I put the greatest confidence , Who to my Family retain'd , Spurns at me with strange Insolence . But Lord , in mercy raise me up , And once more seat me on my Throne ; That by just punishments , I may Repay , what wickedly they 've done . Thy Kindness to me , by thy Care I know , which thou dost not recall : That I 'm in safety , and my Foe Has miss'd his Triumph in my fall . With thankfulness to thee , I own , Thou hast sustain'd my Innocence ;

And ; as to serve thee I 'm advanc'd , Wilt be for ever my defence . Blest be that Majesty above , Whom all true Worshippers adore ; Let every Age consent , and say Amen , till time shall be no more .

PSALM XLII [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
O God , the spring of all my joys , For thee I long , to thee I look : No chased Hart do's pant so much After the cooling Water-brook . Less grief it is to be exil'd From mine own house , O Lord than thine : O how I wish t' approach that place , Where all thy Glories use to shine . The sorrows of my Banishment Increase , and tears become my food , Whilst mine insulting foes reproach My Faith , and say , where 's now thy God ? Past joys renew my grief , to think How to thine House in Troops we came ; What chearful Feasts we kept , and sang Praises in consort to thy Name . Why should I cherish these sad thoughts , Whence nothing but disquiet flows ? Since you procure not what I wish , Why should you hinder my repose ? I 've learnt this Remedy at last ; To keep my passions calm and still , I 'm nearer Help by hope in God , And Resignation to his will . While thus exil'd I wander from This Mountain to the other Hill , Grief do's oppress me : but the thoughts Of thy great Goodness , chear me still .
Part II. Into deep Miseries I 'm fall'n , Where one the other seems t' invite ; Toss'd in a Sea , where every Wave , Threatens to overwhelm me quite . God's Kindness still will give me cause To sing his praise both Night and Day , I 'll thus commend my self to him , The Author of my Life , and pray . " O God my refuge , whv so long " Do I thus unregarded lie ? " Why do I mourn without relief , " Oppressed by mine Enemy ? " This wounds me deeply like a Sword , " To hear my Trust in thee with Scorn " Reproach'd , by them who flouting ask , " Where 's now thy God ? thou wretch forlorn ! Why should I cherish these sad thoughts Whence nothing bat disquiet slows ? Since you procure not what I wish , Why should you hinder my repose . I 've learnt this Remedy at last , To keep my Passions calm and still : I 'm nearer help by hope in God , And resignation to his will .
PSALM XLII . [ Another Metre . ]
BLest fountain of my joys , for thee I long , to thee I look ; No chased Hart do's pant so much After the Water-brook . Less grief it is to be exil'd From mine own house , than thine ; O how I wish t' approach the place Where all thy Glories shine . This makes my sorrows to increase , And tears become my food ; To hear my Foes reproach my Faith , And say , where 's now thy God ? Past joys renew my grief , to think How to thine House we came In Troops to feast , and praises sang In consort to thy Name . Why should I cherish these sad thoughts Whence nought but trouble flows ? Since you procure not what I wish , Hinder not my repose . I 've learnt this Remedy , to keep My Passions calm and still : I 'm nearer help by hope in God , And a resigned will . While thus exil'd I wander from This to the other Hill , Grief casts me down , but thoughts of God's Great Goodness , chears me still .
Part II. Deep are my Miseries , and one Another seems t' invite : Toss'd in a Sea , where every wave Threatens to drown me quite . Thy Kindness , Lord , will give me cause To praise thee Night and Day ; I 'll thus commend my self to thee , God of my Life , and pray . " O God my Refuge , why do I " So long forgotten lie ? " Why do I mourn without relief , " Oppress'd by th' Enemy ? " This wounds me like a Sword , to hear " My Trust reproach'd with scorn , " By them , who flouting ask , where 's now " Thy God ? thou wretch forlorn ! Why should I cherish these sad thoughts , Whence nought but trouble flows ? Since you procure not what I wish , Hinder not my repose . I 've learnt this Remedy , to keep My Passions calm and still ; I 'm nearer help by hope in God , And a resigned will .
PSALM XLIII . [ At the 100 Psalm . ] THou Righteous Judge of all the world , Be thou my gracious Advocate ; And clear mine Innocence from those Whose craft is equal to their hate . Why , Lord , dost thou with-hold that pow'r , On which my soul alone relies ? And look'st not on my mournful State , Opprest by cruel Enemies ? Thy Mercy and thy Truth display ; That by the Conduct of thy Light , Thy Courts I may attain , and there May have of thee a fuller sight . T' approach thine Altar would revive My Soul , and all my Gladness raise : Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With all the Instruments of praise . Why should I entertain sad thoughts Whence nothing but Disturbance flows ? Since they procure not what I wish , Why should they hinder my repose ? I 've learnt this Remedy at last , To keep my Passions calm and still ; I 'm nearer help by hope in God , And resignation to his will .
PSALM XLIII . [ Another Metre . ] GReat Judge of all the world , be thou craft My gracious Advocate ; To plead my cause , 'gainst those , whose pow'r , Is equal to their hate . Why , Lord , dost thou with-hold that On which my Soul relies ? And look'st not on my State oppress'd By cruel Enemies ? Thy Mercy and thy Truth display , That , guided by thy Light , I may attain thy Courts , and have Of thee a fuller fight . 'T approach thine Altar would revive My soul , my joys would raise : Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With Instruments of praise . Why should I entertain sad thoughts , Whence nought but trouble flows ? Since you procure not what I wish , Hinder not my repose . I 've learnt this Remedy , to keep My Passions calm and still ; I 'm nearer help by hope in God , And a resigned will .
PSALM XLIV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
THE wonders , Lord , thou didst of old , We 've often heard our Fathers tell ; To plant thy People in their land , How thou the Heathen didst expel . Their speedy Conquests were not gain'd By their own Valour or their Sword : But by the presence of thy Pow'r , And special favour of the Lord . O God my King , save Jacob's Seed , Whose pow'rful word alone can do , t : Then shall our foes before us fall , And we shall tread them under-foot . It is not by our Sword or bow We hope to conquer , but by thee : By whom so oft we have been sav'd , And they oft made with shame to flee . In God we glory , and we praise Thy Name ; yet now our case deplore : Thy presence is withdrawn , that us'd To head our Armies heretofore : Cast off by thee , our Courage fails , Our Enemies with ease us foil ; We turn our backs , and they come on With greedy haste to take the spoil . Like Sheep design'd for slaughter , some Fall into cruel Butchers hands ; Others led Captive are dispers'd In far remote and Heathen Lands . Disown'd by God ; by all despis'd Like vilest Slaves they 're sold and bought ; And being priz'd as little worth , Their owners part with them for nought . We 're to our Neighbours a reproach , To all about a Laughing-Stock : The Heathens by-word , when they speak , When Signs they only make , their mock .
Part II. The Ignominy of our State , Confounds me with perpetual shame : To hear the Scoffs wherewith our foes Reproach us , and blaspheme thy Name . Our onely Comfort is , tho' all These Miseries are our sad Lot , We 've not been false unto our God , Him or his Covenant forgot . We have not entertain'd worse thoughts , Nor thy Religion less have lov'd ; Nor hitherto our steps have balk'd Thy way , nor we Apostates prov'd . Tho' broke and shatter'd , where not men But Dragons rather fury breath ; Our state is utterly forlorn , And dismal like the shades of Death . Had we to Worship God forgot , Or pray'd to their false Deities ; God's Vengeance we had not escap'd , Who all our secret thoughts espies . That for thy sake we 're daily kill'd Like butcher'd sheep ; is seen by all ; When rather than forsake our God , We chuse his Sacrifice to fall . Awake and rise for our defence , Thy long neglected people own : No more displeasure show , when we Under such sad oppressions groan . Lower we cannot lie ; the ground And we one Body seem to make : Rise for our help , and raise us up ; Oh save us , for thy Mercies sake .
PSALM XLV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing The Praises of a Mighty King : What I recite shall flow so fast , No Scribes quick pen can make such haste . O Glorious King ! thy form divine Created Beauties do's out-shine : All Graces on thy Lips are pour'd , On thee Eternal Blessings showr'd . Gird thy bright sword upon thy thigh , The Ornament of Majesty ; Like an illustrious Prince appear , And shew how great thy Glories are . Ride on in triumph , and maintain The Vertues that adorn thy train ; Wrong'd Meekness Truth and Equity Look onely for support from thee , Thine Enemies amazed stand , Struck with the terrour of thy hand ; Who needs must fall , since thy keen darts Will find a passage to their hearts . Thy Throne , O God , is fixed sure , Thy Kingdom ever shall endure ; Thy Laws , the Scepter in thy hand , Oppress not those whom they command . Sin thou dost hate , but justice love ; Therefore thy Glories far above Thy Fellows shine ; thy God has shed More Oil of Gladness on thy head .
Part II. None ever , did appear so glad In Nuptial Garments richly clad , So fragrant from th' Ivory rooms , As if made up of mere perfumes . Daughters of Kings did not disdain T' attend among the princely train : The Royal Bride at thy right hand , In purest Gold array'd did stand . Great Queen ! thou wilt be happier yet , If thou 'lt thy Country's Rites forget : The King will prize thy Beauty more ; For he 's that Lord thou must adore . Rich Tyre , and those of greatest port , With presents shall thy favour court . Thy Mind all graces do's infold , More splendid than thy cloth of Gold . She to the King in raiment wrought With rich embroid'ry , shall be brought ; Her Maids of Honour after go , Attending in the pompous show . Whom they with forward joy shall bring Into the Palace of the King . Instead of Parents , from thy Womb , Princes , to rule the Earth shall come . And this my Song ; shall make thy Name Survive , Great King , and spread thy Fame . Thee future Ages shall adore And praise , till time shall be no more .
PSALM XLVI . TH' Almighty Lord is our defence , The Strength whereby we stand ; When Troubles their approaches make , His help is still at hand . Our Faith may then remain unmov'd , Tho' th' Earth should be displac'd ; Or tho' into the Sea's vast Gulph The Mountains should be cast . Altho' the Ocean's troubled waves A frightful noise should make ; Should rise and swell unto the Clouds , And cause the Hills to shake . There is a quiet stream makes glad The City of the Lord : His presence shall secure her peave , And timely help afford . The Nations rage and threaten War , But God is on our side ; One word of his dissolves their force , And daunts their swelling pride . See what his hand has done , it draws The Sword out of its sheath ; Which , while he gives it leave , triumphs In Slaughter and in Death . Then by another word he makes Destructive wars to cease ; He breaks their Arms , the Bow and Spear , And crowns the Earth with peace . Cease then , fond man , to strive with God , Whose Pow'r is over all ; For fear , he should exalt himself In your unpitied fall . This is our Glory , that the Lord Of Hosts is on our side ; We in his Care , as in a Forts , In Safety shall abide ,
PSALM XLVII . O All ye people clap your hands , And make a joyful noise ; With Acclamations to your God , Declare your inward joys . His high Perfections do proclaim Him greatly to be fear'd ; This King of all the world commands Your Honour and regard . By him o'er warlike Nations we Our Conquests do advance : And he this happy Land has chose For our Inheritance . Here he resides too , and in this All People we excell : A signal Token 't is of Love When God with us will dwell . In a triumphant state our , Lord This Holy Place ascends ; Loud noise of trumpets all the while Our shouts of joy attends . Sing chearful praises to our God , Sing Praises to our King : He 's Lord of all the Earth , his praise With understanding sing . He makes the Heathen feel his pow'r , And him their Sov'reign own ; He seats himself upon the Ark , As on his Holy Throne . Rulers and People at set times Do all assemble here ; And whilst they worship Abr'ham's God , From foes no danger fear . God , who their safety undertakes , Superior is to all : His Rule extends o'er those whom men The Earth's Defenders call .
PSALM XLVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
GReat Praises to the greatest Lord , Are due from none so much as those Of his own City , in that Mount He for his solemn worship chose . For Situation , the whole Land None so delightful do's afford ; Seen Northward of Jerusalem , The City of our Mighty Lord . As in a Royal Palace , there God keeps his solemn Residence : His Divine presence makes it safe , No Fort can give it such defence . The Forces of Confed'rate Kings Drew near , this City to attack : They saw it , and like men amaz'd , In great Confusion hasted back . Terrour and fear seiz'd all their Host ; No child-bed throws come on so fast : Such as the Mariners feel , whose ships Tost by fierce Tempests , break at last . God's City has such wonders seen , As heretofore our Fathers told : His Mercy , which has sav'd us now , Will still protect , and it uphold .
Part II. Not trusting to our Arms or Forts , We to thy Temple did repair ; Thought on thy Love , and waited there , What God would do , by humble pray'r . Thy Name 's the Lord of Hosts , we found Thee so , in our Deliverance : And all the World thy glorious pow'r In chearful Praises will advance . Thy hand for works of Mercy , Lord , As well as Justice is renown'd : Let Sion then begin her Songs , Follow'd By Judah's cities round . Go round the Holy Mount ; her Tow'rs , Her Palaces and Bullwarks view ; All are intire ; and with what Care 'T has been by Heav'n preserved , shew . Record it too , that after times May trust in God , whom we have try'd : Then he , who now our Guard has been , Will ever be our God and Guide .
PSALM XLIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LET all the People round the Earth , Their Ears with great attention bow , To words that equally concern Both rich and poor , both high and low . Wise and grave Maxims I lay down : And with attention quick and sharp My self will listen , while they 're sung To the soft Musick of my Harp . Why should the , Man who trusts in God , Affright himself with needless fear In days of evil ; when Old Age Approaches , or when Death draws near . Vain men applaud their Stores , yet none His Brother can from dying , save ; Life's purchase is too great ; no wealth Can buy our freedom from the Grave . The Ashes of the Wise and Good With Fools together mingled lie : The Rich , tho' loth to go , must leave The World , with all their wealth , and die .
Part II. Some think on houses that they build , Their Fame eternally shall stand ; And to preserve their Memory , Give their own Names unto their Land . Death levels all their State with Beasts , Makes all their splendid Titles fade : Yet their posterity approves The Follies and Mistakes they made . Driv'n to the Grave like sheep , their , strength And beauty quite consum'd away ; They in Death's Fold shall lie ●nclos'd , Till the great Resurrection-Day . A Day in which the Just shall reign , And o'er the Bad Dominion have : Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss , After I 'm raised from the Grave . Be not concern'd when one 's made rich Or honour'd here ; for when he dies ; Naked he goes away from hence , And stript of all his Glory lies . Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself , And other Men are apt to praise His prudent Management , who strives His Wealth or Family to raise : It 's folly all ; since he must tread The Path his Fathers went before ; And in the Place where now he dwells , Never see Light or Comfort more . Man that to Honour is advanc'd , And with true Wisdom is not blest ; Tho' pleas'd with faise and flatt'ring hopes , Shall die and perish like a Beast .
PSALM XLIX . [ Another Metre . ]
ALL People round the Earth , your ears With needful list'ning bow : My words concern both rich and poor Alike , both high and low . Wise and grave Maxims I compose , And with attention sharp My self will listen , whilst they 're sung To my Melodious Harp . Wherefore should he that trusts in God . Affright himself with fear In evil days ; to see Old Age Approach , or Death draw near ? Men boast their Stores , and yet none can From Death his Brother save : Life's purchase is too great , to buy Our Freedom from the Grave . The Ashes of die wise with fools Together mingled lie ; The Rich , tho' loth , must leave the world With all their wealth , and die . Some think on houses that they build Their Fame shall ever stand ; And that their Names may not be lost , They give them to their Land . Death levels all their pomp with beasts , Makes all their Titles fade ; Yet their posterity approves All the mistakes they made .
Part II. Driv'n to the grave like sheep , men's strength And Beauty fades away ; And there shall lie inclosed , till The Resurrection Day . Then shall the Just men reign , and o'er The Bad Dominion have ; Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss , When raised from the Grave . Envy not him that 's glorious here Or rich , for when he dies , Naked he goes away , and stript Of all his Glory lies . Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself ; And men are apt to praise That prudent Management , which wealth And Families do's raise : It 's Folly all ; for he must go Where others went before ; And never , where he now must dwell , See Light or Comfort more . Man that is honour'd here , and with True wisdom is not blest ; Tho' pleas'd with flatt'ring hopes , shall die , And perish like a Beast .
PSALM L.
THE Mighty God , and Lord of all , Calls the whole Land to hear ; And summons all from East to West Before him to appear . Sion' s the beauteous Palace , where God keeps his Residence ; He 'll go in greatest Splendour forth And Kingly State from thence . All shall have notice of it ; when Lightnings devouring flame , And thundring Tempests round about His coming shall proclaim . So publick , that both Heav'n and Earth His witnesses shall be ; And all the world the Equity Of his Proceedings see . He 'll give strict charge , to gather all His Saints to this Assizo ; Who have a Solemn Covenant made Confirm'd by Sacrifice . Conspicuous as the Heav'ns themselves His Justice shall appear ; Since God himself , the Righteous Judge , Will pass the Sentence there . O Israel , hear to what my charge Against thee do's amount ; It is thy God , who gave thee Laws , Now calls thee to account . But I 'll not charge thee with neglects Of legal Sacrifice ; The Smoak of whose burnt Offerings Daily to Heav'n do's rise . Think not by Store of these , amends For other Sins to make : I need not Bullocks or He-Goats From thy short Stores to take .
Part II. The Cattel on a thousand Hills , The Beasts both wild and tame ; Fowls of the Mountains by me known , All as mine own I claim . Could I be hungry , I 'd not ask Thee to provide me food ; Since all the Earth to me belongs , With its full stores of good . Nor 'cause the flesh and blood of beasts Are on mine Altar , think I have such Appetite , as craves Supply of meat and drink . Offer to God thy thanks ; and pay Thy Vows to the most High : In trouble pray to him ; when sav'd Him onely glorify . But , wicked wretch , why dost thou Name God's Covenant in thy talk ? Urge others to observe his Laws , Which thou dost slight and balk ? Thou canst allow and share with thefts , And foul Adulteries : Slanders , imploy thy Tongue , thy mind Contrives deceit and Lyes . Thy Calumnies spare not so much As thine own Mother's Son : Thou thought'st too , cause so long forborn , I lik'd these things thou 'st done . But I 'll correct thee , and in view Thy sins in order set . You 're warn'd , and now consider well All ye that God forget . Abused Patience will make His wrath the more severe ; And none have pow'r to rescue those Whom he 'll in pieces tear . Know then , that whoso offers praise , Pleases and honours me ; And he who orders right his ways , Shall my Salvation see .
PSALM LI. [ To the Tune of the Lamentation , ] Or as the 100 Psalm .
LOrd , look upon my sinful Soul , That unto thee for Mercy flies ; As thy Compassions boundless are , So blot out mine iniquities . O wash me throughly from my crimes , For thou alone canst make me clean ; With tears I now confess my guilt , Amaz'd to see how vile I 've been . None else can call me to account , But thy Tribunal , Lord , I fear ; For if arraign'd and judg'd by thee , I must be cast , and thou be clear . I was conceiv'd and born in sin , Too prone and bent to do amiss ; But inward Purity to thee , And Truth of Heart most pleasing is . Lord , shew me thou art reconcil'd , As those with Hyssop sprinkled know They are absolv'd ; thy Grace can wash And make me whiter than the Snow . My sins have forfeited the joys And inward peace that once I had ; Thy pard'ning voice would heal again My broken bones and make them glad . No longer , Lord , behold my sins With a severe and angry look ; O take their stains out of my Soul , And blot their guilt out of thy book . * * This may be here added , when the Tune of the Lamentation is used . To thee , O Father , to the Son And Holy Ghost , whom we adore ; Be Glory , as it was of old , Is now , and shall be evermore .
Part II. Create in me , O God , a heart Clean and unspotted in thy sight ; Renew a well composed mind , Unmov'd from Goodness and upright . Lord , do not cast me from thy sight , As one whom thou no more canst Love ; Nor let thy Spirit , whose grace I need , Tho' griev'd too much , from me remove . Its saving Comforts and free aids , T' uphold my feeble pow'rs , afford . Thus Sinners will be drawn t' amend Their ways , and turn unto the Lord . O save me from the crying guilt Of Blood , that sin of crimson dye ; Thy Faithfulness I 'll then proclaim , And loudly sing thy Clemency . My opened Lips shall speak thy praise ; For this thou rather dost desire , Than costly Sacrifice of Beasts Consumed wholly in the fire . Thou , Lord , a broken contrite heart Dost more than bloody offerings prize ; This present now I humbly make , Which God , I trust , will not despise . Thy people whom thou lov'st , delight To bless , defend and succour them : Do good to Sion , Lord , and build The Walls of thy Jerusalem . The Praises of the Righteous then , How kind thou art , shall loudly tell ; And all their choicest Offerings laid Upon God's Altar , please him well .
PSALM LI. [ Another Metre . ]
BEhold , O Lord , my sinful Soul To thee for Mercy flies ; Thy boundless Mercy can blot out All mine Iniquities . O wash away my crimes , for thou Alone canst make me clean : I now confess my guilt , amaz'd To see how vile I 've been . Tho' none can call me to account . Thy Sentence , Lord , I fear ; If judg'd by thee , I know I must Be cast , and thou be clear . I was conceiv'd and born in Sin , Too prone to do amiss ; But Purity and Truth of Heart To thee most pleasing is . Shew thou art reconcil'd , as those With Hyssop sprinkled know They are absolvd ; thy Grace can wash , And make me white as Snow . My Sins have forfeited the Joys And Peace that once I had ; Thy Voice would heal my broken bones , Thy Pardon make them glad . No longer , Lord , behold my sins With a displeased Look ; O take their stains out of my Soul , Their Guilt out of thy Book .
Part II. Create in me , O Lord , a heart : Unspotted in thy sight ; Renew in me a mind unmov'd From Goodness , and upright . Lord , do not cast me from thy sight , As one thou canst not love ; Nor let thy Spirit , tho' griev'd too much , Its Grace from me remove . Its Comforts and free aids , t' uphold My feeble pow'rs afford : Thus Sinners will amend their ways , And turn unto the Lord . O save me from the Guilt of Blood , That sin of Crimson Dye ; Then I 'll proclaim thy Faithfulness , And sing thy Clemency . My opened Lips shall speak thy praise ; For this thou dost desire , Rather than sacrifice of Beasts Consumed in the fire . Thou dost a broken contrite heart More than all Offerings prize ; This present now I humbly bring , Which God will not despise . Delight to bless thy People , Lord , Defend and succour them ; Do good to Sion ; build the walls Of thy Jerusalem . The Praises of the Righteous then , How kind thou art , shall tell ; And all their Offerings laid upon God's Altar , please him well .
PSALM LII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] VAin mighty Man ! to vaunt it so That thou canst mighty Mischief do ! Unlike to God , who 's not inclin'd By'Almighty Pow'r , to be less kind . Thou Hypocrite ! Malice did whet Thy Tongue , like Razor newly set ; The first mischievous Instrument , Prepared to stay the Innocent . Tho' Truth and Right are spoke with ease , Evil and Lyes thee better please . Thy Calumnies , false tongue , have pow'r At once a City to devour . Thou canst not God's just Doom avoid , Thy turn is next to be destroy'd : He 'll pluck thee from thy dwelling-place , And root out all thy cursed Race . The Just shall dread to see thy fall , Yet thus express their Joys withal . " See here the wretched end , yet just , " Of one that made not God his Trust . " Who meant by treach'rous Arts and Lyes , " By wicked practices to rise ; " And strengthned by great wealth he thought " Himself secure ; He 's brought to nought . Whilst I , design'd for ruine , stand ; Supported by the Almighty's hand ; And flourish like an Olive-tree : God's Mercy still my Trust shall be . What God has done , I 'll celebrate , For what h' has promis'd ever wait ; Tho' other ways bad men propound , This the best course his Saints have found .
Psalm LIII [ As the 25 Psalm . ] THE Fools believe no God Do's mind th' affairs below : For tho' they speak it not aloud , They live as if 't were so . All are corrupt and vile , Their Actions hateful are ; They 're onely skillful to do ill , From Good estranged far . God from his Throne look'd down , And took a strict Survey , What men did seek and know the Lord , And his just Laws obey . All were degenerate , With loathsome Sins o'ergrown ; What was Religious just and good , None practis'd , no not one . Strange Madness ! that they should Like bread the poor devour ; And neither own thee by their pray'rs Nor dread thy mighty Pow'r . Where all their fears were vain , Great terrours seiz'd them there ; God who despis'd them , made their fall As shameful as their fear . Delay not , Lord , to set Thy captive people free : When thy Salvation shall appear , Great will their triumphs be .
Psalm LIV. SAve me , O God , thy glorious Name , Thou righteous Judge , advance : O hear my pray'r , and shew thy pow'r In my Deliverance . For Enemies to me unknown , And Strangers to thy fear Seek to betray me , and to take Away my Life , draw near . See how my gracious God appears , And brings unlook'd-for aid : Since he my threatned Life secures , I 'll be no more afraid . God will repay their wrongs , contriv'd With such malicious fraud : When thy just Vengeance on them falls , All will thy Truth applaud . My free and grateful sacrifice Of Praise to God I 'll bring ; His Pow'r and Wisdom celebrate , His Goodness ever sing . For now I 'm safe from all my fears , And I with pleasure see Mine Enemies retreat with shame , Who gloried over me .
PSALM LV. [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LOrd hear my pray'r , and do not hide Thy self from thy poor Suppliant : Consider how I mourn , and make A doleful noise in my Complaint . My wicked Foe has War proclaim'd , And now reduc'd me to sore straits ; And loading me with forged crimes , With rage pursues me , whom he hates . Sore Anguish pains me to the Heart , I feel even Death's strange Agonies : My Danger threatens me so loud , That trembling horrors on me seize , Oh who will lend me wings , as swift As Dove 's , who have their innocence , That to a safe and quiet place I might retire , by flying hence . I 'd chuse to wander any where , Or to some unknown Desart go : I 'd hasten my escape , nor stay Till this fierce Tempest did o'erblow . May all their Counsels disagree , And their Destruction spring from thence , The City 's with Contention fill'd , By rapine caus'd and Violence . These Day and Night go round the Walls , Mischief and Woe Keep Centry there : Iniquity deceit and guile In th' Head of every street appear . I was not by an open Foe Reproach'd , one made by quarrels fierce ; I could have born it then , or else Been safe , by shunning his converse . But thou , perfidious wretch , wa st one Belov'd , my Councellour , my Friend ; With whom my hours , both at my own And at God's House , I oft did spend .
Part II. Let them be seiz'd by sudden Death , And sink alive into a Grave ; For else , where e'er they go or stay , Mischievous plots a place will have . But I intend to call on God , Who 'll rescue me from what I fear ; Evening and Morning , and at Noon , I 'll cry aloud , and he will hear . He 'll settle me in peace , my Life In battle save from cruel hands : Tho' they in Number far exceed , God's Presence for an Army stands . God , who the same abides , their pride , Will humble , and my pray'rs will hear ; Who prosp'ring hitherto in Sin , Change not , nor God's just Vengeance fear . He who all Laws of Friendship , all Oaths of Fidelity has broke . Gave words as smooth as oil , when just Ready to give a Mortal stroak . Cast all the burden of thy Cares On God , who will support his own ; They , tho' sore shaken for a while , Shall not be utterly cast down . But prosperous Iniquity Prepares men for a fearful end ; Whom God , when they are most secure , Will headlong to destruction send . How seldom do the Men of Blood And Treachery , live half their Days ; I trust , I shall mine Age conclude In peace , and long God's Goodness praise .
PSALM LVI .
REscue my Life in Mercy , Lord , For Man would me devour ; His hot and close pursuit affords No Truce to breathe an Hour . My Foes that for my ruine gape , And wait my steps t' ensnare ; As well in Number as in Pow'r To me Superiour are . But tho' a sudden danger may . Some present frights create ; My Trust in thee will never fail . My Fears to dissipate . Then by God's Help I 'll celebrate With praise his faithful Word ; And vanquish all my fears of Men , By trusting in the Lord . When I would conquer their ill will , By being Innocent ; They wrest my words , and to my hurt Their thoughts are wholly bent . For this they frequent counsels hold , And Snares in secret lay ; Watch all my motions and their time : To take my Life away .
Part II. Shall crafty wickedness prevail , And scape without God's frown ? Repress their haughty insolence ; With Vengeance cast them down . Forced to wander here and there , Thou know'st how oft I weep ; A kind remembrance of my tears , And of my troubles keep . I know my pray'r shall now prevail To quell my foes , whose pride Will make my Victory more sure , Since God is on my side . Then by God's help I 'll celebrate With praise , his faithful word ; And vanquish all my fears of men , By trusting in the Lord . I 'm bound by Vows to praise my God Ev'n to my latest breath ; Who , when in utmost danger left , Rescu'd my Life from Death . From falling by the wicked's pow'r If God will me defend ; My Feet his paths shall tread , my Life I 'll in his service spend .
PSALM LVII . LOrd , since I trust in thee alone , Mercy to me extend ; I fly for Shelter to thy wings , Till all my troubles end . To him , whose pow'r is over all , In my distress I 'll cry ; Since thou hast sav'd me heretofore , Thy help will still be nigh . He will employ his heav'nly aids And save me by his Pow'r ; Put those to shame , who would my Life With greedy haste devour . God's Mercy and his Truth 's engag'd For my security : Tho' rather among cruel Beasts Than Men , inclos'd I lie . They breath mere flames , their teeth are spears Their tongue a sharpned sword : Exalt thy self 'bove Heav'n and Earth In my Deliv'rance , Lord . When with the Fowlers treach'rous Arts , My ruine was prepar'd ; Their Pits occasion'd their own fall , Their Gins themselves insnar'd . My heart , O God , is now prepar'd , And this my Tongue shall raise ; Which with my Harp shall early sing A Consort to thy Praise . The Great Salvation thou hast ; wrought I 'll to the World proclaim ; The scattered Nations shall assist My Songs , to spread thy same . Thy Mercy reaches to the Heav'ns , Thy Truth unto the Skies ; Then let thy Glories , Lord , above Both Earth and Heaven rise .
PSALM LVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
YE that administer affairs , And Judges in great councils sit , Do ye just Sentences pronounce , And Righteous Men with care acquit ? So far from this ; when all things should In equal Balances be weigh'd , You practise open Violence , By your corrupt affections sway'd . But 't is no wonder ; since you were Deprav'd , almost as soon as born ; A wicked brood ; train'd up to lye , To flatter , and all Truth to scorn . Your venom'd Tongues strike at my Life ; No Serpent deadlier poyson bears ; To all true Information deaf , The Asp , it 's said , thus stops her ears . In vain on that which will not hear , Charmers employ their Magick-skill ; And all reproofs on you are lost , Who are unjust by Stubborn will . But tho' there 's nothing can correct , Yet , Lord , their wickedness disarm ; When they like Lions fiercely rage , Leave them no pow'r to do me harm .

Part II. May all the wicked's power fail , Like hasty show'rs as quickly spent ; Their Arrows prove like broken reeds , When e'er their Bow 's for Mischief bent . Like Snails so let them melt away ; Or those untimely births , begun With painful throes the Mothers feel , Which die before they see the Sun . You 're ready to devour the poor , Like thorns prepar'd to seeth a pot ; When by a furious Tempest rais'd , All 's swept away , before it 's hot . This Righteous Veng'ance shall provoke The Joys and Triumphs of the Good , As o'er the slain with Victory They pass , and dip their feet in blood . And all that see it will confess That God men's actions do's regard ; And will not fail , as they deserve Either to punish or reward .
PSALM LIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LOrd , save me from mine Enemies , From , those that now against me rise : Workers of Wickedness , whose rage Blood must , and onely mine , asswage . Lo ! how the mighty Men are met , And with strong Guards my house beset ; To take away my Life they wait , Who by no Crime deserve their hate . Thou see'st how busily they run , And , Lord , thou know'st I 've nothing done ; Thou who hast oft my helper been , Behold what dangers I am in . What 's all their force , who thus combine , Lord God of Hosts , compar'd with thine ? Spare not these Heathens , who profess They 're thine , but wickedly transgress . When I their Malice scape by Day , They come at Evening for their prey ; Which they like growling Dogs do watch , And hunt the City round to catch . Their Malice bursts out with their words , They talk of naught but death and swords ; For who , say they , minds what we do ? Thou Lord ; and wilt deride them too . Expos'd to all men's Scorn they 'll be , Who shall their hopes defeated see . Tho' strong they are , on God I 'll wait , Who will defend me from their hate .
Part II. My gracious God will now prevent My ruine , upon which they re bent ; And , by my strange escape , compleat My wish , in their as strange defeat .

I wish not they at once were slain , This would be soon forgot again ; If onely scatter'd and brought low , Their lasting shame thy pow'r would show . Since their audacious Blasphemies , Their Execrations , Oaths and lyes , Are sins whereof their Mouths are full ; Just Vengeance on their heads they 'll pull . Thus wandring let them pine and waste , And perish in thy wrath at last ; That there 's a God then all will know , Who governs every thing below . Now let them come as heretofore , Watch like a growling Dog my door , Or hunt me round in every street ; A plague like to it let them meet . Forc'd like a Dog that fain would eat , To wander up and down for meat , And pass whole nights in sad complaints , That none do's satisfie their wants . But whilst they make a howling noise , I 'll early raise my praising voice , Proclaim God's Care and Providence , in straits my refuge and defence . I 'll praise thee now my danger 's o'er , My strength , to whom I pray'd before : Thy Mercy ever sing and shew , To which my Life and Safety 's due .

PSALM LX.
IN just displeasure for our sins Deserted we have lain ; Our pow'rs all broken and dispers'd , Lord , turn to us again . Our Land by sad Divisions torn , Do's strange Convulsions feel ; The Breaches by our Folly made , Thy hand can onely heal . So heavy have our sorrows been , And such amazement wrought ; As if of deadly wine w 'had drank A stupifying draught . But God , his promise to fulfill , An Ensign do's advance , To which the Righteous may repair , And find deliverance . That thy beloved may obtain A Saviour in their need , In answer to my servent pray'rs Thy timely succours speed .
Part II. God's sacred promise pass'd , now makes My hopes depend on thee ; The Land that round Samaria lies , Submits it self to me . The rest of Israel's Tribes unite To own my righteous Cause ; Ephraim's my chiefest strength for War , Judah supports my Laws . Moab and Edom , as vile slaves To serve me will be glad ; Philistia meet her conqu'ring Lord , And to his Triumphs add . Who then will lead me to that Hold On Edom's Frontiers lies , So strongly fenc'd 'gainst all assaults , Which all my force defies ? The Lord will do 't , who heretofore Refus'd our Arms to bless ; He 'll undertake our conduct now , And crown it with Success . Man's weakness helps in vain , may we Thine aids in trouble meet ; Our hands shall do ●reat acts , our foes Lie conquer'd at our feet .
PSALM LXI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] REgard , O Lord , my pray'r and cry : Tho' forc'd to fly in this distress T' th' utmost corner of the Land , Yet thou canst hear and help no less . My heart 's with sorrow overwhelm'd : Be thou to me a safe retreat ; Where plac'd above my foes and fears I may enjoy a quiet Seat . In all assaults thou still hast been To me a Shelter and strong Tow'r . I shall be safe where thou dost dwell , Trusting in thy protecting pow'r . Since thou hast heard my Vows , and I Thy peoples Heritage possess : With a long Life and happy Reign , Thy King , I hope , thou still wilt bless , May he for ever in thy Love And fear , O Lord , abide ; and send , That Truth and Goodness better far , Than strongest Guards may him defend . So will I chearful praises sing , And thy great Name for ever bless : And carefully perform those Vows I made to God in my distress .
PSALM LXII . [ As the 25 Psalm . ]
MY Soul doth wait on God , My Rock and my defence : Tho' you disturb my peace , I 'm safe Under his Providence . Why should you seek your own Destruction in my fall ? Like a loose fence you 'll tumble down , Or like a bowing wall . They 're busy to supply With Lyes , what wants in force To ruine me ; they speak me fair , Whom inwardly they curse . Thy Duty , O my Soul , Do not to God neglect : Wait on him still , from whom alone Deliv'rance I expect . He onely is my Rock And my Salvation ; He 's my defence ; it 's not their pow'r , Can thrust me from my throne . Safety and Honour both On God alone depend ; He , like a Rock or Fort , shall me 'Gainst all my Foes defend .
Part II. Ye people trust in God , When e'er you are afraid ; He 'll be your refuge in distress , When you implore his aid . The Men of Low degree Are vain ; great men a Lye : Both in the Balance laid appear Lighter than Vanity . Wealth makes not happy Men , 'T is vain in this to trust : Then seek not to inrich your selves By ways that are unjust . It Riches should abound , By Heaven's Blessing sent , Take heed they do not gain your hearts , Nor make you insolent . That all may know from whence Their help they should derive ; Thou , Lord , hast oft declar'd , that pow'r Is thy prerogative . That Mercy flows no less Abundantly from thee ; So that according to Men's works , Their due reward shall be .
PSALM LXIII . EArly , O Lord , my fainting Soul Thy Mercy do's implore ; No Traveller in desart Lands Can thirst for water more . I long t' appear as I was wont , Within thy Holy place ; Thy Pow'r and Glory to behold , And to obtain thy Grace . For Life itself , without thy Love , No relish do's afford ; No other joys can equal this , To serve and praise the Lord . I 'll therefore make my pray'rs to him , And praise him whilst I live : This , like the choicest dainties , will Both food and pleasure give . When others sleep , my wakeful thoughts Present thee to my mind ; And in the Night I think , how good My God has been and kind . Since thou alone hast been my help , To thee alone I fly ; And on thy watchful Providence With chearfulness rely . In all my straits I run to thee With Speed , and Safety gain ; When I keep close to God , his Care And Pow'r will me sustain . But they shall lose their own , who seek My Life to take away : And their slain carkases become Food for the Beasts of Prey . The King shall joy in God , and all That swear by his great Name Shall glory ; when , perfidious Men Shall silenc'd be with Shame .
PSALM LXIV . LOrd hear me , and from wicked Foes , Be thou my Life's defence : Protect me from their secret plots , And open Violence . Whose Malice whets their tongues , to wound Deeper than sharpest Swords ; Who instead of poyson'd arrows , use Cruel and slanderous words . A secret mischief they intend Against the innocent ; Which fear of God will not restrain , Nor yet Man's Care prevent . Confirm'd in Malice , and combin'd In secret Leagues , they hide Such undiscerned Snares , they think By none can be descry'd . Nothing that Diligence can work , Or wicked Skill find out , They unattempted leave , to bring Their Villainies about . But all in vain : for that just God Whose vengeance they provoke , Shall ruine all their plots , and wound Them by a sudden Stroak . Their wicked counsels and false tongues Shall on themselves return : And left by all , o'er their lost hopes They shall unpitied mourn . All that behold this work , possess'd With awful fear , shall own , It was an hand Divine , not chance Threw these proud sinners down . The Just will trust in God the more , And loudly tell their joys : Who makes them gloriously triumph O'er wicked Craft and Lyes .
PSALM LXV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
PRaises in Sion wait for thee , And there the Vow perform'd shall be : To thee , O God , that hearest Pray'r , All Flesh shall chearfully repair . Our sins may justly put a Stop To all that good from thee we hope ; Thy Mercy do's those fears allay , For this will purge our sins away . O happy they ! that may draw near To thee , and in thy Courts appear ; For these shall all refreshments have Thy House can give , or they can crave . By thine amazing wonders thou Thy Kindness to the Good dost show ; The Ends of th' Earth in thee conside , And th' Isles that in the Sea reside . Mountains , that seem to touch the Sky , ‛ Gain from thy strength Stability : The roaring Seas God do's asswage , And stills the peoples madder rage .
Part II. O'er all the Earth the Nations spread , Thy works of Pow'r and Anger dread ; And all adore thy Goodness great , Where e'er the Sun do's rise or set . Thy Care prevents a threatning dearth Thou visitest the thirsty Earth : Show'rs to enrich her barren womb , From thy full Springs above do come . Thy Bounty do's that food provide , By which our needs are all supply'd . The hardned ridges of the field , Wat'red with Show'rs are soft and yield . It s Seed , by clods thus gently press'd , Springs up , and by'after rains is bless'd . The fruitful Year rich blessings crown , And Plenty from the Clouds drops down . The Wilderness refresht with rain , Tho' parch'd before , now springs again : The Little Hills new Garments wear , And in their youthful Green appear . Flocks are the cloathing of the Plain , The Vales are cover'd o'er with grain : All Nature seems to shout and sing , To welcome in the hopeful Spring .
PSALM LXV . [ Another Metre . ]
PRaises in Sion wait for thee , The Vow there paid shall be : To thee , O God , that hearest pray'r , All gladly shall repair . Our sins may justly put a stop T' all good from thee we hope ; Thy Mercy will those fears allay , And purge our sins away . O happy they that may draw near , And in God's Courts appear ; Refreshments in thy House they 'll have Of what their Souls can crave .

By thine amazing wonders , thou Kindness to us dost show : In thee the Ends of th' Earth confide , Isles that i' th' Sea reside . The tow'ring Mountains , by thy hand Fixt and unmoved stand . The roaring Seas God do's asswage , And People's madder rage .

Part II. Thy pow'rful Works , the Nations spread So widely , see and dread : All where the Sun do's rise or set , Adore thy Goodness great . Thy Care prevents a threatning Dearth , Thou visitest the Earth : Show'rs from above , t' enrich her womb , Like flowing rivers come . By food thy Bounty do's provide , Our needs are all supply'd . The hardned ridges of the field Soft'ned by showers yield . It s seed , by clods thus gently press'd Springs up , by fresh rain bless'd . The fruitful year rich blessings crown Which fatning Show'rs drop down . The wilderness refresht with rain , Tho' parch'd , now Springs again . The little Hills new garments wear , In youthful green appear . Flocks are the cloathing of the plain , The Vales spread o'er with grain . All Nature seems to shout , and sing Welcome t' a hopeful spring .
PSALM LXVI .
LET all the Earth with joy resound , To God their Voices raise : Extol him in their Songs , and make Him Glorious by their Praise . Proclaim his mighty works , in which Such terrour do's appear ; As makes his Foes to crouch , and feign Obedience thro' their fear . Ev'n all the Earth shall worship thee , And sing unto thy Name : Who see the wonders thou hast done To raise and spread thy Fame . He turn'd the Sea into dry Land ; The swelling Flood made way For Israel to pass : Who there His Glories did display . He views the Nations , and his Rule Do's o'er the World extend ; Then let not men rebel , for pride Will in their ruine end . Let all the people bless the Lord , And loudly sing thy Praise ; Thou great Preserver of our Lives , And Guide of all our ways .
Part II. Through severe tryals we have pass'd , In grievous straits distress'd : Like Beasts of burden have been us'd , With heavy loads oppress'd . Insolent Tyrants , as vile Slaves Have trod us under feet : But through all dangers we are brought , Where Ease and Plenty meet . I 'll go into thine house , O Lord , And thankful Offerings lay Before thine Altar , and the Vows I made in trouble pay . To honour him from whom all good Do's come , I 'll spare no cost ; I 'll offer what he do's require , And what will please him most . Ye that are pious come and hear What God for me has done ; His Mercies shew'd to me , will be For your Instruction . When I with grief opprest , to him My fervent cries did raise ; He heard me graciously , and turn'd My sighing into praise . God will not favour me , if I Iniquity regard : But he inclin'd his Ear to me , And my Petitions heard . O let the Glorious Name of God Be ever magnifie'd ; Who neither did reject my Pray'r , Nor his own Grace deny'd .
PSALM LXVII . [ As the 25 Psalm . ] SHew Mercy to us , Lord , Bless us with gifts divine ; O let the Glories of thy Face , On us thy Servants shine . May thy hid ways be known , Thy Fear on Earth abound ; And thy Salvation over all The Heathen World resound . Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express ; Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess . The Nations now may sing Their Joys , since God do's reign : He rules with Wisdom , this great Judge Will Righteousness maintain . Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express ; Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess . Then shall th' enriched Earth With Plenty overflow ; And God on all his other Gifts , His Blessing will bestow . His Blessings showr'd on us , Our happy Days shall crown : His Pow'r and Goodness all the World With humble Fear shall own .
PSALM LXVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LET the great God arise , and then His scattered foes will flee for fear ; Vanish like smoke , and melt like wax Before the Fire , when he draws near . But let the just rejoice , and praise His Name , to which all Pow'r belongs ; He rides on High above the Clouds , Let him be rais'd too in your Songs . He pities Orphans , Widows wrongs He rights , bring chained Pris'ners out ; He for the desolate provides , But plagues the RebelsLand with drought . Lord , when thou brought'st thy people forth From Egypt with a Mighty hand ; And led'st them thro' the Wilderness , To bring them to the Promis'd Land : The Heav'ns before thy Lightnings dropt , The Earth did with thy Thunder quake ; Mount Sinai , when the Lord came down Did from its firm Foundation shake . In that dry Wilderness thou sent'st A plenteous rain , at their complaint ; Ev'n Bread was rained down from Heav'n , For their Refreshment who were faint . Thy numerous people with their flocks , Found a convenient dwelling there ; And by thy bounty , Lord , the poor With all things needful furnish'd were .
Part II. When God had giv'n them Victories , A female Army ( 't was their use ) Met the returning Conquerours , And in their Songs thus told the News : " All the great Captains of their Hosts , " Have left the field with hasty flight ; " And left rich spoils , all shar'd by us " Women , who were too weak to fight . " Tho' you in Egypt's servile works , " Sull'ied among the Pots have lien ; " Your Armies Wings , like those of Doves , " Victorious now , shall brightly shine . And so it was ; for when the Kings On this Side Jordan conquer'd were , They as illustrious as the Snows On Salmon's Hill , did then appear . And when on th' other Side , the Lord Your Conquests also did advance ; Th' high Hill of Basan then became ; A part of God's Inheritance .

But be not proud , ye lofty Hills , As if God meant with you t' abide ; Sion's the Hill which he hath chose Therein for ever to reside . Thousands of Angels there attend , And God is where that Host appears : Sinai had once his presence , now To Sion th' Honour he transferrs .

Part III. Like a great Conquerour , our God . Ascended is above the Skies ; And after him in triumph draws As Spoils , his captiv'd Enemies . He scattered his various Gifts Around , to make his Bounty known ; Ev'n Rebels had a share , 'mongst whom He dwells , and they his kindness own . God that heaps daily benefits On us , shall have our praising Songs : He is our Saviour , to whom The Pow'r of Life and Death belongs . In his just Vengeance he shall wound The Heads of all that him resist ; On whom no Methods of his Love Prevail , who still in sin persist . God is resolv'd the Victories Of former Ages he 'll renew ; As great as those in Bashan's Land , And the Red Sea , his People knew . Thine Arms shall so victorious be , And such a Slaughter shall be made , That in thine Enemies blood , the Dogs Their tongues may dip , and thou mayst wade . All know the Pomp with which God made His entrance to the Holy place : Singers and Players , Virgins too With Timbrels the procession grace . Who as they went along , all join'd Their Voices , and this Song they sung , " In your assemblies bless the Lord , " All ye that are from Jacob sprung . The Tribes all , with their Princes , came ; Judah and Benjamin lay near ; But the remote too , Zobulun And Nephthali , attended there .
Part IV. This Union which thy God has made , O Israol , has made thee strong : Confirm it , Lord , and what 's begun So happily , continue long . Such Blessings on Jerusalem Shall from thy Temple there come down , That , by rich Presents thither brought , Kings shall themselves thy subjects own . Check that fierce Prince , like a wild beast With rage to War against us bent ; With Captains furious as Bulls , Souldiers as Heifers insolent . Prancing in Silver-plated Arms , He unprovok'd comes out to fight : Scatter his Forces and destroy All that in War and blood delight . Egypt , to make a league with thee , Princely Embassadors shall send , And Aethiopia to God Her hands in gifts and pray'rs extend . Praise him , ye Kingdoms of the Earth ; Who governs all the Heav'nly Spheres : From thence he thunders with his Voice , Which every Creature dreads that hears . Give him the Glory of his Pow'r , Illustriously to Israel shown : Its wonders in the Heav'ns appear , And thence by all the World is known . They that behold his Majesty In Holy Places , are amaz'd : 'T is God who giveth strength and pow'r Unto his Saints ; his Name be prais'd .
PSALM LXIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
SAve me , O God , or else I 'm drown'd ; Plung'd in deep mire , I find no ground : Into deep Waters I am led , Whose swelling waves o'erflow my head . So long for help to thee I cry , I scarce can speak , my throat 's so dry : Mine Eyes , with looking long in vain , I scarce can lift to Heav'n for pain . My Foes are numberless and strong , Who ' unjustly to destroy me long : Tho' , of all quarrels to be rid , I 've paid for wrongs I never did . God knows , who all my faults do's spy , I never did them Injury . Let none trust less in God , nor shun Well doing , seeing me undone . For 't is for thy sake I have born Reproach , and suffer'd so much scorn : Deserted by Familiars been , Not own'd by those of nearest kin . Zeal for the Honour of thy Name And House , consumes me like a Flame : All the reproaches thrown at thee , I felt as if they 'd aim'd at me . If fasting I bewail their spite , They call me a leud Hypocrite : If I wear Sackcloth when I 'm sad , I 'm look'd on as a Fool or Mad. When the grave Judges do me wrong , No wonder I 'm the Drunkard's Song I 'll onely pray , that this may be Thy time , O Lord , to favour me .
Part II. Hear me , and now in my distress Thy promis'd Goodness , Lord , express , Rescue me from that dangerous State I 'm brought into by cruel hate . I 'm lost amidst these Floods of woe , If I still sink , and they o'erflow : This heap of Waves , unless thou save , Will rise so high , they 'll be my Grave . Lord , let my pray'r be heard above , Whose onely comfort is thy Love ; As thou to pity art inclin'd , Let me thy tend'rest Mercies find . Disown me not ; who am not less Thy Servant , 'cause in such distress : But as my troubles greater are , Require thy speedier help and Care . Thy Pow'r to save me interpose , Whose Life is struck at by my foes : Who , when I 'm ruin'd , will aloud Proclaim their joys , and grow more proud , Thou know'st with what dishonour us'd , With what reproaches I 'm abus'd ; Both who are my sworn Enemies , And what they plot , before thee lies . To have no guilt , and thus to smart Under reproaches , breaks my heart : I find no Partner in my grief , As far from pity as relief . They bitterly my sorrows treat , And give me Gall , instead of meat : And when to quench my thirst I think , They give me Vinegar to drink .
Part III. Like vengeance , Lord , for them prepare , And let their Table be their Snare : Their prosp'rous State without mishap , Be for their ruine a sure Trap. Let darkness seize their Eyes , and make Their Loins continually to shake : Let thy severest vengeance haste To overtake and hold them fast . They and their Race be so destroyed , Their houses may be waste and void . For whom God wounds , him they pursue His grief whom he afflicts , renew . Let such more wicked daily grow , And then no Mercy to them show : Cut off , may they no bleffings share Which to the Righteous promis'd are But , Lord , tho' I dejected lie , Save me , and fet me up on high . My Songs of Praise shall then declare , Thy Grace and Pow'r how great they are , The Lord will more this Sacrifice Than fairest Ox or Bullock prize : And every pious heart that 's sad , This will revive and make it glad . He his poor servants hears and saves , Whom men ill treat , and use as slaves . Let all the World his Goodness raise , Since one tongue 's not enough for praise . For God will Sion save , and build Cities with Judah's people fill'd : Their Race that serve and love him well , Shall there reside and safely dwell .
PSALM LXX . [ As the 25 Psalm . ] BEhold my troubles , Lord , How they with haste advance ; O do not stay , but come as fast To my Deliverance . Let those that seek my Life Their own Confusion meet : When they attempt my hurt , with shame Be forced to retreat . Let such as make my griefs Their Sport unpitied be ; Those that deride my trust in God , Reward with Infamy . But where true worshippers Do seek their God to please , Thy favour towards them express , And make their joys t' increase Let those that hope in thee , And thy Salvation love , Ever have cause and hearts to say , Praised be God above . Look on my State opprest , With Misery and Grief ; Thou art my Saviour and my help , Lord , send me quick relief .
PSALM LXXI . [ As the 25 Psalm . ]
MY Soul on God relies , Let none disgrace my trust : Lord , hear and save me when I call , As thou art good and just . Be thou my sure defence , Whereto I may resort ; Make good thy gracious promise , Lord , Be thou my Rock and Fort. Save me from cruel Men , And those that are unjust ; Thou , Lord , alone hast been my hope , And from my Youth , my trust . Thou took'st me from the Womb , When my first breath I drew ; Thou hast sustain'd me ever since , All praise to thee is due . Many with wonder gaze On me , as one forlorn ; But by my praises and thine aid , I shall confute their Scorn . Lord , when my strength decays , And when my years decline , Do not forsake or cast me off , But own me still for thine . Those that to ruine me Conspire , these counsels please . " Whom God has left , we will pursue , " Take and destroy with ease . Let their presumption , Lord , Incline thee to draw near , And make thine aids with greater speed For my relief appear . Lord , dissipate the force Of my confounded foes ; And disappointed of their hopes To open shame expose .
Part II. In God I 'll place my hopes , Him with more praises crown : His Truth and Mercies I 'll proclaim , Whose measures are unknown . To no Supports I 'll fly , But to the strength divine ; No other Goodness shall be nam'd Or Faithfulness but thine . These from my Youth I 've learn'd ; And hitherto declar'd Thy wond'rous works : forsake me not When I become grey-hair'd . Till I have further shown Thy Pow'r , and taught thy fear Both to the present Age , and those That after shall appear . Thy Goodness , Lord , is great , Thy Works illustrious are ; All thy Perfections have no Bounds , None can with thee compare . Thou shalt again revive My Soul , with grief deprest ; Thou , Lord , wilt raise my low Estate , Comfort and give me rest . Then to proclaim thy Truth I 'll all my Powers raise ; And to improve my Songs , will add Sweet Instruments of praise . My chearful tongue and lips , Shall loudly bear a part In praising thee , when tun'd and rais'd , By a most thankful heart . This shall be my great work , To celebrate thy Fame ; Who hast redeemed me , and brought Mine Enemies to shame .
PSALM LXXII [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
Lord may the king with mighty skill And Grace to judge aright be bless'd : Then equal Justice shall have place , And the poor injur'd be redress'd . Then shall the happy people , peace And undisturbed quiet gain ; When Rulers high and low , their rights And their just Liberties maintain . He the best use of pow'r shall learn , To crush the proud oppressors might ; And save the helpless poor from those Who in their Miseries delight . Thy never-ceasing righteous Rule , Thy lasting Honour shall procure ; And all shall thee observe and fear , As long as Sun and Moon endure . By his mild Government , on all Such welcome blessigs shall come down , As show'rs on thirsty ground distill , Or gentle rains on grass new-mown . The righteous in his days shall thrive : The Moon it self shall sooner cease To fill and wain , than his just reign Fail to be blest with lasting peace .
Part II. His Empire shall not be confin'd Within Judaea's bounds , but stretch It self from Sea to Sea , as far As th' Earths Inhabitants do reach . Dwellers in loansome desarts , shall To own and do him homage meet ; His Enemies shall lick the Dust , By low prostrations at his feet . The Kings of Tharsis and the Isles Tho' distant far , shall presents bring ; Princes from happy Arabs Land , With Gifts shall honour this great King . Yea by all Kings of th' Earth , shall he With Low Submissions be ador'd ; All Nations Tributaries be , And serve him as their Sov'reign Lord . Mercy shall gain him this regard , As a known Patron of the poor ; Who saves them , when they cry in vain To other helps , and his implore . Hell spare them , and their case forlorn Will pity ; and when subtle spite Or violence their ruine seeks , Dear shall their blood be in his Sight .
Part III. His Reign shall long and prosp'rous be ; The East rich Off rings shall present ; All men shall pray for his long Life , And praise his Righteous Government . Plenty shall every where abound , The Corn on barren Mountains sown , Shall Spring so thick , the fruit shall shake And make a noise like Lebanon . The Earth thus blest , the people too Shall fruitful be and flourishing ; The Cities Numbers shall increase Like Grass or Flowers in the Spring . Whilst the Sun's brightness lasts , his fame In all succession shall survive ; All Nations shall him blessed call , And Blessings all from him derive . Bless'd be the Sov'reign Lord , the God Of Israel , whose stupendious Acts Of Pow'r our wonder , and whose Grace Our Love and Gratitude attracts . Oh , may the Glorious Name of God For ever be advanced then ; His Glories fill the Earth , and all Join in his Praise , and say Amen .
PSALM LXXIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
CErtain it is , that God is kind , To those that are sincerely good : But yet my Faith was at a loss , My feet did stagger where I stood . I saw the wicked's prosperous state , My envy at those Fools did rise : That when a healthful Age was past , A quiet Death should close their Eyes . Exempt from Plagues and Miseries That others seek t' escape in vain ; They 're cover'd o'er with Violence , And pride surrounds them like a chain . Pamper'd with Ease and Luxury , Their Body thrives , looks fresh and fair ; Their Wealth rolls in with a full tide , Beyond their hopes , without their Care . Such is their lofty pride , t' oppress They make no Scruple , feel no shame : Dare Heav'n it self with blasphemies , And freely blast the good Man's Name . This gives disturbance to his mind , And Passion makes his tears to flow ; Doubts rise within him , whether God Discerns or minds things done below . Th' ungodly are the prosp'rous men , Thrive in the World , and riches gain : I 've wash'd mine hands in Innocence , And cleans'd my heart , says he , in vain . For every Morn renews my Plagues , And I whole Days in Sorrow spend : But stay : thus speaking I against The Faith of all good Men offend .
Part II. I oft consider'd with my self Th' unequal ways of Providence ; I found them hard to be resolv'd , And doubts long kept me in suspence . At God's House I at last enquir'd , And there did my mistakesamend : Before I onely view'd their way , But now I understood their end . I saw the slippery precipice , On which their tottering feet were plac'd : And with what terrours they were seiz'd , When down to sudden ruine cast . Their Happiness was like a dream , Which waking quickly vanishes : Lord ! what a stupid Beast was I , To vex my self at their Success . For all this while I was thy care , By thee sustain'd , tho suffering ; Thy Counsels here shall guide me still , And afterward to Glory bring . Lord , there is none in Heav'n or Earth , On whom I can rely like thee ; For when my heart and hopes here fail , My Stay and Portion thou wilt be . But those that are from God estrang'd , Or unto hateful Idols bow , Shall furely their own ruine meet , And a deserved Overthrow . God is my chiefest Good ; 't is best To keep me to my God most nigh : Then I his Mercy and his Truth Shall praise , when I on him rely .
PSALM LXXIII . [ Another Metre . ]
IT 's sure , that God is kind to those That are sincerely good : But yet my Faith was at a loss , I staggered where I stood . Viewing bad men , tho' foolish , here To prosper , envy rose ; To see an easy Death , an Age Of health and vigour , close . From troubles freed , that other men Strive to escape in vain ; They boast in violence , and pride Surrounds them like a chain . Pamper'd with Luxury and Ease , Their looks are fat and fair : Their wealth flows in beyond their hopes , And oft without their Care . T' opprese the weak , their lofty pride No scruple feels , nor shame . They dare Heav'n to blaspheme , and blast Freely the Good man's Name . This gives disturbance to his thoughts , And makes his tears to flow : And now he doubts , whether God knows Or minds what 's done below . Th' ungodly are the prosp'rous men , Grow rich and thrive amain . I 've wash'd my hands in Innocence , And cleans'd my heart in vain . For every Morn my plague's renew'd , In grief whole days I spend . But stay : such words against the Faith Of all good men offend .
Part II. I oft debated with my self God's ways of Providence : I found the search too hard , and doubts Long kept me in suspence . Till coming to God's House , I there Did my Mistakes amend : Before I view'd their way , but now I understood their end : I saw the slippery precipice , On which their feet were plac'd : And with what terrours seiz'd , when down To sudden ruine cast . Their happiness was like a dream Which waking vanishes . Lord ! what a Beast was I , to vex My self at their Success . For still I was thy care , by thee Sustain'd , tho' suffering . Thy Counsels they shall guide me here , And hence to Glory bring . There 's none in Heav'n or Earth , on whom I can rely , like thee . When my ' heart and hopes here fail , my stay And Portion thou wilt be . But those that are from Godestrang'd , Or unto Idols bow ; Shall meet thy fierce displeasure here , And utter overthrow . God is my chiefest good : it 's best To keep to him most : nigh : His Truth and Mercy I shall praise , When I on him rely .
PSALM LXXIV [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
WIll God for ever cast of those Whom for his own , we know , he For ever shall his Anger smoak Against his once beloved Flock ? Let not thy purchase , Lord , thy Lot So dearly bought , be quite forgot : But thy old dwelling call to mind , Sion , to which thou hast been kind . Visit with Speed , and view with pity The lasting ruines of our City ; Or in thy Holy House alone , What mischief th' Enemy has done . Where we were wont thy Name t' adore , With rage they impiously roar : Their Banners there set up we see , In Token of their Viotory . As men in lopping off thick boughs , So here they ; freely deal their blows . Carv'd work , in which such skill wasshown , An Axe's stroak at once hews down . The House , by being God's , that claims To be untouch'd they turn to flames ; And level with the Ground thus lain , Is made by wicked hands profane . They have design'd , such is their spight , To root out our Religion quite : Our Synagogues for this imploy'd , Not one is left , but all destroy'd . And , as if God had left us , we No tokens of his Presence see ; No Prophet now to us do's send , To tell us when our woes shall end .
Part II. How long , Lord , wilt thou bear with those , Who Trust in thee to Scorn expose ? And hear'st what blasphemies they speak , That thou to save us art too weak . Why , Lord , dost thou that hand withdraw , That kept thine Enemies in awe ? Exert thy pow'r , and all will see Their Folly , who contend with thee . We thy Protection seem to claim , Of old our King , and still the same . What strange Salvation in times past Has this Land seen , that now lies waste ? The parted Sea retir'd in haste , Ope'ning a way thro' which we pass'd . On its return th' Egyptian host , Stern as Sea-Monsters , all were lost . Phar'oh and all his Captains drown'd And spewed out , no grave they found , But in the Bellies of wild Beasts , And Fowls , which on them made their feasts . From an hard Rock , cleft by a Rod , Streams flow'd , and shew'd the pow'r of God : Again , a flowing Stream do's stop , And a great River's dried up .
Part III. The Reg'ular changes that we see Of Day and Night , were made by thee : The proper Light that either needs , From Sun and Moon by turns proceeds . Th' Earth's Limits and its various Climes , Diff'rence of Seasons And of times ; The Summer's heat , and Winter's cold . That fruitful , this decay'd and old : These Changes wisely order'd were , So ' are those in our Condition here . But Fools still prosp'rous grow so proud , They now blaspheme thy Name aloud . Oh may thy Church , thy Turtle-Dove , Mournful yet chast , thy pity move : To Birds of prey expose her not , Tho' poor , too dear to be forgot . Thy Cove'nant made to us respect , Can'aan to give and to protect . Now all its dwellings doleful lie , With rapine fill'd and cruelty . O let not the oppress'd complain , Their pray'rs and trust in God are vain ; T' a good estate the helpless poor , That they may praise thy Name , restore , Delay not , Lord , much less decline To plead our cause , since ours is thine ; For these Fools Scoffs at our distress , Reproach thy Providence no less . Forget not then th' insulting cries And Tumult of thine Enemies ; Whose Pride , if it unpunish'd go , Their insolence will higher grow .
PSALM LXXV . WE 'll never cease to thank our God For his preserving Care : For that thy pow'rful help is near , Thy wondrous works declare . What good men long so much to see , When settled in my throne , Disorders then shall be reform'd , And equal Justice done . The Lands Confusions had dissolv'd The people's Hearts with fear ; The Pillars of the Government By me supported were . The Fools I caution'd not to be So madly insolent ; Nor stifly proud , as if t' outbrave Ev'n Heav'n it self they meant . Promotion comes not from this Coast , Nor that , by lucky chance : God the great Sov'reign puts one down Another to advance . He deals out plagues to men ; his hand Pours out a dreadful Cup , Full of strange mixture , and with sad Ingredients made up . Some bitter drops the good may tast , But God reserved hath For wicked men the bottom dregs , And larger draughts of wrath . But I will celebrate and sing For ever , Lord , thy praise : And more cut off the wicked's pow'r , And that of good men raise .
PSALM LXXVI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] NOne knows like Judah God so well , Nor his Renown , like Israel . Jerusalem's his place of rest , And Sion's with his Presence blest .

There lay the Arrows broke , the shield The Sword , and Arm that did it wield . Thou , for the Slaughters of that day , Art more renown'd than Hills of prey . They that with courage us'd t' invade , Themselves a prey to us are made . Seiz'd with death's sleep , which none withstands Their mighty men could find no hands , Chariots and Horse their ruine prov'd , Both at thy check remain'd unmov'd . When God is wroth , men think in vain Courage or Conquests to maintain . When he from Heav'n his Sentence pass'd , And rose to save the meek in haste ; Th' approach our foes with terrour fill'd , And all their rage becalm'd and still'd . Thus man's outrageous wrath and spite , Raises God's praise t' a greater height ; All whose remains not yet express'd Shall at his pleasure be suppress'd . Vow then to God , as well as pray , And what you vow with conscience pay : Let all around their presents bring T' express their fear of this great King . Men's height no privilege can plead , He 'll humble them , or strike them dead : Monarchs that to the world give Law , Before him stand with trembling awe .

PSALM LXXVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
IN my distress , my pray'rs and cries To God that heard me I renew'd : And in the Night , when others rest ; With hands spread out to him I su'd . All comfort I refus'd , my thoughts Of God ( how kind h' had been before , And what our Miseries now were ) Disturb'd and overwhelm'd me more . Mine Eyes to sleep I could not close , Tho' grief had lock'd my Lips up fast : All I could do , was to recount Thy wonders wrought in Ages past . I call'd to mind the Songs of Praise I made , from former dangers free'd ; Debated with my self how well God's past and present ways agre'ed . Will God , said I , quite call us off ? Nor follow us with one kind thought ? Are all his Springs of Goodness dry ? And must his promise stand for nought ? Has Mercy lain so long difus'd , That God to shew it has forgot ? Or 's so provok'd , our Miseries To look on , but regard them not ? This pain'd me sore ; that such a change In God's Proceedings did appear ; That th' hand which formerly did save , Its stroaks should now be so severe . But I 'm resolv'd God's former works And wonders I will think upon : Repeat no longer my Complaints , But talk of all that thou hast done .
Part II. The Methods of thy Providence Perfectly just and holy are , Tho' far above our reach ; whose pow'r And Greatness are beyond compare . The wonders thou hast done , thy Name Above all other God's have rais'd ; The World has seen thy pow'r , so far Exceeding theirs , and been amaz'd . Thy Care , so wond'rousty preserv'd , Jacob and Joseph saw : their seed Beheld th' effects of thy strong Arm , When from th' Egyptian bondage freed , The Sea down to its bottom felt . Th' approach of God , and frighted was ; Fled in such haste , the depths were left A way , through which on Foot to pass . A Storm of rain and thunder fill'd The air with noise , thy foes with fears ; Strange Hail , like pointed Stones , came down , And clatt'ring flew about their ears . God's thundring Voice was heard above , The Lightnings in their faces flash'd ; And whilst the Earth trembled and shook , Th' amaz'd People stood abash'd . Thou through the Seas deep waters mad'st A path , which none before had trod ; And none , with all their utmost skill , Can trace the Footsteps of our God . Moses and Aaron led thy Flock With tender care and gentle hand ; And fed them in the desart , till They came unto the promis'd Land .
PSALM LXXVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
MY People , to my words give ear ; They are not vulgar things you 'll hear ; But Passages of old remark , Passing all skill in riddles dark . To us , things by our Fathers known , Have surely been conveyed down ; We to conceal them think not fit , But t' after Ages will transmit . That they may learn God's pow'r to praise For wond'rous works of former days . This , God who gave our Law , enjoin'd We should acquaint the Race behind ; And they the next , that they might set Their Hope on God , and not forget His Works , which pow'rful Motives are T' observe his precepts with due care . And warnings too not to rebel , For which their stubborn Fathers fell : Whose Hearts were not prepar'd t' obey , Or if inclin'd , soon fell away . The Ephraimites well arm'd with bows , Like Cowards fled before their foes ; God left them , when they did forsake His Guidance , and his Covenant brake . His wonders they forgat too soon , The works they knew his hand had done : Th' amazing things that wrought had been In Egypt , by their Fathers seen . By him the Sea divided was , And through it on dry ground they pass ; The fluid Waters swell and stand Like a firm wall on either hand .
Part II. He led them by a glorious Cloud ; Both night and day their way it show'd . Rocks in the wilderness he clave , And thirsted drink in Plenty gave . Streams from the Rock , like rivers sent , After them in their Travels went . All Nature chang'd , but theirs , has been , Which durst ev'n in that desart sin . With what God sent not satisfied , By a new proof his Pow'r they try'd ; Meat now , not for their want , they crave , But such as wanton Lust would have . Distrust they openly declare , Both of God's Pow'r and of his Care ; " In such a desart what loud call " Can bring in food to feast us all ? " Streams from the Rock gush'd out good store " Which lodg'd perhaps within before ; " But can he Bread enough bestow " Here , where no corn did ever grow ? " Can Flesh be had for all to eat ? " Their hunger had not need be great . This Language did inflame God's wrath , Shewing distrust and want of Faith . And yet their Faith lack'd no support , Whose food was of a wond'rous sort : He made the Clouds his Granary , Well fill'd with Stores for their supply . These doors above when opened wide , Manna showr'd down on every side : Heav'ns Corn was Diet ready drest , And Men with Angels food did feast .
Part III. Well fed they were ; yet God still more Sham'd their distrust , and show'd his pow'r . He brought , by proper winds that blew , A Cloud of Quails which thither flew . This flesh to satisfie their Lust , Rain'd on their Camp as thick as Dust ; And round their Tents the heaped store , Lay pil'd like Sand on the Sea-shore . Cramm'd with this dainty fare , not cloy'd , Their Longings they a while enjoy'd : But these sweet morsels while they chew , God's wrath the chiefest of them slew . Nor this , nor wonders done before , Make them sin less , or trust God more . By a long march in unknown ways , These sinners did consume their Days . They promis'd fair when some were slain , And sought God's favour to regain : They own'd all safety came from hence , When the High God was their defence . Thus they with flatt'ring words and lyes Would their Hypocrisy disguise : Their oft revolts made it appear Their hearts were false and unsincere . Yet oft God's Mercy did forgive Those who deserved not to live : His Anger oft away he turn'd , Or else with gentle flame it burn'd . Their flesh he knew was frail , and must Moulder e'er long and turn to dust : Or like a blast of wind , when 't is o'er , Vanishes and returns no more , How oft did they provoke him in The Desart , and repeat their sin . Their unbelief new proofs propounds , And to God's Pow'r will set new bounds . Out of their minds or hearts 't was gone , What mighty things his hand had done ; What time the Tyrants cruel yoke Of Bondage from their Necks he broke .
Part IV. Strange plagues upon th' Egyptians sent , Through Phar'oh's Court and City went . The River turn'd to blood did stink , None its polluted Streams could drink . Insects and Frogs in swarms abound , Sent to destroy to vex and wound . The Fruits , for which so long they 'd toil'd , Thick Clouds of Locusts came and spoil'd Their Fig-trees and their Vines were lost , By Hail destroy'd , and unknown Frost . Hail mix'd with dreadful lightnings , kill'd Their Flocks and Cattle in the Field . By other ways they plagued were , As Tokens of God's wrath severe : At length he evil Angels sent , Sad Messengers of Punishment . Wrath like a torrent makes its way , All Lives were made an easie prey T' a Plague , which all the first-born smote Of Beasts , and Children they begot . The flow'r of youth one day did see Cut off from Cham's Posterity . Then his own People forth were brought , And led like sheep the way he taught . Led thro' the Sea safe without fear , And saw their foes o'erwhelmed there . He brought them to the Holy Land , To Sion , won by his strong hand . He casts out th' old Inhabitants : And in their room his Tribes he plants : The Land divides to each by Lot , And settles them in what they 'd got . But still they tempting God , excite His Anger , whilst his Laws they slight : Just , as of old , they ' apostatize , And all their promises are lyes . In every crooked path they 'd go , Starting aside like a false bow : High places heath ' nishly they ' affect , And hateful Images erect .
Part V. When God beheld this , he was wroth , And greatly did his People loath . Left Shiloh's Tent , where he had stay'd , Which never more his presence had . Th' Ark , where his Glories did repose , Was carried Captive by their Foes : Whose cruel Sword his People slew , When God provok'd his care withdrew . Vengeance consum'd their youth renown'd Their maids no nuptial Garlands crown'd : The Priests were slain , their widows dear All publick wailings did forbear . But as a Warriour nothing minds , When Sleep or Wine his senses binds ; But waking calls to Arms and shouts ; So God his Foes with fury routs . Their hinder parts he deeply wounds , And with perpetual shame confounds . Yet would he not the Ark restore To Ephraim's Tribe where 't was before ; But Judah's Tribe and Sion chose , A place belov'd , for its repose . There he on high his Temple plac'd , Fix'd like the Earth for ever fast . God for his King did David chuse , From minding Flocks and yeaning Ews , Took him his Israel to keep , With equal care he 'd done his sheep . He faithfully discharg'd his trust , Designing what was good and just : His Skill to govern was no less Attended still with good Success .
PSALM LXXIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] BEhold , O Lord , with savage rage The Heathen spoils thine Heritage : Thy Temple 's made profane and cheap , Thy City turn'd t' a ruin'd heap . Thy Saints dead Bodies made a Feast To every ravenous Bird and Beast : Their blood around like water shed , Enow scarce live t' interr the dead . Instead of Pity thus forlorn , We meet from all reproach and scorn . When shall thy wrath , O Lord , expire ? Thy Jealousie that burns like fire ? On Heathens let thine Anger smoak , Who neither know nor thee invoke : Who with devouring rage have raz'd Our City , and our Land laid waste . Call not to mind our former sin , Nor how provoking we have been : But let thy tender Mercies now Prevent our ruine , tho' brought low . Our Sins , thy Glory to advance , Pass by , and send Deliverance . Why should th' insulting Heathen say , Where 's now their God to whom they pray ? Oh may they know thee and their guilt , By thy revenge for Blood they 've spilt . And , mov'd by sighing Prisoners cry , Save those , whom they 've condemn'd to die . Repay Seven-fold our Neighbours scorn , Which we for thy sake , Lord , have born . Thy People then thy Name shall raise , And future Ages sing thy Praise .
PSALM LXXIX . [ Another Metre . ] THE Heathen , Lord , with savage rage Invade thine Heritage : Thy Temple 's made profane and cheap , Thy City ' a ruin'd heap . Dead Bodies of thy Saints make Feasts To rav'nous Birds and Beasts . Enow scarce live t' interr the dead ; Their Blood 's like water shed . Instead of Pity , thus forlorn , We 're made their sport and scorn . When shall thy Jealousie expire ? Thy wrath that burns like fire ? On such as know not God , nor pray , Let thy fierce anger stay : Who with devouring rage have raz'd Our Walls , and Land laid waste . Tho' justly thou provok'd hast been , Visit not our past sin . But let thy Mercy , tho' brought low , Prevent our ruine now . Pass by our sins , thy Grace t' advance , And send Deliverance . Where 's now their God , to whom they pray , Why should the Heathen say ? By thy revenge for Blood they 've spilt , They 'll know God and their guilt . Save those whom they 've condemn'd to die , Mov'd by the Prisoners cry . Repay Seven-fold our Neighbours scorn , We for thy Sake have born . Thy People then thy Name shall raise , And thee all Ages praise .
PSALM LXXX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
GReat Shepherd of good Jacob's Race , And Joseph's wond'rous Guide , give ear : Thou sitt'st between the Cherubins , Thence gloriously for us appear . Ephr'aim , with th' other Tribes once saw Thy Conquests in the wilderness : Now shew thy self , that they may know Thy saving Pow'r is still no less . Oh make an happy change , and us Unto thy favour , Lord , restore : For if our God be reconcil'd , We shall be sav'd and sigh no more . Great God! how long wilt thou reject Our pray'rs , when we thy help intreat ? Whilst we large draughts of tears drink down , Tears that are mingled with our meat . Our foes , agreeing in our harm , Strive only who shall spoil us most ; Laugh at our trust in God , too weak They think , t' oppose the pow'rs they boast , Oh change our State , and us again Unto thy favour , Lord , restore ; For if our God be reconcil'd , We shall be sav'd and sigh no more .
Part II. From Egypt thou hast brought a Vine , Transplanted hither by thine hand : Expell'd the Heathen , that its roots Might farther spread and fill the Land . The Hills were covered with its shade , Its boughs o'er goodly Cedars stretch'd : So fruitful 't was , it from the Sea As far as to Euphrates reach'd . Why is her fence broke down ? her grapes By every spoiler's hand are press'd : The Boar roots up her plants , her fruit's Devour'd by every savage Beast . Return , great God , look from above Visit this Vine forsook so long ; Thine own Plantation , and the Branch Thou madest for thy self so strong . See what Destruction's made , the fire Has burnt already what 's cut down ; And what remains will be consum'd , If God continue still to frown . Lord , save the King , whom thou dost love , And send him thine Almighty aid ; Whom zealous for thine Honour , thou , And strong for our defence , hast made . From thee we never will revolt , If thou wilt us again revive ; But worship thee and never cease , To praise thy Goodness , whilst we live . Oh change our state , and us again Unto thy favour , Lord , restore ; For if our God be reconcil'd , We shall be sav'd , and sigh no more .
PSALM LXXXI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] PRaise him , to whom all pow'r belongs ; With joyful and triumphant Songs ; Join to the Musick of your voice Sweet Instruments Harmonious noise . On the New Moon , with Trumpets sound , Proclaim the solemn Feast around : This was a standing Law , decreed By Jacob's God to Jacob's Seed : For a Memorial ordain'd Of their remove from Egypt's Land : Who after heard with fear and awe God's unknown Voice , that gave the Law . His shoulder crush'd with loads , I eas'd , His Hands from sordid works releas'd . You cry'd in trouble and oft crav'd My help , and I as often sav'd . The thundring Cloud that terrify'd Th' Egyptians , was your Light and Guide . You prov'd at Meribah's fam'd spring My Pow'r , and I your murmuring . I will instruct my people still , If they will hear and do my will . Own then no foreign Deity , Nor worship any God but me . I am thy God , 't was my strong hand Which brought thee out of Egypt's Land ; Open thy Mouth , tho' ne'er so wide , Thy longings shall be satisfy'd . But Israel would not hear my Voice , Nor make their God their only choice ; So they were led , as their lusts crav'd , By Counsels of a Mind deprav'd . Oh , had they made but God their Guide ? And with his wise Advice comply'd ; He all their Foes would soon have quell'd His Hand have all their force repell'd . They , who their Malice would not quit , Been glad to flatter and submit : While he his people would have blest , With never-failing Peace and Rest . With Plenty have enrich'd the Field , The finest wheat for food to yield : And with the sweet refreshment fill'd , Of Honey from the Rock distill'd .
PSALM LXXXII . [ As the 113 Psalm . ] YE Rulers of the world , that bear God's Name , and represent him here , Know that this Judge among you sits . If you enact unrighteous Laws , Or countenance a wicked cause , Your Guiltiness no plea admits . You act like God , when you defend The poor , and your assistance lend To helplese Men that justice crave , Absolve the Innocent with speed , Obnoxious only by their need , And from th' Oppressor's pow'r save . They cry too oft to you in vain , Who 'll know no other Right but gain , Whose Eyes are blind by Bribes you take . Thus Justice cannot find its course , But Laws neglected lose their force , And all the Land s Foundations shake . I said ye're Gods , but you shall die , And fall , tho' Sons of the most High , As other Men and Kings have done . Arise , great Judge of all , and reign , Fall'n Justice then will rise again , When God doth sit upon his Throne .
PSALM LXXXIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
DO not , O Lord , in our distress An unconcern'd Spectator be ; Nor , deaf to all our loud requests , Without regard our ruine see . For lo thy hateful foes insult , And a tumultuous noise they make : Against thy People close designs They lay , and crafty counsels take . Nothing their Malice will content , Unless the Nation perish quite ; So that no memory may remain Nor mention of an Israelite . Ten warlike Nations are combin'd , And all their Joint-Endeavours bent , T' extirpate thy Religion , And to subvert the Government . Let Midian's Army's Fate be theirs , Their fall like that of Sisera , Or Jabin's Host by Kison's Streams Discomfited and swept away . No other Burial may they have Than that of those near Endor kill'd , Whose Carkases were spread to rot Like Dung , and serv'd t' enrich the field . Let all their Princes when they fight , Fly with dishonour , and be ta'en , As Zeb and Oreb were , and be Like Zebah and Zalmunna slain .
Part II. These all design , as they of old , Thy chosen People to oppress ; And there , where God among us dwells , Cities and Houses to possess . Lord , make them like a tumbling Ball , No where to rest , or stand their Ground ; But be dispers'd , and fly like chaff , By driving Tempests scattered round . As Fire consumes dry wood , the Sun 's Hot rays the parched Mountains burn ; So , by thy wrathful Storm pursu'd And frighted , all their force o'erturn . Lord , let their disappointed hopes In their dejected looks appear ; Cover their face with shame , till they Thy Favour seek and Pow'r revere . Let this Defeat so seize their thoughts With trouble , and their fears alarm ; That no more Courage may remain T' assail , nor Pow'r to do us harm . Thus Men will readily confess , That he whom we Jehovah call , Is the great Ruler of the World , In Pow'r Superiour over all .
PSALM LXXXIV . HOW beauteous is the Place , where thou Thy Presence , Lord , dost grant ; Oh , how I long t' approach thy Courts Impatient of restraint . The little Birds those Liberties Enjoy , which I 'm deny'd ; Near to thine Altar they prepare Their Nests , and there reside . O happy men ! that may frequent Thine House , to praise thee still : Whose trust is in thine aid , whose heart Devout affections fill . They pass with joy thro' Baca's vale So troublesome and dry : Whose want of Springs , refreshing show'rs By Heav'n bestow'd supply . Thus with renewed vigour they Go on unwearied still ; And all present themselves before The Lord , in Sion's Hill . Great God of Hosts , attend when I My pray'r to thee address ; Look graciously on mine Estate , And thine Anointed bless . A thousand joyous Days elsewhere , Yield me not such content , As one Day 's freedom in thy House , And in thy Service spent . There let me have the meanest place , And at the Thresh-hold lie ; Rather than all the wicked's State , Without this Liberty . God is a glorious Sun , from whom We Light and Life derive ; A shield for our defence , and he Will Grace and Glory give . No good will he with-hold from him That 's upright in his way . O happy Man ! that makes the Lord His onely trust and stay .
PSALM LXXXV . [ As the 113 Psalm . ] THY Mercy , Lord , has chang'd our doom , Thy Captives to their Land are come , And all their Sins are done away . Thine Anger which was fierce before , Is now remov'd and flames no more , O let it ever cease , we pray . When wilt thou , Lord , from wrath refrain ? Raise and revive our Joys again ? Thy saving Mercies , Lord , restore . I 'll listen to the voice of Peace , Which God will to his Saints express , If they return to Sin no more . Surely thy saving health is near , To such as thee sincerely fear , And Glory to our Land will bring . Mercy and Truth together meet , Justice and Peace each other greet : And Truth out of the Earth shall spring . From heav'n shall righteousness look down ; God's Blessings will our labours crown ; Our Land with Plenty shall o'erslow . He with great Justice all things sways ; And men should eye his righteous ways , To trace the steps where he do's go .
PSALM LXXXVI .
LORD bow thine ear to my requests , Tho' poor and in the dust : O save my righteous Soul , for , Lord , In thee alone I trust . Be mercifull to me , O God , And hear my mournfull voice . Daily my Soul to thee ascends , Oh make it to rejoice . Thou , Lord , art gracious and good , To pardon sins inclin'd ; And all that humbly thee implore , Shall plenteous mercy find . To thee I call in my distress , In hope thou wilt attend : On thee with Patience wait , 'till thou A gracious Answer send . Tho' Heathens boast of other Gods , And talk of Pow'rs Divine ; There 's none that can compare with thee , Nor any Works like thine . All the deceived Lands at length Their Maker shall adore ; Shall glorifie thy Name , O Lord , And celebrate thy Pow'r . When they behold how great thou art , What Wonders thou hast done ; Their Idols they 'll disown , and say , That thou art God alone .
Part II. Lord , guide my steps , that from the way Of Truth I ne'er may err ; My loose affections so unite , That I thy Name may fear . With all my Soul I'II praise the Lord , His Glories ever tell ; By whose great goodness I have been Freed from the lowest Hell . Numbers of proud and cruel men , O God , against me rise ; They seek my Life , and have no fear Of thee before their Eyes . Thou , Lord , art pitifull and kind , To punish Sinners slow ; Goodness and Faithfulness from thee Abundantly do flow . Thy mercifull regard I need , And strength from thee I crave : From all designed mischiefs , Lord , Thy helpless Servant save . Some signal mark of favour shew , Which all my Foes may see , And at their Malice blush ; when thou Dost help and comfort me .
PSALM LXXXVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] PLac'd on the holy Hills , God's Seat For Beauty and for Strength is great : God none of Jacob's dwellings hates , But none so loves as Sion's Gates . Tho' other Cities famous are , Thy Glories are without compare ; Of thee alone it can be told , God here his Residence do's hold .

Egypt and Babylon may show , ( And so may other Countries too ) Some single worthy , who deriv'd His Birth from them , and where he liv'd . Sion vast numbers can return , Of great and good men in her born ; Whose flourishing estate , she 's sure , God by his care , will still secure . When God , who all discerns , shall view The Nations Register ; how sew Noted for Goodness will he place Upon th' account of Heathen Race ? Sion has many such enjoy'd , Tho' in lower services employ'd : They one another here succeed , As Streams still flow which Springs do feed .

PSALM LXXXVIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
O God , my Saviour , Night and Day To thee I cry , to thee I pray : Incline thine ear to my complaint , In Mercy my Petitions grant . Troubles my Soul so filled have , I dwell next door unto the Grave . My strength 's so spent , when look'd upon , I 'm given o'er by all for gone . Shut up from all Society , Among the Dead I 'm only free : Forgot like those in Battel slain , Like Families without remain . I 'm thrust into a dismal Cell , Which , deep and dark , resembles Hell : Thy wrath will sink me down at last , Troubles , like Waves , come on so fast . As if t' another World remov'd , I 've no converse with those I lov'd : Others to see me have no mind , To such a loathsome place consin'd . Sorrow 's the Company I keep , Who can do nothing here but weep ; Onely my fervent cries implore Thine aid , when I can weep no more .
Part II. Wilt thou shew Wonders to the Dead ? Shall they , to praise thee , raise their Head ? What Kindness can the Grave declare ? What Truth , when men destroyed are ? What Pow'r appear , where Light is not ? Or Righteoushess , where all 's forgot ? Thus , Lord , my cries to thee I 've sent , My Pray'rs the morning Light prevent . Why do I then deserted lie ? Why frown'st thou on my Misery ? Affliction has my Portion been , E'er since mine Age was young and green

From which if no release I find , Thy Terrours will distract my Mind : And , now thine Anger fiercer grows , Death onely must conclude my woes . These daily , like a rolling Tide , Environ me on every side ; The Waves together met , in haste Will swell , and swallow me at last . Relief from Friends and those I lov'd Is hopeless , all so far remov'd ; And all , who my acquaintance were , Are lost , or hide themselves for fear .

PSALM LXXXIX . WITH chearfull Heart I 'll ever sing The Mercies of the Lord ; To all make known how true he is , And constant to his Word . Without all change thy Mercy do's On firm foundations stay ; And sooner than thy Promise fail , The Heav'ns shall move away . When God his servant David chose , To govern Israel ; his Covenant with him he made , And by his Oath did seal : The Throne I give thee , on thy feed " For ever I entail ; " Which tho' thrown down , yet I again " To raise it will not fail . This wond'rous Love if we forget With praises to proclaim , The Heav'nly Angels sacred Quire Shall celebrate the same . These never with the Lord compare , Nor his Commands contest ; But give attendance at his Throne , With awful fear possess'd .
Part II. Great God! there 's none that 's arm'd with pow'r , Or girt with Truth like thee ; Thou , when the waves arise , dost rule And still the raging Sea . Thy Arm alone brake Egypt's pow'r , And Israel did adore , When they beheld the drowned Host Lie scattered on the shore . The world , with all therein , is thine , Made by thy pow'rful voice : With all the Quarters of the Earth , Which in thy Care rejoyce . Thy great and uncontrolled Power , Can no resistance fear : Yet Mercy , Righteousness and Truth In all thy Rule appear . Blest are the men that understand The joyful sound of Praise : They , thro' thy Favour shall enjoy An Age of happy Days . Th' Expressions of thy wond'rous Love , Will fresh delights create ; And thou , the Glory of their strength , Wilt raise their low estate .
Part III. Our King and Guardian , is the Lord Of Israel ever blest : Who to an Holy Prophet thus His mind of old exprest . " I 've found a Man of worth and might " For your Deliverer ; " One from among the People chose , " I for your King prefer . " David , my Servant , to receive " This Honour I appoint ; " Go then , and to this Office him " With Holy Oil anoint . My powr'ful Presence I 'll afford T' assist him in distress : Whom subt'lest Foes shall not deceive , Nor spightfullest oppress . But he shall their united force Broken in pieces see ; And all that hate him , by my pow'r Plagu'd and destroy'd shall be . To him my Faithfulness I 'll show , My Favours on him showre ; And whilst he trusts in me , will raise And still enlarge his pow'r . His Empire , by his Victories , Shall far and wide extend ; On God , as a kind Father , he For safety shall depend . I 'll own him for my first-born King In highest Honour plac'd : My Love for him I 'll keep , with him My Covenant shall stand fast . Succession in his Family From failing I 'll secure ; The Regal Pow'r therein shall last While th' Heavens do endure .
Part IV. If David's sons mind not my Law , Nor in my Judgments walk ; If they Religion , and its Rules Of Life , profanely balk . For these transgressions and neglects Severely they shall smart : But yet my Love I 'll not withdraw , Nor from my word depart . I will not break th' Engagements made To David's Royal blood : What by my Holiness I 've sworn , My Truth shall still make good . His Race shall never fail , his Throne While the Sun shines shall last ; Nor shall the Moon , my Pledge above , Stand in her Orb more fast . But , Lord , how shall we reconcile Thy dealings with thy word ? Wroth with our King , he 's now by thee Rejected and abhorr'd . As if with David thou hadst made A Covenant in vain ; His Honour 's trampled under foot , His Crown is made profane . All his Defences are broke down His Forts in ruines laid ; A scorn t' his Neighbours , and a prey To every Spoiler made . His Foes , much stronger , triumph in Their easie Victories : His blunted sword cannot repell Assailing Enemies . His former Glory 's quite eclips'd , His Kingdoms state o'erthrown : His Reign is shortned , and disgrace . Has sullied his renown .
Part V. How long shall we in this sad state , By thee neglected mourn ? Till we are utterly consum'd , Lord , shall thine Anger burn ? Oh call to mind how short a time At best , to live we have : Shall it be said we 're made for nought But sorrow and a Grave ? Why should our Foes destroy us thus ? When none 's so firm and strong , But he must fall into the Grave , And yield to Death ere long ? Lord , what 's become of that old Love Thou didst to David bear ? To whom for ever to be kind Thou faithfully didst swear ? Forget not , Lord , how we are made The mighty Peoples scorn : I easier all my other griefs Than their reproach have born . Thy Foes they are , and to reproach Thy Promise they intend ; As if with David's ruin'd house His Kingdom now should end . But still we 'll hope in thee , tho' scorn'd , And praise thee , tho' opprest : And evermore will say , Amen , Amen , the Lord be blest .
PSALM XC . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LORD , every Age and Race has seen , Thou hast our help and refuge been . Ere that the Mountains had a Birth , Or ever thou hadst form'd the Earth ; Thou hadst a being long before , And shalt abide when time 's no more , Thy first Decree 'gainst man was just Bidding him Turn again to Dust . A thousand years , if we could stay In life so long , is but a day Compar'd with thee , and in thy sight Like the short watches of the night . Death , like an overslowing stream , Sweeps us away ; our Life 's a Dream . As flow'rs i' th' morning fresh and fair , Cut down era night and withered are . Thine Anger and our Wickedness , Makes the short term of Nature less : And thus our years t' an end are brought , As swiftly as a Breath or Thought . Our Age to seventy years is set ; If to another stage we get , And unto Fourscore years arrive , We rather sigh and groan , than live .
Part II. Lord , who with due reflection hath Thought on the terrours of thy wrath ? Wrath that is equal to our dread , And strikes so often sinners dead . Oh that the sense of our last end , Th' uncertainties this Life attend , May more excite our fear of thee , And a wise care of Piety . When , Lord , shall thy displeasure cease ? When wilt thou give our troubles ease ? Now we are humble and repent , Shew pity to us , and relent . Oh let that Mercy come at last We long impatiently to tast : And in proportion to our tears , Let Gladness crown our future years . Since Acts of Grace thy Glory are , And please thee most ; do thou appear In these to us and to our Race : Shew us the Beauties of thy Face . Afford thy Light to guide our way , That we may never go astray : All our good undertakings bless , And prosper with desir'd success .
PSALM XC . [ Another Metre . ]
LORD , every Age and Race has seen Thou hast our Refuge been . Ere that the Mountains had a birth , Or thou hadst form'd the Earth , Thou wast , when nothing was before , Wilt be , when time 's no more . Thy first Decree 'gainst Man was just , Thou saidst , Return to Dust . A Life prolong'd t' a thousand years , One Day to thee appears ; As the short watches of the Night , Which slept away , we slight . Hurrid away by Death's , swift stream , We vanish like a dream . Ere Night , thus flow'rs i' th' morning fair Cut down and withered are . Thine Anger and our Wickedness Makes Life's short term still less . And thus our years t' an end are brought Swift as a Breath or Thought . Our Age to seventy years is set ; If forward still we get , And unto Fourscore years arrive , We rather sigh than live .
Part II. Lord , who with due reflection hath Thought on thy pow'rfull wrath ? Wrath that is equal to our dread , And ost strikes sinners dead . O that our Lives that swiftly spend , And sense of our last end , May more excite our fear of thee , And care of Piety . When , Lord , shall thy displeasure cease ? When give our troubles ease ? Now we are humble and repent , Shew pity , and relent . O let that Mercy come at last Our longing souls would tast : And in proportion to our tears , Joys crown our future years . Since Acts of Pow'r and Mercy are Thy Glory ; Lord , appear In these to us and to our Race ; Shew us thy beauteous Face . Afford thy Light to guide our way , Never to go astray : All our good undertakings bless , And prosper with success .
PSALM XCI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
HE that has God for his Retreat , Has gain'd a safe and quiet Seat : For God's o'er-spreading Providence Will , like a shade , be his defence . To him , as to my Fort , I 'll fly ; On him , my pow'rful God , rely . When noisome Plagues infect the Air , He 'll save thee from the secret Snare . His Care , like Wings , shall Safety yield , His faithfull Promise be thy Shield : So that no dangers of the night Shall seize thee with a sudden fright . Plagues that , like pois'ned Arrows , kill , And all a-round with Slaughter fill , Walking unseen both night and day , Shall miss their aim , or balk their way . Thousands shall fall on every hand , And thou the while unhurt shalt stand ; And onely with thine eyes shalt see What shall the wicked's portion be .
Part II. Since thou hast made the Lord most High Thy Refuge and Security ; No evil shall thy peace molest , No plague thy dwelling shall infest . Blest Angels , charg'd to guard thy way , To thee shall kind attendance pay . These in their hands shall thee support , Lest thou shouldst stumble to thy hurt . The Lion thou mayst safely meet , Tread th' Asp and Dragon under feet . Since he has set his Love on me , From danger I will set him free . Because he knows and fears my Name , I 'll honour him and raise his Fame . When he invokes me in his need , I 'll hear and answer him with speed . When he 's in trouble I 'll stand by , To save , and set him up on High . Give him long Life , and when that 's done Will shew him my Salvation .
PSALM XCI . [ Another Metre . ]
HE who makes God his sure retreat , Has gain'd a quiet seat ; For God's o'er-shadowing Providence , Will be his safe defence . To him , as to my Fort , I 'll fly , On him my God rely . He 'll save thee from the secret snare , When Plagues infect the Air. His Care , like Wings , will safety yield , His Promise be thy Shield : So shall no dangers of the Night Seize thee with sudden fright . Plagues that like poison'd Arrows kill , And all with slaughter fill ; Walking unseen both Night and Day , Shall miss , or balk their way . Thousands shall fall on every hand , Whilst thou , unhurt , shalt stand ; And what the Wicked's fate will be , Onely thine Eyes shall see ,
Part II. Because thou 'st chose the Lord most high , For thy security ; No evil shall thy peace molest , Nor plague thy House infest . Blest Angels , charg'd to guard thy way , Will kind attendance pay : These in their Hands shall thee support , From stumbling to thy hurt . Safe th' Asp and Dragon thou mayst meet , Tread Lions under feet . Since he has set his Love on me From harm I 'll set him free . Because he knows and fears my Name I will advance his Fame , When he invokes me in his need , I 'll answer him with speed . In straits , to save him , I 'll be nigh , And set him up on high . And when a good old age is past , Bring him to Heav'n at last .
PSALM XCII . O What a pleasant work it is To praise the Lord above : Morning and Evening to proclaim His Faithfulness and Love . Sweet Notes of Instruments to joyn With an harmonious voice : Thy gracious dealings with me , Lord , Have made me to rejoice . Great are thy Works and thy Designs Contain the deepest sense ; Tho' wicked men and Fools mistake Thy ways of Providence . They spring and flourish like the Grass , With good success o'erjoy'd ; And onely grow to be mown down , And utterly destroy'd . Thou , Lord , most high , dost ever live ; They cannot scape from thee : All shall be ruin'd and dispers'd That work Iniquity . Still higher to exalt my Pow'r Thou , Lord , wilt thine employ ; And crown that Pow'r and Dignity , With undisturbed Joy . This pleasure I shall have , by those My ruine had combin'd ; To see them stript of all their pow'r , And their own mine find . ' But righteous men like fruitfull Palms , Or stately Cedars grow ; For planted in thy Courts they 're fed With Springs that ever flow . There they are fair and ever thrive , And still more fruit shall bring : Age that makes other things decay , Makes them more flourishing . Thus God appears to all the World To be both Good and Just , No falseness can be charg'd on him Who is my Rock and Trust .
PSALM XCIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] THE Lord do's reign , and like a King Puts on his Robes of glorious Light ; Tremble , thou Earth , when he appears Cloathed and girt about with Might . Under his Rule th' unquiet World Will gain stability and peace : Of old his Empire did begin , And like himself can never cease . In vain the World , rebellious Pow'rs , In Tumults and Commotions rise ; Like troubled Waters of the Sea , That bid defiance to the Skies . Resist not his unequal strength , That 's far above your threatning noise ; For ev'n the Seas unruly waves , Do calmly listen to his voice . Lord , as thy Pow'r can never fail , So all thy Promises are sure : It 's thy Perfection to be true , And theirs that serve thee to be pure .
PSALM XCIII . [ Another Metre . ] THE Lord do's reign , and cloaths himself With Robes of glorious light ; Tremble , thou Earth , when he appears Girded about with Might . Now the unquiet World will gain Stability and Peace : His Empire was of old , and like Himself can never cease . In vain the World 's rebellious Pow'rs Combin'd in Tumults rise ; Like Waters of the Sea , that bid Defiance to the Skies . Resist not his unequal strength , That 's far above your noise ; For even the Seas unruly Waves Are calmed at his voice . Thy Power , Lord , can never fail , Tny Promises are sure ; Thy Glory 's to be true , and theirs That serve thee , to be pure .
PSALM XCIV .
THou great Avenger of all wrongs , At length thy Justice shew ; Arise , and render to the proud Rewards that are their due . How long shall evil men triumph , And boast their Villanies ; Speak scornfully of God himself , And Providence despise ? Who , whilst the ruine of the poor And innocent they plot , Say , that the Lord do's not discern , Or else regards it not . When will these brutish Sinners learn , These senseless Fools be wise ? Shall not he hear , that made the Ears , And see , that form'd the Eyes ? He the rude Nations do's instruct , And teaches Man his skill : Shall not he know then , and chastise Thy disobedient Will O flatter not thy self , nor these Impieties maintain : God knows these very thoughts of thine How false they are and vain . Lord , he 's a happy man , whom thou By chastisements hast taught ; And thereby to a sense of thee , And of his duty brought . God in his Mercy will at length From Troubles set him free ; Whilst Vengeance ruines wicked mens Short-liv'd prosperity .
Part II. Tho' good men , for a while chastis'd , May under Troubles groan ; God will not utterly forsake , Nor cast away his own . Neglected Judgment shall return Again to act its part ; And then Felicity shall crown The men of upright Heart . T' oppose my wicked foes , I call'd To other aids in vain ; Without thy succours in tha Grave I and my hopes had lain . When I despair'd to keep my Feet , Thy Mercy me upheld : Thy Comforts eas'd my troubled thoughts And swelling passions quell'd . Will ever God Tyrannick Acts Of unjust Thrones abett ? Who under forms of Law , t' oppress The Righteous power get ? They meet in Council , and resolve That such mens Lives they 'll have ; And whom their Sentence do's condemn , No Innocence can save . But against such unjust Decrees The Lord is my defence ; He 'll be my Refuge to secure Me from their Violence . What Mischiefs they 'gainst me design'd . Their ruine shall confess : For God will surely cut them off In their own wickedness .
PSALM XCV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] COme let us all unite our joys , And to the Lord our voices raise : Before his presence let us come With thankfull Hearts and Psalms of praise . Our Lord is a great God and King , Of mighty Pow'r and eminent Above all Gods : him Angels serve , And Princes onely represent . The secret places of the Earth , And strength of Hills are in his Hand . He made the Waters of the Sea , And for their Bound prepar'd dry Land . To him that made us let us kneel , And humble Adorations give : Who are the People of his Care The Sheep that on his Pastures live . To day let 's hearken to his voice , And not such hardened Sinners prove ; As those that in the Wilderness Provok'd and tempted God above . They prov'd his Pow'r , and saw his Works , And griev'd his Patience forty year ; Till , wearied with their murmurings , That Race he could no longer bear . He did their stupid Unbelief , And base Ingratitude detest ; And in his Indignation sware , They should not come into his Rest .
PSALM XCV . [ Another Metre . ] COme , let us with united joys To God our voices raise : With thankfull Hearts before him come , And loudly sing his Praise . Our God is a great God and King , In Power eminent Above all Gods : him Angels serve , And Princes represent . The secrets of the Earth , and strength Of Hills are in his Hand ; He made the Waters of the Sea , And , for their Bound , dry Land . To him that made us , let us kneel , And Adorations give ; Who are his People , and the Sheep That on his Pastures live . To day let 's hear his voice , and not Such hardened Sinners prove ; As those that in the Wilderness Provoked God above . They prov'd his pow'r , and saw his works , And griev'd him forty year ; Tell , wearied with that murm'ring Race , He could no longer bear . He did their unbelief and base Ingratitude detest : And in his Anger sware , they should Not come into his Rest .
PSALM XCVI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] LET all the Earth their voices raise , To sing the choicest Psalm of Praise . To sing and bless God's sacred Name , And all his saving Works proclaim . His Glory let the Heathen know , His Wonders to the Nations show : Let him be prais'd that is so high ; More fear'd than any Deity . To Idols Heathen worship's paid , Our Lord both th' Earth and Heavens made . He in Majestick Splendor dwells , In Beauty and in Strength excels . Let every Tongue and every Tribe , Glory and Pow'r to God ascribe : The Glory give that is his due , Their Off'rings in his Courts renew . There fall down humbly and confess The Beauty of his Holiness . Let all the Earth the Lord revere , And by their Duty shew their fear . Say to the World th' Almighty reigns , A Judge that Equity maintains : He 'll make their Wars and tumults cease ; And bless the World with quiet peace . Let Heav'n and Earth proclaim their joys ; The Ocean by its roaring noise : Fields by the fairness of their crops , Trees by the Fruits that crown their tops . At his approach all Nature's glad , And onely Sinners are afraid : All whom he judges will confess , His Equity and Righteousness .
PSALM XCVI . [ Another Metre . ] LET all the Earth their voices raise To a new Song of praise : Sing we , and bless God's Sacred Name , His saving Works proclaim . His Glory let the Heathen know , To all his wonders show . And when his praise aloud is heard , More than all God's be fear'd . To Idols Heathen worship's paid , Our Lord , the Heavens made . His Honour 's great ; beyond compare His Strength and Beauty are . Let every Tongue and every Tribe Glory to God ascribe . The Glory give due to his Name ; Whose Courts your Off'rings claim . There fall down humbly , and confess The Beauty ' of Holiness . Let all the Earth the Lord revere , Let Duty shew their Fear . Say to the World , th' Almighty reigns , A Judge that Right maintains : He 'll make their Wars and Tumults cease , And bless die World with Peace . Let Heav'n and Earth proclaim their joys , Seas by their roaring noise . Fields by the fairness of their crops , Trees by their fruitfull tops . At his approach all Nature's glad : Sinners alone afraid . All whom he judges shall confess His Truth and Righteousness .
PSALM XCVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] LEt th' Earth rejoice since God do's reign : For tho' thick darkness do's surround And cloud his ways of Providence ; Yet perfect Justice is their ground . When God prepares himself for wrath , His Lightnings flame around the Skies ; A dreadfull Fire before him goes , To burn up all his Enemies . Th' amazed Earth sees this and quakes ; The Hills like melted wax flow down : The Heav'ns his Justice do proclaim , And men below his Glories own . Confounded be those worshippers , That to a graven Image bow , And boast of Idols : worship him Angels above and gods below . Good men will hear the News with joy , When Judgments on these Sinners fall ; Which tell the World their gods are vain , And thou art high above them all . All ye that love and serve the Lord , Strictly preserve your Innocence ; Then tho' the wicked seek your fall , God will stand up in your defence . Th' immortal Seeds of Light and Bliss , For truly pious men are sown : A joyfull Harvest will at length Their Labours and their Sorrows crown . Then let your chearfull temper show The God you serve is good and kind : Praise him for all his Mercies past , And wait with joy for those behind .
PSALM XCVII . [ Another Metre . ] GGD reigns , let all the Earth rejoyce ; Tho' darkness may surround , And cloud his ways of Providence , Yet Justice is their ground . Lightnings , when God prepares for wrath , Do flame around the Skies : A Fire before him goes , to burn Up all his Enemies . The Earth sees this and quakes , the Hills Like melted Wax slow down ; The Heav'ns his Righteousness declare , And men his Glories own . Confounded be those Worshippers , That to an Image bow , And boast of ldols : worship him Angels and gods below . Good men will joy , when punishments Shall on these Sinners fall ; Which shew their gods are vain , and thou . Art high above them all . All ye that love and fear the Lord , Preserve your Innocence ; Then let the Wicked seek your fall , God will be your defence . Th' immortal Seeds of Light and Bliss For pious men are sown ; A joyfull Harvest will at length Their Works and Sorrows crown . Then let your cheerfull temper show The God you serve is kind ; Praise him for Mercies past , and wait With joy for those behind .
PSALM XCVIII . REnew your Songs to God , and tell What Wonders he has done : Let all proclaim the Victories , His pow'rfull Arm has won . His Mercy which was kept before A secret and inclos'd ; Now to the clear and open view Of Heathens is expos'd . His promis'd Goodness and his Truth Was first to Israel shown ; But now the Ends of th' Earth have seen His great Salvation . Let all the Earth this welcome News Applaud with loudest noise : Joyn Musick to their Hymns of Praise , To testifie their Joys . Let swelling Seas roar , and excite The Joys of neighbouring Lands ; Let echoing Hills the noise repeat , And Rivers clap their Hands . Whole Nature well may feel a change , When God's approach is nigh : Who comes to judge and rule the World With Truth and Equity .
PSALM XCIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] THE Lord do's reign , and on his Throne Between the Cherubins do's sit ; Let the Earth quake , and fear possess The People that inhabit it . God , who in Sion dwells , is great , And high above all People rais'd : O may his holy Name by all Adored be and ever prais'd . Pow'r in this King , with Equity And Justice mixt , will do all right ; He governs always by these Rules : Mercy and these are his delight . Extol him in your Praises then ; And prostrate at his Footstool , shew Your low submission to your God , As he is Holy this is due . M●ses and other famous men Of old , thus their Addresses made ; Before the Lord fell down ; and he Gave gracious Answers when they pray'd He from a cloudy Pillar spake , They understood from thence his Will ; His Testimonies they observ'd , And all his Orders did fulfill . The Lord did their Petitions grant ; And was propitious for their sake To great Offenders , upon whom Just Vengeance he began to take . Extol him in your Praises then , And at his holy Hill fall down ; By this submission show , that you His Holiness and Greatness own .
PSALM C. LET all the Nations of the Earth , To God their chearful voices raise ; With Gladness worship him , and come Before his Face with Songs of praise . Our Lord is God ; 't was he alone , Did to us all our Beings give : We are the People of his care , The Sheep that on his Pastures live . Enter his Gates with thankful Hearts ; His Praises in his Courts proclaim : And by his pow'rful love inflam'd , Delight to bless his sacred Name . For God is infinitely Good , His Mercy is for ever sure ; And ev'ry changing Age shall see His Truth will still the same endure .
PSALM C [ Another Metre . ] LET all that dwell on Earth , to God Their chearful voices raise ; Serve him with joy , and come before His Face with Songs of praise . The Lord is God , who did alone To all their Beings give ; We are his People , and the Sheep That on his Pastures live . Enter his Courts with thankful hearts , His Praises there proclaim : And by his Love inflam'd , delight To bless his sacred Name . For God is infinitely good , His Mercy ever sure : And every changing Age will see His Truth the same endure .
PSALM CI. [ As the 113 Psalm . ] MErcy and Judgment , Lord , I 'll sing : That mercy , which has made me King ' Shall wisely still direct my course . Thy perfect Law the guide I 'll make Of all my ways , and none shall take Example by me to be worse . State-reason and a private End Serv'd by ill projects , shall not bend The Laws against the Rule of Right . The man whose sroward heart is press'd Ungodly Counsels to suggest , shall never be my Favourite . The privy Slanderer I 'll not brook , Nor on the proud vouohsafe to look , Unless to note him for disgrace : But men of clear Integrity , And unsuspected Honesty , Shall be advanc'd to highest place . None shall by tricks and sly decoit , By lyes and little arts grow great , Or be in mine Affairs imploy'd . Justice shall not Offenders spare , But wicked Doers by my care Shall from God's City be destroy'd .
PSALM CII .
LORD hear the pray'rs and mournful cries Of mine afflicted state ; And with thy Comforts chear my Soul , Before it be too late . My days consume away like smoak , Mine anguish is so great : My Bones are not unlike an Hearth , Parched and dry with Heat . This makes my vital Spirits fail , And flag like withered Grass ; Mine appetite to food 's so lost , My meals I Over-pass . Such is my grief , I little else Can do but sigh and groan : So wasted is my flesh , I 'm lest Nothing but skin and bone . Like th' Owl and Pelican that dwell In deserts out pf sight ; I sadly to bemoan my self , In solitude delight . The wakeful Bird that on House tops Sits without company ; And spends the night in dolesul cries , Lives such a life as I. My pleased , Enemies expose My miseries to scorn ; So set against me with mad rage , My ruine they have sworn . Th' ashes I roll in when I eat , Are tasted with my Bread : And with my Drink are mix'd the tears I plentifully shed . Thy wrath against us so severe Do's not remit at all : By dashing all the hopes thou 'st rais'd , I 've had the sorer fall .
Part II. My days like the declining shades , Make haste , and fly away : As Flow'rs before the scorching Sun , They wither and decay . But thou , Lord , ever shalt remain . The same thou ever wast ; And the memorial of thy Truth Shall to all Ages last . The years for Sion's punishment Prefix'd , expiring are : God's time to favour her 's at hand Her ruines to repair . These hopes to see her built again , Make us her stones to prize ; Her heaps of rubbish and of dust , Are precious in our Eyes . The Heathen Kings who scorn us now , Will then thy Name revere : Whose pow'r , when Sion is restor'd , Will gloriously appear . The captive poor that now bemoan Their miseries in vain , Shall then be heard , and their lost state . And liberties regain . This Mercy to the following Age Shall stand upon record : And their Posterity , tho' yet Unborn , shall praise the Lord .
Part III. The Lord , who in his Heav'nly Throne Advanced is so high ; Yet casts on our afflicted state . A favourable eye . Hell give that wish'd for liberty The groaning pris'ners crave ; And those that look upon themselves As doom'd to die , will save . That they the Glories of his Name May in nis Temple raise , And in Jerusalem aloud His Truth and Goodness praise . When all his saved people there Shall meet with one accord ; And other Kingdoms joyn with us In worshipping the Lord . But mine afflictions such decays Of age and strength had made ; My hopes to see those happy days . Fell short , and thus I pray'd : Lord , take me not away before My better days be past ; Thine undeclining years beyond All generations last . Th' unknown Foundations of the Earth Of old by thee were laid ; The fair and beauteous Heavens shew The work thy hands have made . These all shall perish and wax old , Like garments thrown aside ; But tho' they change , thy years ne'er fail , Thou dost the same abide . Thy kindness to the good is firm , Thy word to them is sure : Tho' strange events may change the world , Their Race shall still endure .
PSALM CIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
BLess thou the Lord my soul , his Name Let all the pow'rs within me bless : O let not his pasl favours lie Forgotten in unthankfulness . It 's he that pardons all thy sins : He that in sickness makes thee sound : It 's he redeemed from the Grave Thy Life , with Love and Mercy Crown'd . It 's he that fills thy mouth with good , And all thy just desires supplies : Who , like the Eagles , makes thine Age To a renewed youth arise . From his strict Justice , sure relief Oppressed Innocence will find : Moses and Isr'el knew his ways , And kind Intentions of his mind . Abundant Mercies flow from God , Love is his nature and delight : Slow is his wrath , and tho' he chides , Intends not to destroy us quite . His Anger , in its rise and stay , From Rules Justice never swerves ; And when he punishes our faults , The measure 's less than sin deserves . As Heav'n is far above the Earth , So his Rewards exceed our Love : Farther than East is from the West His Pardon does our sins remove .
Part II. A father's pity to his child , Resembles God's , tho' shorter far ; For he considers our weak frame , That onely quickned Dust we are . Man's days are like the Grass , or Flow'r , That in the Field its Beauty ; shows ; But fades with every blasting wind , And then its former place none Knows . But God's eternal Truth and Love Is to good Men and to their Race : Those that his Laws and Cov'nant keep , His favour ever will embrace . Circled with glorious Light , his Throne The Lord has plac'd in Heav'n above ; Whose mighty ' pow'r and sov'reign Rule Extends o'er all that live and move . Bless God ye Angels , who in strength , And ready services transcend : Bless him ye Hosts and Ministers , Who all , to doe his Will , attend . All ye his works that subject are In ev'ry place to his controll , Bless ye your Maker ; and with them Joyn in his Praises , O my Soul !
PSALM CIII . [ Another Metre . ]
MY Soul bless thou the Lord , his Name All pow'rs within me bless : O never let his favours be Lost in unthankfulness . It 's he forgives thy sins , and do's Thy sicknesses remove : It 's he redeems thee from the Grave , And crowns thy Life with Love . It 's he that fills thy mouth with good , Thy just desires supplies ; Who , like the Eagles , makes thine Age To a new Youth arise . From his strict Justice sure relief Wrong'd Innocence shall find : Moses his ways and Israel knew Th' Intentions of his mind . The Lord is kind , and Goodness is His nature and delight . Slow is his wrath , and tho' he chides , Would not destroy us quite . His Anger in its rise and stay From Justice never swerves : And when he punishes our faults , It 's less than sin deserves . As Heav'n do's far exceed the Earth , So his Rewards our Love : Farther than East is from the West He do's our sins remove .
Part II. A father's pity to his child Than God's is lesser far : For he considers our weak frame , And knows that Dust we are . Man's days are like the grass or flow'r , Fresh when it s newly blown ; But fades with every blasting wind , Whose place no more is known . But God is true , and ever kind To good , men and their race : Those that his Laws and Cov'nant keep , His favour will embrace . Circled with Light , the Lord has plac'd His Throne in Heav'n above : Whose sov'reign Empire do's extend O'er all that live and move . Bless God , ye Angels , who in strength And services transcend : Bless him , ye Hosts and Ministers , Who all his Will attend , All ye his works in every place , Subject to his controll , Bless ye your Maker ; and with them Joyn in his praise , my Soul .
PSALM CIV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
MY Soul for ever bless the Lord , To this his Greatness do's invite ; Honour and Majesty 's his Robe ; His beauteous vesture splendid Light . He , as a Tent , the Heav'ns extends ; Whose rooms on liquid waters stay : Clouds are his Chariot , and the winds way . With their wing'd wheels mete out his Angels as swist as air , as bright As flames , with quick obedience move ; To publish and effect below His pleasure , giv'n in charge above . The Earth's Foundations are unknown , No Pillars rais'd its weight to bear ; And yet no Pow'r can make it move , Tho' it hangs loose in fluid air . The Earth's first Cov'ring was the Deep , Whose Waves the highest Hills surpass'd : Till at thy Check and Thunder's voice They shrank , and fled away in haste . The Mountains by hid ways they climb , Thence to the lower Vales descend ; Till in the Sea , from whence they came , At last their winding courses end . In vain the Ocean's swelling Pride Threatens again the Earth to cover ; Its fixed bounds no rising Tides , Without new leave , can e'er pass over ,
Part II. He from the Hills , through secret Veins , Causes the chrystal Springs to burst ; They glide thro' Vallies , where the Beasts , And the wild Asses , quench their thirst . There Birds are taught with curious Art Their Nests in shady boughs to raise ; And by their chearfull Notes reprove Our silence in our Maker's praise . Nor can the higher grounds which gape For thirst , complain that they 're forgot : Clouds big with show'rs on them distill , And water every barren plot . By his Command th' enriched Earth Food for all Creatures do's produce ; The Grass springs up to serve the Beasts , And Herbs for Man's peculiar use . Rich wine that chears Man's heart , and oil That makes his Countenance look bright ; Bread , the support of Life ; all made To serve our needs , or our delight . Trees that on barren Hills are plac'd , Need not be watered by our care ; Where Lebanon do's highest rise , Cedars are ever fresh and fair . There Birds obtain secure retreat ; Storks for their dwelling chuse the Pine ; Wild-Goats find refuge in the Hills , Conies in Rocks they undermine .
Part III. The Moon , whose varied Face we see , Measures the seasons of the year ; And , having run his daily course , The Sun knows when to set , and where . Darkness , as well as Day , thou mak'st ; 'T is Night that brings wild-Beasts abroad : Fierce Lions , roaring for their prey , By hunger taught , seek meat from God . At the Sun's rise these scatter'd Beasts Crowd to their Dens with hasty flight : Men share the Day , whose work begins And ends together with the Light . Great God! how various are thy works , Created all with wond'rous skill . Thy Blessings , Lord , inrich the Earth , And the Sea 's spacious bosom fill : Whose yielding waves the Ships divide ; There Fishes move of different size ; And there the great Leviathan Do's play , and Man's attempts despise . These all wait humbly to receive Thine alms of seasonable food : And what thine opened hand bestows , They gather , and are fill'd with good .
Part IV. If God but in displeasure frown , The whole Creation needs must mourn ; If he with-holds his breath or theirs , They die , and to their Dust return . His quick'ning Spirit , when it breaths , All things with Life and Joy endues ; His pow'rful word , that made the earth At first , its face again renews . Whilst this world's frame and order lasts , God's Glory never can be less : And what his wisdom made so good , His favour will delight to bless . But let not sinful Man presume God's dreadful anger to provoke ; Whose Look can cause the Earth to quake , Whose touch make proudest hils to smoak . The great imployment of my Life Shall be to praise this mighty Lord : To meditate his Love and Works , The sweetest pleasure will afford . While Sinners from the Earth consume , No place or thought regards them more ; Bless thou thy Maker , O my Soul , Let Heav'n and Earth his Name adore .
PSALM CIV . [ Another Metre ]
BLess thou the Lord , my Soul , to this His Greatness do's invite ; Honour and Majesty 's his Robe , His Vesture splendid Light . He , as a Tent , the Heav'ns extends , Whose rooms on waters stay ; Clouds are his chariot , and the winds Wing'd wheels mete out his way . Angels as swift as air , as bright As flames , attend and move , His pleasure to effect below , That 's giv'n in charge above . The Earth's Foundations are unknown , Its weight no Pillars bear ; Yet none can move it , tho' it hangs Loose in the yielding air . The Earth's first cov'ring was the deep , Whose waves the hills surpass'd : Till at thy check and thunder's voice , They shrank , and fled in haste . The Mountains by hid ways they climb , Thence to the Vales descend ; Till in the Sea , whence first they came , Their winding courses end . In vain the Ocean's swelling Pride , Threatens the Earth to cover ; Its fixed bounds no rising Tides Can , without leave , pass over .
Part II. He from the Hills by secret Veins , Makes chrystal springs to burst ; The wat'red Vallies give all Beasts Drink to allay their thirst . There Birds are taught their artfull Nests In shady boughs to raise : Whose chearfull Notes our silence shame In our Creatour's praise . Nor can the higher grounds , which gape For third , say they 're forgot : Clouds big with show'rs on them distill , And water every plot . By his Command th' enriched Earth Do's food For all produce ; The grass springs up to serve the beasts , And herbs for humane use . Rich wine that chears Man's heart , and oil That makes his face look bright : Bread , the support of Life ; all serve Our needs , or our delight . The Trees on barren Hills will thrive , unwat'red by our care : Cedars i' th' heights of Lebanon , Are ever fresh and fair . There Birds find sure retreat , the Stork Dwells in the losty Pine ; Wild Goats in Hills , Conies are safe In Rocks they undermine .
Part III. The Moon 's oft varied face do's show The seasons of the year ; After his daily course , the Sun Knows when to set , and where . Darkness as well as Light thou mak'st , Night brings wild Beasts abroad : The hungry Lions roar for prey , And seek their meat from God . At the Sun 's rising , to their Dens They croud with hasty flight : Men share the Day , whose work 's begun , And finish'd with the Light . Great God! how various are thy works , All made with wond'rous skill : Thy Blessings , Lord , enrich the Earth , And Seas large bosom fill . There go the Ships , and there do move Fishes of different size ; There great Leviathan do's play ; And Man's attempts despise . These all wait to receive thine alms Of seasonable food ; They gather what thine hand bestows , And all are fill'd with good .
Part IV. If God but in displeasure frown , All Creatures needs must mourn ; If he with-holds their breath , they die , And to their Dust return . His quick'ning Spirit , when it breaths , All things with Life endues , His pow'rful word , that made the Earth , Its face again renews . Whilst this world's frame and order lasts , God's fame will ne'er be less ; And what his wisdom made so good , Will still delight to bless . But let not sinful Man presume God's anger to provoke ; Whose Look can cause the Earth to quake , His Touch make Hills to smoak . My Life 's great bus'ness shall be this , To praise this mighty Lord ; To meditate his Love and works , The sweetest Joys afford . While Sinners from the Earth consume , No place regards them more ; Bless thou the Lord , my Soul , his Name Let Heav'n and Earth adore .
PSALM CV .
O Let us all give thanks to God , And call upon his Name ; His gracious and his mighty works To all the world proclaim . Let us in Songs and sacred Hymns Our great Creator bless ; And what his pow'rful hand has wrought , Our joyful tongues express . Count it your honour that ye know , And bear his sacred Name ; And when you worship this great Lord , Take pleasure in the same . Within his Sanctuary let Your Pray'rs to him be made ; Your hopes upon his favour rest , And his almighty aid . O let the works that he has done Your admiration move ; Think on the judgments of his mouth , And wonders of his Love . This Charge to you belongs , who are Of faithful Abr'am's race ; And Jacob's , Off-spring call'd , who stood In God's especial Grace . We glory that this mighty Lord Us for his people owns ; Whose Judgments make th' amazed Earth To tremble when he frowns . His Cov'nant with his people made , He ever call'd to mind ; And will his Promises fulfill , To ages still behind .
Part II. That Cov'nant which the Lord of old With our first fathers made ; And oft by Oath renew'd to them And to their seed , thus said . On thee I Can'an's Land bestow , ( This which we now possess ) To bring them into which , his Care Shew'd that he meant no less . For tho' when first our fathers came , One family they were ; Whose number too was very few , And they mere strangers there : Tho' weak , who in a setled place No fixt Estate enjoy'd ; But forc'd from this to th' other Land , Might soon have been destroy'd : He suffered none to injure them , When Sojourners they were ; But Kings , that meant to do them wrong , Met with rebukes severe . Let none attempt these persons harm ; So dear to God , and great : " Touch not , said he , my anointed ones , " Nor Prophets rudely treat . When after this , in all the Lands A famine long prevail'd : And Bread , the great support of Life , When Corn was wanting , fail'd : He sent out Joseph to provide For Jacob , now grown old : But he that was to save his house , First as a Slave was fold .
Part III. To Egypt brought , and falsly charg'd , Joseph's in prison cast : The Calumny more pain'd him , than The Chains that held him fast . There , by unfolding hidden fates , Great fame he had acquir'd : This Phar'oh hearing , try'd him too , And found him one inspir'd . He quickly set him free , and made Him Ruler of the Land : The management of all affairs He ' intrusted in his hand . His greatest Princes to command And punish he had leave ; All the wise Senatours from him Instructions must receive . Now Jacob's house to Egypt came As Phar'oh did invite : And grew so , as t' exceed their foes In Number and in Might . This makes them jealous , and to hate Those they receiv'd with joy : Whom first by subtil Arts they would Diminish , then destroy . Moses and A'ron ( when God saw Their Bondage heavier grow ) Were sent to Phar'oh with demand To let his people go . The mighty works which they perform'd , And wonders in that Land ; Show'd that what e'er they said or did Was by Divine command .
Part IV. He three days darkness , black as Hell Over all Egypt drew ; In which , and all the other plagues , God's Orders they pursue . He turn'd their waters into blood , Which all their Fish destroy'd : Numberless Frogs o'erspread the Earth ; And the King's rooms annoy'd . Infinite Swarms of Flies and Lice O'er all the Country came : Instead of Rain he gave them Hail , Mix'd with devouring Flame . This Storm not onely from the Trees Their pleasant Fruits beat down , But all the Fig trees too and Vines Were broke and overthrown . By his Command numberless Hosts Of various Locusts pass O'er all the Land ; and with strange haste Devour'd their Herbs and Grass . In the same Night all their First-born , Smote by an Angel , dye ; The prime of all their strength , and prop Of every Family .
Part V. Loaded with Egypt's wealth , their Land In haste the people quit ; Not one in all their Tribes so weak , For travel was unfit . Gladness at their departure thence Th' Egyptians hearts did fill ; For fear , as the last Plague their Sons , The next themselves might kill . He spread a Cloud , which skreen'd them from The scorching Sun by day ; But was so bright withal , it serv'd By night to shew their way . He then provides delicious fare For that vast multitude ; Great flights of Quails , and Bread showr'd down From Heav'n to be their food . An opened Rock their Drink supply'd ; Whence Streams gush'd out so fast , They ran , and follow'd them thro' all The parched grounds they pass'd . The Lord these wonders , to make good His word to Abr'am , wrought : When he from slavery his Race With joy and triumph brought . He fix'd them in a quiet Seat In Can'an's pleasant Land ; Stor'd with all good by others pains , And planted to their hand . That by his kindness thus oblig'd , And bless'd so many ways ; His Laws they might with care observe ; The Lord for ever praise .
PSALM CVI. [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
BY chearful Praises to his Name , That God is good to all proclaim : Whose Mercies shown to ages past , To all succeeding times shall last . Who can the Pow'r of God set forth , Or praise his wonders to their worth ? They 're happy , who with constant care In righteous works imployed are . May I be one of those , and find God always good to me and kind : When thou deliv'rest thine elect From Dangers , do not me neglect . Their good secured may I see , And share in their felicity ; And when thou dost their state advance , Glory with thine Inheritance . We the degenerate Off-spring are Of fathers that great sinners were : Who thy great wonders minded not , In Egypt wrought , or soon forgot . Their unbelief when newly sav'd , At the Red Sea fresh wonders crav'd . There God , his Glory to advance , Gave them a new deliverance . The Sea 's ungovernable course He check'd , by his word 's greater force : Their way thro' the vast Deep was dry , Such as thro' sandy deserts lie . O'er their pursuing Enemy , He gain'd a noble victory . The Sea return'd on Phar'oh's Host With violence , and all were lost .
Part II. Then they sang Praises to the Lord , And for a while believ'd his word . They soon what he had done forgat , And would not for his counsel wait . But tho' from Heav'n with Bread supply'd , Tempting God's pow'r , for flesh they cry'd . They surfeit or the Quails he sent , Which prove their plague , not nourishment . ' Gainst Moses then they mutiny , And question his Authority : Both him and A'ron , whom God chose , As proud Usurpers they oppose . The Earth did under Dathan cleave , And with an open mouth receive Abiram' s Troop : alive they fall , And in one Grave are buried all . Lightning from Heav'n the other Crew , Invaders of the Priesthood , slew . A Calf in Horeb too they made , And worship to an Image paid . God's Glory that appear'd so bright , And wrought such wonders , now they flight ; An Image better pleasing was Of a dull Ox that eateth grass . How kind a Saviour God had been , The wond'rous works in Egypt seen , The Sea that drowned Phar'oh's Host , All these are now forgot and lost . God was provok'd to such an height , He threatned to destroy them quite : When Moses in the breach did stand , And stay'd the vengeance of his hand .
Part III. The promis'd Land they set at nought , Tho' to the Borders of it brought ; They th' ill report some Spies had made More credit , than what God had said . They murmur'd when they should obey . And when he said , Go up they 'd stay . Then solemnly the Lord did swear , These Rebels never should come there , Nor the despised Land possess , But perish in the Wilderness : And some , by th' Heathens overthrown , Be slain or scattered up and down . B'al-Peor' s service they embrace , Moab ' s vile god , and their disgrace ; With them on Sacrifices fed , That had been off'red to the dead . God was so angry at this sin , A grievous plague at once broke in : When Phineas , with zeal possess'd , Slew a bold sinner , and it ceast . This Fact , which rash and hasty seem'd ; Just and praise-worthy God esteem'd ; And it obtain'd this Act of Grace , T' entail the Priesthood on his Race . At Meribah God's wrath they move , Where they for Drink with Moses strove ; It went ill with him for their sake , Who things unfit , provoked , spake . When they came in , they did not root The Nations out , tho' charg'd to do 't : Were mix'd , and dealings with them had , And in their manners were as bad .
Part IV. They learnt what they should ever rue , To serve their gods and left the true . T'infernal ghosts they sacrifice Their children with unpitying eyes . The blood of Innocents thus stain , Did all the Land of Can'an stain . Themselves too they , with whoredoms vile And other beastly lusts , defile . Then God was with his people wroth , Whom once he lov'd , he now does loath The Heathens yoke again they bear , By Foes oppress'd , whose Slaves they were . Oft did he save them in distress , Yet they provok'd him still no less ; Their old Idolatries renew'd , Which brought them low , by foes subdu'd . Yet when their mournful Cries he heard , He did their Miseries regard ; His Covenant he call'd to mind , Left off to punish , and was kind . Ev'n those , whose hatred oft they prov'd , He , to take pity on them , mov'd ; And those by whom they conquer'd were , Their extirpation did forbear . Now , Lord , let our salvation come , And bring thy scattered people home : That , praising thee , we ever may , With greatest joy and triumph , say ; " Blessing to Isr'el's God and King , " And everlasting Praises sing : " And may his Saints , with one accord , " All say , Amen . Praise ye the Lord .
PSALM CVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LET all give thanks to God above , So full of kindness and of love . Whose Mercy ages past have known , And those that are to come shall crown . May 't ever be by them confess'd , Whom he redeem'd when sore oppress'd . And made the scattered people come From all the Lands to their own home . They pass'd thro' Deserts , where no way They found , nor City where to stay ; No food to ease their hunger's rage , Nor water-springs their thirs t' asswage . In their distress to God they cry'd , Who prov'd their Saviour and their Guide : He , the right Path where they should go , And place where they should dwell , did show . Let all Men praise God's goodness then , His wonders to the Sons of Men ; Whose bounty longing Souls supplies , Their craving hunger satisfies .
Part II. Those who are in dark prisons laid , So nigh to death , they 're in its shade ; On whom the sorrows that they bear , Sit heavier than the chains they wear . These having proudly God withstood , Contemn'd his Counsels for their good : He then resolv'd with pain and smart To quell the stoutness of their heart . Before his stroaks they could not stand , Nothing could raise them but his hand . Then , to the Lord they 're forc'd to fly , To importune his Clemency . Who did regard their low address , And sav'd them out of their distress . He chang'd their gloomy state to light , And brake their Bands in sunder quite . 15 Let all men praise God's goodness then , His wonders to the Sons of men . His strength that all things do's surpass , Brake Bars of Ir'n , and Gates of Brass .
Part III. Fools to lewd courses wholly bent , Prepare for their own punishment . Sickness and loathsome maladies From Luxury and Lust arise . The Glutton's appetite o'erthrown , His tastful meats will not go down . Nature with heavy loads opprest , Beckons to Death to be releas'd . Then do these frighted Sinners fly To God for help ; whose earnest cry Mov'd a regard to their address , Heaven sav'd them out of this distress . No need of Med'cines for their cure , Their vertue 's not so quick nor sure ; Death's sentence onely he repeal'd , He sent his word and they were heal'd . Let all men praise his Goodness then , His wonders to the Sons of men : And by their grateful Sacrifice Declare his works and their own joys .
Part IV. They whom the Ships on th' Ocean bear , Do see God's works and wonders there . For at his word fierce Tempests rise , And lift its Waves unto the Skies . One while they mount to Heav'n aloft , They sink into the Depths as oft . The Passengers strange terrours feel , Like Drunkards to and fro they reel . Lost to all hope , to God they cry For help in their extremity ; He lends an Ear to their address , And brings them out of this distress . For at his beck the storms asswage , The furious waves depose their rage . They welcome now the calm , and see The Haven where they wish'd to be . Let all men praise God's goodness then , His wonders to the Sons of men ; Nor onely private Off'rings bring , But in the Church his Glories sing .
Part V. When God's provok'd , his pow'rful hand Turns Rivers to a Desart land ; Their fruitfulness to barren grounds , When wickedness therein abounds . Dry grounds by show'rs sent from above , And flowing Springs fair Pastures prove : Thither the poor for dwellings flow , Which after to a City grow . They sow the Fields , and Vineyards plant , Whose Fruits supply their growing want . Their Race springs fast from fruitful stocks , Their wealth increases with their flocks . Thus are they blest ; but when they sin , They 're punish'd and brought low again . Ev'n Princes are expos'd to scorn . And wander in a state forlorn . But he exalts the poor on high , And spreads their num'rous Family . The Just with gladness this shall see , And wickedness shall silent be . How few there are with care record These wond'rous dealings of the Lord ! But wise Observers still shall find , That God is infinitely kind .
PSALM CVIII . MY Heart , O God , is now prepar'd , And this my Tongue shall raise : Which with my Harp shall early sing A consort to thy praise . The great Salvation thou hast wrought , I 'll to the World proclaim : The scattered Nations shall assist My Songs to spread thy Fame . Thy Mercy reaches to the Heav'ns , Thy Truth unto the Skies ; O may thy Glories , Lord , above Both Earth and Heaven rise . That thy Beloved may obtain A Saviour in their need ; In answer to my servent pray'rs Thy timely succours speed . God's sacred promise pass'd , now makes My hopes depend on thee ; The Land that round Samaria lies , Submits it self to me . The rest of Isr'els Tribes unite To own my righteous cause ; Ephraim's my chiefest strength for War , Judah supports my Laws . Moab and Edom as vile slaves To serve me will be glad ; Philistia meet thy conqu'ring Lord , And to his triumphs add . Who then will lead me to that Hold On Edom's Frontiers lies , So strongly fenc'd 'gainst all assaults , Which all my force defies ? The Lord will do 't , who heretofore Refus'd our Arms to bless ; He 'll undertake our Conduct now , And crown it with success . Man's weakness helps in vain ; may we Thine aids in trouble meet : Our Hands shall do great acts ; our foes Lie conquered at our Feet .
PSALM CIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LORD since my glor'ing is in thee , Be thou concern'd t' avenge my wrongs : Who now am wickedly traduc'd By lying and deceitful tongues . By odious calumnies , close siege They to my Reputation lay ; And unprovok'd , with open force Attempt to take my life away . I have deserved well of those . Who now mine adversaries are ; I sought not safety by Revenge When off'red , but of God by pray'r . Evil for good is my reward , The more I love I'm hated more . ' Gainst the chief author of these wrongs Thy Justice therefore I implore . By the worst Judge may he be try'd , And by a Dev'lin spight , accus'd : Be pronounc'd guilty , and his pray'r For Pardon , as a sin , resus'd .

By an untimely death cut off , His Office let another take : Want on his Children be entail'd : His wife a forlorn widow make . May they a sorry vagrant life , By begging up and down maintain : And their own Houses lying waste , Seek for a Lodging where they can .

Part II. Let an exacting Creditor Seize his Estate as lawful spoil ; And may a perfect stranger reap The fruit of all his care and toil . Let none t' his Memory be kind , No pity to his Race be shown : But let them parish , and their Name Be in the following Age unknown . Visit on him his Parents Crimes , Since he in sin would like 'em be : To shew that they are not forgot , Root out their cursed memory . He , when the poor for mercy call'd , Nothing but cruelty did breath ; And when their Hearts were broke with grief , He persecuted them to death . Let all the Curses that he wish'd To others , on his own head light ; And may he , by a just reward , Want all that Blessing he did slight . In cursing and malicious Lyes , As in rich Cloaths he took a pride ; And may its sad effect , like drink , Through all his Veins and Bowels slide . Sinking into his Bones like Oyl , Let it allow him no repose ; Cover him with it like a Vest , As with a Girdle bind it close .
Part III. This shall be their reward from God , Whose spight is on my ruine bent ; And question not to make it sure , By Lyes and Slanders they invent . But since thy Honour is engag'd And Mercy too : Lord , take my part : Oh save mel when by all forsook . And pierc'd with sorrow to the heart . I vanish like an Evening shade , Toss'd , like a Locust , up and down : My Knees and all my Joints are weak , My Body lean with fasting grown . They add unto my miseries Reproach and all the signs of scorn ; Lord , let thy Mercy interpose To help and save me thus forlorn . Force them to own herein thy pow'r , Who curse in vain whom God will bless : Let me with joy see them asham'd , That their attempts had no success . Cloath'd with Confusion , may they wish To hide themselves from their own shame : In full Assemblies then I 'll sing The lowdest praises to thy Name . God , the great Patron of the poor , Will as his Advocate stand by , Defend his Cause , and save his Life , When he 's unjustly doom'd to die .
PSALM CX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] THUS spake the Lord unto his Son , Sit thou advanc'd on my right hand ; Till all thy conquer'd Foes shall crouch , And wait their doom from thy command . From Sion shall thy word go forth , Which like a Sceptre thou shalt sway : To bring the Stubborn under Rule , And make them willingly obey . The Conquests shall be great that day ; The numerous Converts thou shalt view , Shall make an Army that exceeds Thy Chrystal Drops of morning Dew . The Lord hath all his Truth engag'd By Oath , which he can never break , To make thee an eternal Priest , Of th' Order of Melchizedeck . And when he 's raised to his Throne , Proud Monarchs that oppose his Reign Shall fall ; and all the wicked world That will not stoop to him , be slain . Whilst he pursues this work , he 'll stoop To mean refreshments in the way ; But with a glorious reward , God will his sufferings repay .
PSALM CX . [ Another Metre . ] THUS spake the Lord unto his Son , Sit thou on my right hand ; Till all thy Foes shall crouch , and wait Their doom at thy Command . From Sion shall thy word go forth ; This Sceptre thou shalt sway : Under thy Rule shall Rebels come , And willingly obey . Thy Conquests shall be great that day ; The Converts thou shalt view ; Shall make an Army that exceeds The drops of morning Dew . The Lord hath all his Truth engag'd By'an Oath he cannot break ; Thou' rt ever Priest of th' Order made Of great Melchizedeck . And when he 's raised to his Throne , Kings that oppose his Reign Shall fall ; and all the Heathen World That will not stoop , be slain . Whilst thus employ'd , he 'll stoop to mean Refreshments in the way : But God with glorious rewards His Sufferings will repay .
PSALM CXI . MY Soul's best Pow'rs I will engage , And with affection join In those Assemblies , where the Saints To praise the Lord combine . They that contemplate thy great works Will soon with pleasure see Thy Pow'r how glorious it is , How great thy Purity . The wonders of thy Providence They 'll often call to mind ; With grateful hearts proclaim that God Is gracious and kind . How in the Wilderness he gave Food with a liberal hand : And made his People to possess The Heathens pleasant Land . Faithful and Just are all his Works ; His Word no less is sure ; When once his Promise is engag'd , Performance is secure . Isr'el , from slavery redeem'd , His Holiness did know ; Their foes the terrour of his Name Felt in their overthrow . To fear the Lord true wisdom is : And he that strives to please His Maker , understands him best ; Whose praise shall never cease ,
PSALM CXII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] BLest is the Man that fears the Lord ; Whose pleasure 't is to doe his Will : His seed shall be renown'd on Earth , His happy Race shall flourish still . His house with plenty shall be fill'd ; And as his wealth and stores increase His bounty is enlarg'd ; no fear Of future want do's make it less . When troubles fall unto his share , They 'll in his greater comfort end ; What kindness God on him bestows , The same to others he 'll extend . He lends assistance to the poor , Discreetly orders all his way : Nothing shall move this righteous Man , Or make his memory decay . No news of threatning danger can His confidence in God displace : He with undaunted courage looks His foes securely in the face . God his diffusive charity With sutable rewards will crown : Not onely those above bestow , But honour here and great renown . Mean while the wicked shall repine With indignation at his bliss ; And melt away with grief , to see This Man obtain what they shall miss .
PSALM CXII . [ Another Metre . ] O Happy Man that fears the Lord , And joys to doe his Will : His seed shall be renown'd on Earth , His race shall flourish still . His house with plenty shall be fill'd ; And as his stores increase , His bounty is enlarg'd ; no fear Of want do's make it less . When troubles fall unto his share , They 'll in his comfort end ; What kindness God on him bestows , To others he 'll extend . He lends assistance to the poor , Discreetly guides his way : Nothing shall move this Man , or make His memory decay . His trust in God , no threatning news Of danger can displace : He with undaunted courage looks His En'mies in the face . God his diffusive charity With great rewards will crown ; Both those above bestow , and here Honour and great renown . Mean while the wicked shall repine With envy at his bliss ; Consume with grief , to see this Man Obtain , what they shall miss .
PSALM CXIII . YE servants of th' eternal King , To God your chearful praises sing , Whose Name be blest for evermore . His goodness over all is great , Where e'er the Sun do's rise or set , Since all are blest , let all adore . O'er all the Earth the Lord do's reign , And Heav'n's too narrow to contain His Glories that are infinite . Let not poor borrowed greatness dare With his Perfections to compare , Who dwells in uncreated Light . He condescends so far , to know Th' affairs of mortals here below , As well as those in Heav'n above . To shew how he o'er all things sways , He from the dust the poor do's raise , And from his vile estate remove . From thence advances him on high , To unexpected dignity , And sets him a royal Throne . When age and nature doth despair , He makes the barren womb to bear : O therefore praise this God alone .
PSALM CXIV . [ As the 113 Psalm . ] WHen the great God had Isr'el's seed From Egypt and oppression freed , He then declar'd himself their King : Whose bright appearance as they pass'd The Sea beheld , and fled in haste ; Jordan retir'd unto its spring . Sinai , when God came down , did shake , Th' adjoyning mountains all did quake , And like affrighted Rams did skip : The little hills could not forbear By trembling too to shew their fear , Like Lambs that round their Mothers trip . What ail'd the Sea thus to shrink back , Or Jordan its old banks forsake , So cross to Nature's fixed Laws ? Why should great Mountains skip like Rams And little hills like frighted Lambs ? Why seems it strange , when God's the cause ? Not Hills alone , when he is near , But the whole Earth may quake for fear , As into strange Convulsions thrown : For Rocks into a wat'ry Lake , And Flints into a Fountain brake , When God would make his Power known .
PSALM CXV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] NOT unto us , Lord , not to us , But to thy Name the praise we owe ; To thy free goodness and thy truth , The springs whence all our blessings flow . Why should the Heathen ask in scorn , Where is the God whom ye adore ? In Heav'n he reigns , but do's on Earth What e'er his Will ordain'd before . Silver and Gold their Idols are , And all their worth derive from thence ; With no Divinity inspir'd , Since they are void of life and sense . For tho' the Maker forms an Eye , A Mouth , or any other Part ; He cannot give them sight or breath , Nor lively motion by his art . Fond Men ! to think your hands can make A God , to which our knees should bow ; You trust what cannot help it self ; Statues have sense as much as you . O Isr'el in the living God Repose your trust and confidence : He 'll help you to subdue your foes ; In dangers he 'll be your defence . Let A'ron's house on God rely ; To you he 'll be an help and shield ; Trust in him , ye that fear the Lord , Whose care and aid will safety yield . He , who in ages past was kind , In after times will be no less ; He th' house of Israel will save , The Priests of A'ron's house will bless , He 'll bless all pious worshippers , Of low as well as high degree : And largely heap his benefits On you and your posterity . O happy state ! thus to be blest , By him that made both Earth and Heav'n : His throne in Heav'n is plac'd , the Earth In kindness he to Man has giv'n . The silent Grave cannot declare Thy wonders ; nor proclaim thy praise : We 'll now begin that blessed work , Which shall continue all our days .
PSALM CXV . [ Another Metre . ] LORD , not to us , but to thy Name We give the praise we owe ; To thy free goodness and thy truth , Whence all our blessings flow . Why should the Heathen ask us , Where 's That God whom you adore ? In Heav'n he reigns , but do's on Earth What he ordain'd before . Silver and gold their Idols are , Their worth derive from thence ; With no Divinity inspir'd , Since void of life or sense . For tho' the Maker forms an Eye , A Mouth , or other Part ; He cannot give them sight or breath , Motion , or Life by art . Fond Men ! with hands to make a God To which our knees should bow ; You trust what cannot help it self , Statues have sense like you . O Isr'el , in the living God Repose your confidence ; To quell your foes he 'll be your help , In dangers your defence . Let A'ron's house on him rely ; He 'll be your help and shield : All that fear God , trust him , whose care And aid will safety yield . He , that before was kind , will be In after times no less ; The house of Isr'el he will save , The Priests of A'ron's bless . He 'll bless all pious Worshippers , Of low or high degree : And heap his benefits on you , And your posterity . Oh happy ! to be blest by him That made both Earth and Heav'n ; His Throne 's in Heav'n , the Earth to Man In kindness he has giv'n . The Grave thy wonders cannot show , Nor celebrate thy praise : We 'll now adore thy sacred Name , And bless thee all our days .
PSALM CXVI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] Since God so tender a regard In straits to my requests did give ; My best affections he shall have , And best devotions , whilst I live . Assail'd with grief and pains , that seem'd The sad fore-runners of the Grave ; To thee I made request , O Lord , My life from threat'ning danger save . Nor did I cry to God in vain , Nor did his Mercy come too late ; But when my skill was at a loss , His kindness rais'd my low estate . God and thy self , my Soul , enjoy In quiet rest , freed from thy fears ; Who sav'd thy life , upheld thy steps , And dry'd up all thy falling tears ; I still shall live and praise thy Name ; Thus did I speak , and thus believ'd : Tho' in distress I rashly said , All Men will lye , and I 'm deceiv'd . What shall I render to the Lord For all tha kindness he has shown ? I 'll humbly offer him my praise , And thankfully his favours own . The solemn payment of my vows I made to God , shall be my care ; Who sav'd me from approaching death , And shew'd my life to him was dear . By all engagements , Lord , I 'm thine ; Thy servant whom thou hast set free ; The very Bonds that thou hast loos'd , Shall tie me faster unto thee . Thankful acknowledgments I 'll make And God for all his favours bless : I 'll on his goodness wait , and pray To him alone in all distress . To God , in sight of all his Saints , Religiously I 'll pay my vows ; There where they meet within his Courts , To worship at his holy house .
PSALM CXVI . [ Another Metre . ] GOD that so gracious a regard To my requests did give , Shall have my choicest love , and best Devotions whilst I live . Assail'd with grief and pains , that seem'd Fore-runners of the Grave ; To thee I cry'd , O Lord , my life From threat'ning danger save . Nor did I cry in vain , nor did God's Mercy come too late : But when my skill was at a lose , He rais'd my low estate . God and thy self , my Soul , enjoy Quiet and free from fears ; Who sav'd thy life , upheld thy steps , And dry'd up all thy tears . I still shall live to praise thee ; thus I spake and thus believ'd ; Tho' once I rashly said , all Men Will lye , and I 'm deceiv'd . What shall I render , Lord , for all The kindness thou hast shown ? Praises I 'll offer , and with thanks Will all thy favours own . The payment of the vows I made To God , shall be my care : Who saved me from Death , and shew'd My Life to him was dear . By all engagements I am thine ; Thy servant , Lord , I 'll be ; The bonds that thou hast loos'd , shall tie Me faster unto thee . I 'll own with thankfulness , and God For all his favours bless ; I 'll on his goodness wait , and pray To him in all distress . Now , in the sight of all his Saints , To God I 'll pay my vows ; There where they meet within his Courts , To worship at his house .
PSALM CXVII . LET all the Nations of the World Their great Creatour praise ; And all its scatt'red People join His mighty Name to raise . Whose kindness towards us is great , His Mercies ever sure : Then let our praises , like his truth , For ever still endure .
PSALM CXVIII .
O Praise the Lord , whom ages past Have known to be so kind ; Whose Mercies will continue sure , To ages still behind . Let all his People , and his Priests , That in his house attend , With all that fear the Lord proclaim , His Mercies have no end . Bear thou thy part with them , my Soul , God's goodness to express ; Who heard my Pray'r , and set me free When I was in distress . I need not fear what Man can doe , Since God do's take my part ; Defeated all my foes will be , When thou my Helper art . Much safer 't is to trust in God , Than on an Host's defence : Rather in him than greatest Kings I 'll put my confidence . All Nations round did me inclose And more than once invade : But to destroy them , I was sure , Thro' God's almighty aid . Thay quite surrounded me , like Bees , Their anger flam'd , like fire ; But all was like a blaze of thorns , That quickly do's expire . I knew by his almighty aid I soon should cut them short ; Tho' they push'd hard to throw me down , His help would me support .
Part II I all my happiness ascribe To God , who made me strong ; And his Salvation still shall be The subject of my Song . The joyful voice of triumph fills The dwellings of the just ; His pow'r do's mighty things for them , That in his goodness trust . I hope to live , and praise his works Ev'n to my latest breath : Who , tho' he has chastis'd me sore , Has sav'd me still from death . Open , ye Ministers , the Gates Which entrance do afford Into God's Courts for righteous Men , Where I will praise the Lord . This is the Gate that thither leads ; And all the righteous throng Shall enter in my company , And hear this joyfull Song . I 'll praise thee who hast heard my pray'r And tho' thou wast before My gracious God , art now become My pow'rful Saviour .
Part III. The stone which by the Builder's deem'd Unfit , aside was thrown ; Is chosen and preferr'ed , to be The Head and Corner stone . This is the Work of God alone , By us with wonder seen : This is the day the Lord hath made ; And we 'll rejoyce therein . We 'll joyn our acclamations , And loud Hosanna's sing ; Wishing prosperity may wait On him that is our King . Blest Savi'our ! who from God to us On this kind Errand came ; We welcome thee ; and bless all those That spread thy glorious Fame . Thou , Lord , hast mercifully shin'd . On us , with Light and Grace ; And at thine Altar we 'll present The Sacrifice of praise . Thou art my God , my joyful tongue Shall ever sing thy praise : Thou art my God , and I on high Thy glorious Name will raise . Let all with thankfulness proclaim , That God is good and kind ; Whose Mercies which have been before , Good Men shall ever find .
PSALM CXIX .
Aleph . Part I. THrice happy are those upright Men , Whose ways are free from blame ; Who , as the Law of God directs , Their lives and manners frame . Blessed are they , who his Commands Unseignedly fulfill : And to obtain God's favour , seek To know and doe his Will. These , when they 're tempted , do not sin , But to thy paths repair : Thou , Lord , hast charged us to keep All thy Commands with care . O by thy Grace so guide my ways , Never from thine to swerve ; Nothing shall shame my hopes , whilst I All thy Commands observe . This signal favour shall excite My ' unfeigned joy and praise , That I have learnt how good thy Laws , How righteous are thy Ways . I 'll keep thy Statutes , for I see In this thy Will is clear ; Stand by me , Lord , as I intend Herein to persevere .
Beth. Part II. How shall a young man , prone to vice , Govern his Manners , Lord ? By heedfull listning to the wise Directions of thy word . Sincerely I have begg'd thy Grace , O keep me close to thee : I 've treasur'd up thy word , that I Might not a sinner be , Blessing and Praise , O Lord , is due To thee , who art so kind : Thy Statutes give me Grace to learn , And lodge them in my mind . My high esteem of all thy Laws , I have declar'd around : Herein my joy surpasses his , That has a Treasure found . Oft on thy Precepts will I fix My thoughts , that I may see , How well with thy prescribed Rules Of Life , my ways agree . My study on thy Statutes , Lord , And hearts delight is set : Thy word , which I entirely love , I never will forget .
Gimel . Part. III. Such favour to thy Servant show , And such defence afford ; That I , preserved from my Foes , May live and keep thy word . Open mine Eyes , that I may see The Wonders of thy Law : Who in my Pilgrimage , from hence Must Light and Comfort draw . Thy Judgments clearly to discern , So great my Longings are ; The painfull Labours I endure , My Strength do's quite impair . Thy Curse and thy severe Rebukes Follow their haughty Pride ; Who from the Path of thy Commands , Perversely turn aside . No longer let my Innocence Suffer reproach and shame ; Whose care is to observe thy Laws , To live without all blame . Whilst Princes charg'd me with great Crimes , These I my Study made : Thy Statutes were my Counsellours , And always made me glad .
Daleth . Part IV. Strugling for Life , forlorn I lie , And humbled to the Dust : Revive and raise me up again , Who in thy Promise trust . My ways and dangers I made known , And found God's kind regard ; And in thy Statutes taught , shall find Safety for my reward . Make me to understand aright The way thy Precepts show ; Then all thy Wonders I have seen , Others shall also know . My heart will sink with grief , if God His promised Strength denies : Still give me Grace t' observe thy Laws , Seeking no help from Lyes . By Rules of Justice and of Truth I 've chose my Life to frame ; Close to thy Testimonies cleav'd , Lord , put me not to shame . I 'll run the way of thy Commands With great Alacrity ; When I 'm enlarged with thy joys , And from these straits set free .
He. Part V. Teach me , O Lord , that way of Life Thy Statutes recommend ; Never from thence will I decline , But keep it to the End . Lord , give me a discerning mind And knowledge of thy Will ; Then what thy Sacred Laws enjoyn , I 'll heartily fulfil . Lead me in thy prescribed Path , Where my Contentment lies . Incline my heart to thy Commands , And less this World to prize . O turn away mine Eyes from all Vain Pleasures here in view ; That in God's way I may persist , His Favour to pursue . Make good thy word to him , that is Devoted to thy Fear : And the reproach I dread divert , Whose Judgments gracious are . Thou see'st , O Lord , the servent zeal I for thy Precepts have . Revive me for thy Promise sake , And from these Troubles save .
Vau. Part VI. Thy Mercy , oft to me engag'd , And Faithfulness advance ; And let me feel their good effects In my deliverance . So shall I silence those who would My Piety disgrace : I 'm not too bold , when in God's Word My Confidence I place . Which faithfull word may I ne'er be Disheartened to assert ; Who trust the Righteous Judge will give His Sentence on my part . Then I thy Laws with greater care Observe for ever will : And serve thee freely , for I seek Thy Precepts to fulfil . Thy Testimonies before Kings To own I 'll not forbear ; But these , as the best Rule of Life , Boldly to all declare . By my delight in thy Commands My Love to them I 'll shew : By practice to their Study joyn'd , I 'll show my Love is true .
Zain . Part VII . Thy word on which my hopes rely , Lord , to remembrance call : This has great Troubles on me brought , But cheers me under all . When mine insulting Foes have made My Trust in thee their scorn , Yet have I not declin'd thy Laws , Tho' never so forlorn . I call'd to mind how God of old , By Good men's trials , made Them and his Power better known , And this my Grief allay'd . But Horrour seiz'd me , when the Crimes Of wicked Men I saw ; And what sad Judgments would befall , Such as forsook thy Law . My wandrings up and down , had seem'd More troublesome and long ; But that I thought upon thy Love , And made thy Laws my Song . I call'd to mind how true and good God was , whilst others slept : A Quiet cheerfull mind I had , For I thy Precepts kept .
Cheth . Part VIII . Thou art my Portion , and thy word I 'll keep like precious store : Thy Grace and Mercy there engag'd , I earnestly implore . My former wandrings I review'd ; And then without delay , Resolv'd to change my course , and turn Into thy safer way . By wicked Troops I 've been beset , And stript of all I had ; But did not seek to be reveng'd By means thy Law forbad . At midnight I will wake and rise When others are asleep , To praise thee for those righteous Laws , By thee I 'm taught to keep . They 're my Companions , who express Tow'ards God religious Fear ; All that with care thy Precepts keep , To me are truly dear . Such is thy kindness , all the Earth Thy Blessings largely fill : To serve thee as I ought , I beg Thou wouldst instruct me still .
Teth. Part IX . Thou hast been faithful , Lord , and I Great Blessings have receiv'd ; Give me a lively sense and tast Of what I have believ'd . Whilst I was prosp'erous , from thy paths Too soon I turn'd aside ; But by thy Chastisements reduc'd , Thy Precepts were my Guide . Thou Lord art in thy Nature good , And dost all good afford : By thy wise Methods , make me more Obedient to thy word . Proud Men 'gainst me have spar'd no pains A cursed Lye t' invent ; Who by strict keeping of thy Laws , Shall prove I 'm innocent . Whilst grosser Pleasures dull their sense , God's Law is my delight : Happy afflictions have me taught , Thy Precepts not to slight . Such Excellencies in thy Law Pronounc'd from Heav'n , appear ; The Wealth a Kingdom do's contain Is not to me so dear .
Iod. Part X. I am the Workmanship thy hands Have fashioned and made ; More of thy Will I 'd know , that thou May'st be the more obey'd . To see me from these Troubles free'd , All good men will be glad : And trust thy faithfull word , on which I my dependance had . I know thy Judgments righteous are , And all my Troubles-just : Lord , let thy Mercy comfort me , For in thy Word I trust . My life , whose ruine's daily sought , Let thy Compassions save : Who in obeying thy Commands The highest Pleasure have . Confound the proud , who would with lyes And falshood me oppress : But I will study and observe Thy Precepts still no less . Let those that fear the Lord , and know Their Duty , take my part : Nothing shall shame me , whilst I am Sound and upright in heart .
Caph. Part XI . I faint thro' long desire and hope Thy word fulfill'd to see In my Deliverance ; and cry out , When wilt thou comfort me ? Like parched Skins hang'd in the Smoak , So grief has shrivell'd mine ; Yet do I not thy Statutes , Lord , Forget , much less decline . My days consume apace , why then Dost thou delay so long , T' inflict due Punishments on those That do me utmost wrong . By treach'rous ways thy Law forbids , My ruine they pursue . Save me from those , who are as false , As thy Commands are true . My Life was ready just to fall A Prey to bloody hands ; Yet to escape , I would not balk The way of thy Commands . Raise me from this forlorn Estate ; My Life in mercy spare : Then I thy Testimonies , Lord , Will keep with greater care .
Lamed . Part XII . For ever like the Heav'ns , Lord , Thy word is setled fast : As firmly as the Earth , thy Truth Do's to all Ages last . These all in their appointed course Continue to this Day : And all like ready Servants stand Thine Orders to obey . Had not thy Truth been my support , Thy Law been my delight ; Under the pressure of my woes , I 'had sunk and perish'd quite . Thy good Commands I 'll ne'er forget , Which have reviv'd me still : O save me who am thine , and seek To know and do thy Will. Vile men to ruine me , have long Watch'd for a fit pretence : But I 'll keep close to thy Commands , As to my best Defence . Perfections here have narrow bounds , Whose End we oft out-live : But thy wise Laws have large extent , And lasting Pleasures give .
Mem. Part XIII . O how I love thy Law , it is My daily exercise ; By thoughts and talk of this , I make My self and others wise . Thro' thy Commandments , which before Mine Eyes I ever set , I 'm wiser than my Foes , and all Their subtil Arts defeat . My Teachers I excel in Skill , 100 Old men in Judgment deep ; Because thy Laws my study are , And I thy Precepts keep . I have not made a wicked way The means t' obtain my End ; For I resolv'd against thy word Not wilfully t' offend . Thy Judgments I have not declin'd , Nor , wrong'd , did right o'er-pass : Just Precepts I had learn'd , and knew That God their Authour was . Honey no sweetness do's afford , Like what thy words create . From thence I learn the flattering sweets Of every Sin to hate .
Nun. Part XIV . Thy word is to my Life a Guide , Unto my Paths a Light : Thy just Decrees as I have sworn , I 'll keep with all my Might . My Sufferings are great ; to me Thy comforts , Lord , afford ; And raise me from this sad Estate , According to thy word . The free-will Off'rings of my mouth , My Pray'rs and Praises own : To serve thee better , Lord , thy Will Still more to me make known . I went in danger of my Life , Such snares the wicked laid ; Yet did I not forget thy Law , Nor from thy Precepts stray'd . I 'had rather still be poor , than from Thy Testimonies part : These are mine Heritage ; the Joy And Comfort of mine heart . My heart 's inclin'd , and to perform Thy Statutes I intend ; What e'er I lose by 't , I will hold This course unto the End .
Samech . Part XV. Thy Law I love , but all leud craft And double-dealing hate : And trusting in thy faithful word , For thy Protection wait . Ye wicked doers that corrupt The World , depart from me : From faithfull serving of my God , No hind'rance you shall be . Thy Word is pass'd t' uphold my Life , Do not my hopes expose : Thy Laws I 'll more respect , when set In safety from my Foes . Thou' rt wont to tread down those , that from Thy Statutes go astray ; Their crafty Arts to them will prove A false and cheating way . Such wicked men out of the Land Like dross thou wilt remove ; Therefore I better like , and more Thy Testimonies Love . The sense of thy just vengeance , Lord , Fills me with fear and awe : I dread the Judgments that will seize All that contemn thy Law .
Ain . Part XVI . That I have done what 's just and right , My Foes must needs confess : Leave me not in their hands , whose rage Knows only how t' oppress . Be thou my surety , lest the proud To ruine me prevail : If my deliv'rance be delay'd , My tired hopes will fail . In Mercy deal with me , and since To thee I service owe ; Teach me thy Statutes , and thy Will To me more fully show . It 's time Good men should act for God , As well as he appear ; When wicked men reject his Law , And sin without all fear . This stirs my Zeal , and makes me more All his Commands to prize ; And , in compare with them them , the World And all its Wealth despise . Hence every Precept I approve For my Direction best : But unjust Courses , and base Arts I utterly detest .
Pe. Part XVII . With greatest care I keep thy Laws , Whose wonders strike mine Eyes : The Entrance of thy word 's a Light , And makes the simple wise . The fuller knowledge of thy Will I eagerly pursu'd ; And as my Pleasure did increase , My longings were renew'd . Oh let thy dealings towards me And Mercy be the same , Thou usest to express to those Who love and fear thy Name . Order my goings in thy word , And my Director be ; Then no Iniquity shall gain Dominion over me . Thy Precepts I 'll observe , when plac'd Out of th' Oppressors reach : With favour on thy Servant shine , And me thy Statutes teach . I see how Sinners break thy Laws By bold Impieties ; This makes me to lament , and floods Of Tears o'er-flow mine Eyes .
Tsaddi . Part XVIII . Thy Nature , Lord , and thy Commands Exactly do agree : Holy , and just , and true thou art , And such thy Precepts be . This sets my Zeal on fire , and makes Mine Indignation rise ; To see my Foes forget thy Words , And thy just Laws despise . I love thy word because it 's pure , And free from all deceit : Tho' I 'm despis'd and small ; my care To keep thy Laws is great . Thy justice and fidelity Ne're change or have an end : Thy Law 's the Truth , on which we may With certain Faith depend . When I was brought into great straits And sore opprest with grief ; I thought on thy Commands , and found Great comfort and relief . Thy ways are ever true and just ; This wisdom to me give , By them to order all my ways ; And happy I shall live .
Koph . Part XIX . To thee , O Lord , I loudly cry'd , Hear and deliver me ; Thy Testimonies , when I 'm sav'd , Better observ'd shall be . My cries , to mind thee of thy word , Prevent the morning Light . On this I meditate before The watches of the Night . Hear me , O Lord , as thou art kind , Of which sure proofs I have ; And , as thou judgest best , my Life They seek to ruine , save . For they on mischievous Designs Against me bent draw near ; Who 're far from care to keep thy Law , And strangers to thy Fear . My comfort is , for my defence Thou , Lord , art nearer still ; And all th' Engagements of thy word Wilt faithfully fulfil . I 've known of old , what thou declar'st To be thy Will , stands fast ; And t' all that do thereon depend , Shall be perform'd at last .
Resh . Part XX. See my sad Case , and plead my Cause , And set me free , O Lord : Who'm mindfull of thy Law , and trust For safety on thy Word . From wicked Men that disregard God's Laws , his help is far . Great are thy Mercies ; quicken me After thy wonted care . Many are my malicious Foes ; Yet do I not decline Thy Testimonies , nor will seek Their Death , as they do mine . It moves indeed my grief , to see How boldly men transgress : Who , what thy Word commands , contemn , What it forbids no less . Consider what unfeigned Love I to thy Precepts bear : Preserve my Life , O Lord , and show That I to thee am dear . Thy Promises have ever been Fulfill'd in Ages past : And thy declared Will shall be Perform'd , whilst time do's last .
Schin . Part XXI . Princes pursue me without Cause , But my great fear is this , Lest , by transgressing thy Commands , Thy favour I should miss . When I beheld the promis'd good Thy faithfull Word contains ; He joys not more , who richest spoils After a Conquest gains . Lyes and Deceit I hate , but love Honest and upright ways . Thy righteous Judgments shall excite . Seven times a Day my praise . Those Men are crown'd with inward Peace Who thy Commandments love ; And no Temptations unto Sin , To them a Scandal prove . I , in my Straits , from thee alone Deliv'rance did expect ; And for my Safety onely did , What thy Commands direct . My Soul do's all thy Precepts keep , And Testimonies prize ; For all my Actions naked are To thy All-seeing Eyes .
Tau. Part XXII . Admit my earnest Suit , who now To thee for wisdom pray . Thy promised Deliverance No longer , Lord , delay . I 'll praise thee , that , by thee inform'd , Thy Laws I 've understood : Loudly proclaim , that all thou 'st said , Is faithfully made good . O let thy Hand , in my weak State , lt's Succours to me reach : For help , no other Course I 'll take , But what thy Precepts teach . Of thy assur'd Salvation I long to have a sight ; Tho' , whilst : thou' rt pleased to delay , Thy Law 's still my delight . Save and revive me in these Straits , That I thy Praise may sing : And let thy Judgments on my Foes , The help I look for bring . Like a lost sheep I 've gone astray , But now , to thee I come : Thy Precepts I resolve t' obey . Lord , bring thy Servant home .
PSALM CXX . TO God , whose Care I 've ever been , in my distress I cry'd ; He heard me then , and so prevents My fears to be deny'd . Lord , save me from'deceitfull Lips ; No credit may they gain : Which by false Tales mine Innocence , Dear as my Life , would stain . Hope not , false Tongue , by forgeries To get me in thy Pow'r : Veng'ance shall pierce thee like a Dart , Like burning Coals devour . Ah! woe is me , forc'd to bewail A tedious Banishment From mine own Country , and a Life 'Mong barb'rous People spent . Too long I 've dwelt with those that hate Peace and a friendly Life : I plead for Peace ; they zealous are Onely for war and strife .
PSALM CXXI . I 'll lift mine Eyes unto the Hills , And thence will look for aid . Depend on God alone for help ; Both Heav'n and Earth he made . He will sustain thy weaker Pow'rs With his Almighty Arm : And keep thee with unwearied care , From all surprizing harm . The Lord's Protection like a shade , Will be thy sure Defence : Nor Sun nor Moon shall hurt thee with Malignant influence . From harm thy Body he 'll protect , Preserve thy Soul from Sin ; Will prosper thy Designs abroad , And bless thy coming in .
PSALM CXXII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] T Was no small Joy , many to hear , With devout forwardness cxpress Their Longings , to approach God's house , To worship , and his Name to bless . We need not travel farther , than Where fair Jerusalem do's lie : A City to be envied for Its Order and its Unity . Thither the Tribes by God's Command Go up , and all their Off'rings bring ; And there before his Ark they own His favours , and his praises sing . There are the Seats of Justice plac'd , And Thrones for David's Family : Pray that her Peace may be prolong'd , And prosp'rous all that love her be . May Peace still make thee sefe within , No Foes without thy Walls surround ; And may thy quiet Palaces With plenty of good things abound . To wish thee happy I 'm engag'd By ties of Friendship and of Blood ; God's House and true Religion , Oblige me more to seek thy good .
PSALM CXXIII . O Thou that in a Glorious Throne Art plac'd above the Skies : To thee for Succour I direct Mine heart , and lift mine Eyes . No Servant by his Lord chastis'd With more Submission stands ; Nor maids with greater Duty wait Their Mistresses Commands : Than we that justly undergo The Discipline of God , Wait for a mercifull Release , When he 'll remove his Rod. Have mercy , Lord , on us whose hope In thy Compassion lies ; And , Whom insultlng Foes do scorn , Lord , do not thou despise . For our deprest Estate , now gives Advantage to their pride ; And they who live in Wealth and Ease , Our Miseries deride .
PSALM CXXIV . HAD not the Lord our Cause espous'd His People now may say : Had not the Lord engag'd his Pow'r To succour us that Day , When wicked Men , with cruel Wrath Inflam'd , against us rose : Too feeble all our Pow'rs had been Their Fury to oppose . To their devouring Jaws , our Life Had been an easie Prey : Their rage , like an impetuous stream , Had swept us quite away . Blest be the Lord , who chose this way His Mercy to enhance ; Then , when our Dangers loudest call'd , To send Deliverance . We lay like poor intangled Birds , Caught in the Eowler's net : God's Pow'r has broke their snares , and we At Liberty are set . Since all our help lies in his Name , That Earth and Heaven made : Our future Hopes shall all depend On his Almighty Aid .
PSALM CXXV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] THey that in God their Confidence Repose , and him their Fortress make , Remain unmov'd like Sion's Mount , Which Storms and Tempests never shake . Jerusalem with Hills begirt , Great Safety gains from this Defence : Good men much more from Angels guard , And God's surrounding Providence . The wicked's Pow'r shall not too long Oppress the Good , and vex their Peace ; Lest the Temptation prove so strong , They imitate their Wickedness . Bless those that are sincerely good ; And when thy Vengeance shall come down , Rebellious Sinners to destroy ; Then , Lord , with Peace the righteous crown .
PSALM CXXV . [ Another Metre . ] THey that repose their trust in God , And him their Fortress make , Remain unmov'd , like Sion's Mount , Which Tempests never shake . Jerusalem with Hills begirt , Is safe by this Defence ; Good men are more secure from God's Surrounding Providence . The wickeds Pow'r shall not too long Oppress and vex their Peace ; Lest , thro' discouragement , they prove Like them in wickedness . Bless all the truly good ; and when Thy vengeance shall come down Proud Sinners to destroy ; then , Lord , With Peace the Righteous crown .
PSALM . CXXVI . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] WHen God from Bondage set us free , It seem'd a strange and pleasant dream : Then was our Mouth with Laughter fill'd , To tell this News was all our Theam . This great and unexpected change , Forced the Heathens to confess The wonders of that Day ; let us The same with greater joy express . Great are thy Mercies shown to us : Lord , perfect what thou hast begun ; 'T will be like welcome show'rs to ground That 's parched with the scorching Sun . We wait with Patience , Lord , till thou All needfull Blessings do'st restore ; And hope our former Tears will make Our after-joys to be the more . So he that in prepared ground His scattered Seed in sadness leaves , Will shout at Harvest , when he sees That Seed become a Load of sheaves .
PSALM CXXVI . [ Another Metre . ] WHen God redeem'd our captive State , It seem'd a pleasant Dream ; Our Mouth was fill'd with Laughter , then , And Joy was all our Theam . This mercy so unlook'd for mov'd The Heathens to confess The wonders of that Day ; let us With Joy the same express . Great are thy Mercies shown to us , Lord , perfect what 's begun : 'T will be like welcome Show'rs to ground Parch'd with the scorching Sun . We wait with Patience , Lord , till thou All good to us restore : And hope our former Tears will make Our after-joys the more . So he that Seed in ground prepar'd By scatt'red handfulls leaves , Will shout at Harvest , when that Seed Becomes a Load of sheaves .
PSALM CXXVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] UNless God prosper it , all cost And pains to build an House is lost . Unlese the Lord the City keep , The watchfull Guards as well may sleep . Your Labours with the rising Sun Begin , and last when Day is done : T' avoid that Poverty you dread , With carefulness you eat your Bread . But all in vain : if by Heav'n blest , You may enjoy both wealth and rest : A numerous Race and fruitfull Womb , As God's reward to Goodness come . Their Parents Strength and Glory are , Like Arrows to a Man of War : Well furnished with these Supplies , A Man may dare his Enemies .
PSALM CXXVIII . BLest is the man , whose fear of God Is by obedience shown : Plenty thy Labours shall reward , And good Success shall crown . Thy fruitfull wife , like a fair Vine , With Clusters shall abound ; Whose Children like green Olive-plants , Thy Table shall surround . Such Blessings to thy House shall fall , When Ggd's thy chiefest fear : Thou in the Publick joy and good : Shalt have the greatest share . A Numerous Race from thee deriv'd . Thy lengthned Age shall see ; And , the great wish of all good men , The Land's Prosperity .
PSALM CXXIX . WE that are Isra'lites may say , Ev'n from our Infant-state , Many our Enemies have been , And our Afflictions great . Tho' brought into great straits , our foes , Thro' God's preserving care , Our Extirpation cannot boast , We still his People are . Severely scourged we have been , Deep marks whereof we bear : As in plough'd ground , upon our backs Long furrows do appear . But God is just , who has at length The wicked's Power broke ; And all the Bands asunder cut Of their Tyrannick Yoke . Never may those that Sion hate Better Successes meet ; But failing still in their attempts , Be forced to retreat . May their designs wither like greens On ruin'd Houses Top : Which every Mower disregards , Expecting thence no Crop . None that pass by congratulate Their hopes with wish'd Success : Nor th' Harvest pray'r on these bestow , " May Heav'n your Labours bless .
PSALM CXXX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] PLung'd into Depths of Misery , To God I rais'd my fervent Cry : Lord , lend to me a gracious Ear , Not sunk so low but thou canst hear . Should'st thou against each evil deed In strict Severity proceed ; By Merit , without Mercy , try'd , None could be clear'd and justify'd . But thou forgiveness dost proclaim , That men may turn , and fear thy Name . To thy rich Grace ? O Lord , we fly , And on thy Promises rely . I 'm more impatient of thy stay , Than Guards , for slow approach of Day . O therefore let the good and just In God alone repose their trust . The frailty of our State he knows ; His plenteous Mercy ever flows . To humble Souls he gracious is , And pardons what they 've done amiss
PSALM CXXX . [ Another Metre . ] Plung'd into Depths of Misery , To God I rais'd my Cry : Thou canst , when sunk so low , still hear : Lend then a gracious Ear. If thou against each evil Deed Severely shouldst proceed ; By Merit , without Mercy , try'd , None could be justify'd . But thou forgiveness dost proclaim , That men may fear thy Name . To thy rich Grace , O Lord , we fly , And on thy Word rely . I 'm more impatient of thy stay , Than Guards for break of Day . O therefore let the Good and Just , In God repose their Trust . The Frailty of our State he knows , His mercy freely flows . To humble Souls he gracious is , Pard'ning what 's done amiss .
PSALM CXXXI . LORD , I have no aspiring thoughts , Nor Eyes that lofty are ; Nor meddle with the things advance'd Above my lower Sphere . But humble and resign'd I lie Compos'd to silent rest ; I like a Child behave my self , Wean'd from his Mothers breast . Let pious Souls no more admire , The World 's deceitfull shows ; But with an undisturbed mind , In God their trust repose .
PSALM CXXXII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
REmember all the Troubles , Lord , And Cares that David did molest : His pious Zeal by solemn Oath And sacred Vow , to God exprest . That he 'd not come into his House , Nor Sleep his weary Eyes should close ; Till he had first found out a place , Convenient for the Ark's repose . The place by God design'd , we 've found In shady Woods of Ephrata : We 'll go into his sacred Tents , And prostrate at his Foot-stool , pray . Arise , O Lord , and where thine Ark , The token of thy Presence , rests ; Together may thy Glory come , Together stay like welcome Guests . May those that at thine Altar wait , Be ever cloath'd with righteousness : That both may triumph in thy Love , Saints that are blest , and Priests that bless . Lord , for thy Servant David's sake , And thine own Promise to him made ; The Pray'rs of thine Anointed hear , And with thy Favour make him glad .
Part II. The Lord to David swarean Oath , ( With equal Truth 't and done ) One of thy Race , when thou shalt cease To reign , shall sit upon thy Throne . And if thy Children will observe My Precepts with religious Care ; Their Children shall not want a Throne To sit upon , nor that an Heir . 13 For Sion's the beloved Hill , Seat of their Kings and of their God : Here is my place of fixed rest , My House of glorious abode . Her stores with plenty shall be fill'd , Her poor I 'll satisfy with Food ; Her Priests defend , and all shall hear The shouts and triumphs of the Good . Still David's Regal pow'r shall spring Afresh , in his Successours , there ; And spread the Lustre of his Name , Till the great promis'd King appear . Cover'd with shame , his Foes shall see All their Devices overthrown : But I decree his glorious Head Shall wear a never-fading Crown .
PSALM CXXXIII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] O Blest Societies on Earth , Resembling that of Heav'n above ; Where Brethren peacefully unite , In sweet accord and hearty Love . It 's like the precious Ointment pour'd On A aron's consecrated Head ; Which first ran down his Face , and thence Unto his costly Vesture spread . Like Dews that visit every Hill ; Or as the fruitfull Show'rs of Rain ; Tho' first on higher Grounds they fall , Descend , and water all the Plain . None can express the Joys that meet , Where Love and Amity abound : Their Souls are fill'd with inward Peace , Their prosp'rous State with blessing crown'd .
PSALM CXXXIII . [ Another Metre . ] O Happy Companies on Earth Resembling Heav'n above ; Where Brethren peacefully unite In sweet Accord and Love . It 's like the precious Ointment pour'd Upon the High-priest's Head ; Which first ran down his Beard , and thence T' his costly Garments spread . Like Dews that visit every Hill , Or fruitfull Show'rs of Rain ; Tho' first on higher Grounds they fall , Thence water all the Plain . None can express the Joys that meet , Where mutual Love is found ; Their Souls are fill'd with inward Peace , Their State with blessing crown'd .
PSALM CXXXIV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] YE Servants of th' Eternal Lord , Who early at his Temple wait , And there your late attendance give ; See that his Name ye celebrate . And , as that Holy place requires , Pure hands in your Devotions raise ; To all your other Off'rings joyn The gratefull Sacrifice of Praise . God , the great Maker of the World , As great in Goodness as in Pow'r , Give gracious Answerd to thy Pray'rs , And blese his People every Hour .
PSALM CXXXIV . [ Another Metre . ] YE Servants of the Lord above , Who at his Temple wait ; See that before the rising Sun His Name ye celebrate . And in that Holy place , pure hands In your Devotions raise ; To all your other Off'rings joyn The Sacrifice of Praise . The Lord that made the World , as great In Goodness as in Pow'r ; Give ear to thy requests , and bless His People every Hour .
PSALM CXXXV .
YE Servants of th' Almighty Lord , That Heav'n and Earth did frame : Who at his House and Altar wait , Praise ye his Glorious Name . O let the Goodness of the Lord , Your best Affections raise ; Your inward Pleasure will increase Together with your Praise . Ye Isra'elites have greatest cause To praise him and rejoyce ; You that are dearer unto God ; His Treasure and his Choice . In him do all Perfections meet , His greatness knows no bound ; What e'er by other Gods is claimed , In him alone is found . His Pow'r created all at first , His Pleasure rules them still ; His uncontrolled mind the Heav'n , The Earth and Seas fulfil . By undiscerned Force he makes The Vapours to arise , Which frame the Clouds , where Fire unquench'd Mingled with Water lies . From thence the dreadfull lightnings burst , And rains are poured down ; He brings his boist'rous winds and storms From Treasuries unknown , He the first-born of man and beast At once in Egypt slew ; Whose King and Court by fearfull plagues His wond'rous Power knew .
Part II. He smote great Nations , and slew Kings That Potent Sceptres sway'd ; Sihon and Og' mong these for War The greatest Figure made . All Can'an's Kingdoms too , at last With all their Kings , he smote : Whose rich and pleasant Land became Our Heritage and Lot . Supported by such glorions Works , Thy Fame can never die ; But thy Memorial shall endure To all Eternity . Tho' God's offending People may Under oppression mourn : He 'll take their part , and all his wrath Shall into kindness turn . The Heathen Idols Silver are , Or Gold at best , and thence Derive their worth , but are no Gods , Since void of Life or Sense . For tho' the Maker forns an Eye , A Mouth or other part : He cannot give them Sight or Breath , Motion or Life by Art . Fond men ! with hands to make a God , To which our Knees should bow ; You trust what cannot help it self , Statues have Sense like you . O House of Isr'ael , bless the Lord , Ye Priests his praise proclaim : Bless him ye Levites , and let all That fear him do the same . 21 From Sion may his Songs of praise Sound forth with sweet accord ; He in this Holy City dwells , O praise this Highest Lord .
PSALM CXXXV . [ Another Metre . ] [ As the 148 Psalm . ]
YE Servants of the Lord , That Heav'n and Earth did frame ; Who at his Altar wait , Praise ye his Glorious Name . His Goodness do's To this invite ; His praise will give The best delight . Ye Isr'aelites are bound Greatly your God to bless ; Who unto Jacob did Such special Love express : Whose Children still To God are dear ; His Treasure and Peculiar care . In him all Glories meet , His Greatness knows no bound ; What other Gods do claim , In him alone is found . Who as at first He all things made ; Still rules o'er all , By all obey'd . All things in Heav'n above Are subject to his Will ; The Earth and Seas below His pleasure do fulfil . At his Command From the World's End , Vapours to frame The Clouds ascend . The dreadfull Flashes thence Of pointed Lightnings fly ; Those Fires remain unquench'd , Tho' mix'd with Rains they lie . He brings forth Winds That loudly blow , From Treasuries Which none can know .
Part II. He the First-born of Man And Beast in Egypt slew : Whose King and Court by plagues His wond'rous Power knew . Great Nations then And Kings he smote ; Sihon and Og Of greatest note . The Fate of Can'an's Kings And Kingdoms was the same , All conquer'd ; and their Land Our Heritage became . Thy Name and thy Memorial , For ever , Lord , Continue shall . Tho' God's own People may Suffer , when they offend ; At last their Sorrows will In their Salvation end : He 'll take the part Of those that mourn ; And all his wrath To kindness turn . The Heathen Idols are Of vile Materials made : Tho' by Man's Art with Gold Or Silver overlaid . He forms a Mouth , An Eye or Ear Which cannot speak , Nor see , nor hear . Fond men ! to what their hands Have made , their Knees to bend ; Much more to trust in what Cannot it self defend : Brutes that have Life Are better for ; You without Sense Like Statues are . O Isr'ael bless the Lord ; Ye Priests his praise proclaim ; Let Levi's House , and all That fear him do the same . From Sion sing With one accord ; There God resides , Praise ye the Lord .
PSALM CXXXVI . [ As the 148 Psalm . ] GIve thanks unto the Lord , Who is so kind and good ; Whose Mercies firmly last , As they have ever stood . To this great King All Gods do bow , Angels above And Pow'rs below . His works our wonder raise ; The Heav'ns his wisdom made ; And he th' outstretched Earth Above the Waters laid ? He made the Sun The Day 's great Light ▪ The Moon and Stars To rule the Night . Egypt' s First-born he smote And by his pow'rfull Hand He brake off Isr'ael's Yoke , And brought them from that Land . His Mercies shown To Ages past , Eternally Shall spring and last . The parted Sea made way For Israel to pass ; There the pursuing Host Of Phar'oh drowned was . His People through The Desert led By Miracles Were daily fed . Kings that oppos'd their way ; Sihon and Og he smote ; And made their fruitfull Land Fall to his Peoples Lot . His Mercies shown To Ages past , Eternally Shall spring and last . He sav'd us when our State Was low and sore opprest ; Food to all flesh he gives , The God of Heav'n be blest , Whose Mercies shown To Ages past , Eternally Shall spring and last .
PSALM CXXXVI . [ Another Metre . ] [ As the 113 Psalm . ]
REnder , and oft your thanks repeat To God who is as Good as Great : To every Age his Meroy's sure . To him your chearfull Praises sing , Whom Angels worship as their King : Whese Mercy always do's endure . To him , whom highest Princes own , By low prostrations at his Throne : To every Age his Merey's sure . To him , whose wond'rous Works declare His Pow'r to be beyond compare : Whose Mercy always do's endure . His Wisdom , when the Heav'ns you view , Their Brightness and their Order shew : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . To him , who laid the Seas below The Earth , which they can ne'er o'erflow : Whose Mercy always do's endure . To him , who out of Night's dull shade , To cheer the World , great Lights has made : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . The Sun , that gives us quick'ning heat , And Light , out Labours to compleat : His Mercy always do's endure . The Moon and Stars , when down we lie For our Repose , its place supply : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . To him , who by a Vengeance due , All the First-born in Egypt slew : Whofe Mercy always do's endure . Then Isr'el , whom they long detain'd In cruel Bondage , freedom gain'd : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . All this by a strong hand was done , A Pow'r none could resist or shun : His Mercy always do's endure .
Part II. When after this , fear seiz'd their hearts , The Red-sea severed into parts : To every Age his Mercy 's sure , And like a Wall on either hand , Till they pass through , the Waters stand : His Mercy always do's endure . Here hardened Phar'oh and his Host That follow'd them , were sunk and lost : To every Ate his Mercy 's sure . His People , thro' the Desart led , By Miracles were daily fed : His Mercy always do's endure . He smote great Kings , that did withstand Their passage to the promis'd Land : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . Tho' fam'd for prowess , they could gain No Victories , but all were slain : His Mercy always do's endure . Sihon , for War of greatest note , King of fierce Amorites , he smote : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . And Bashan's Tyrant Og o'ercame , For height , a Gyant of great Name : His Mercy always do's endure . To give their Land he did engage For a perpetual Heritage : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . This Heritage fell to our Lot Who had not then our God forgot : Whose Mercy always do's endure . Who pity'd our sed State , when Sin , Might have thrown out , whom he brought in : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . And when subdu'd , oft heard our Cries , And sav'd us from our Enemies : His Mercy always do's endure . He satisfies all flesh with food ; All Creatures wants supplies with good : To every Age his Mercy 's sure . Then with the highest Notes of Praise : Our thanks to Heav'n's great God let 's raise : Whose Mercy always do's endure . To thee O Father , to the Son , And Holy Ghost , blest Three in one , Whom we as God alone adore ; Glory that was of old be giv'n , By all on Earth , and all in Heav'n , Now , and till Time shall be no more .
PSALM CXXXVII . [ At the 100 Psalm . ] AS by Euphrates Streams we sat , Reflecting on our Miseries , And Sion call'd to mind ; that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes . Silence became our Sorrows best , And so our Harps remain'd unstrung ; And since our Joys were at an End , Neglected on the Willows hung . Then those who laid our Cities waste , Whose inslav'd Captives now we were , To entertain their Mirth , requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear . How can we in this Exile State , ( Our Hearts , as our Condition , sad ) Anthems of Praises to our God Sing , onely for to make you glad ? No ; rather than profane thy Songs , Or I my Harp employ so ill , Whilst Sion mourns ; may my right hand Be quite benumb'd , or lose its skill . Whom we as God alone adore ; Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth , and all in Heav'n , Now , and till Time shall be no more .
PSALM CXXXVII . [ At the 100 Psalm . ] AS by Euphrates Streams we sat , Reflecting on our Miseries , And Sion call'd to mind ; that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes , Silence became our Sorrows best , And so our Harps remain'd unstrung ; And since our Joys were at an End , Neglected on the Willows hung . Then those who laid our Cities waste , Whose inslav'd Captives now we were , To entertain their Mirth , requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear . How can we in this Exile State , ( Our Hearts , as our Condition , sad ) Anthems of Praises to our God Sing , onely for to make you glad ? Nor rather than profane thy Songs , Or I my Harp employ so ill , Whilst sion mourns ; may my right hand Be quite benumb'd , or lose its skill . May I be dumb and find no voice , ( Unless thy ruines to deplore ) And find no Joy ; It 's all prosane , Till God Jerusalom restore . Forget not then th' accursed Race Of Edom , Lord , who without pity , Rejoyeing o'er its ruines , cry'd , " Rase the Foundations of the City . Nor boast too much proud Babylon , whose turn to be destroy'd do's hasts ; O may he prosper , who repays What 's done to us , and lays thee waste . Blest Hand ! that from their Mother's breasts Spares not to snatch thy little ones ; And harm from savage Race prevents , By dashing them against the Stones .
PSALM CXXXVIII . TO magnify the Lord , my Soul Thy best affections raise ; Angels shall hear my Songs , and be The Partners of my praise . Within thy Church thy constant Truth And Goodness I 'll proclaim : These raise my Wonder , and advance The Glories of thy Name . In my distress to thee I cry'd ; And thou my Pray'r didst hear : Thou didst support me with thy strength , And with thy Comforts cheer . Kings shall thy promis'd goodness know , And take occasion thence , To ptaise thy Mercy , and admire Thy ways of Providence . God from his high and glorious Throne The lowly views and owns ; But scorns the proud , and on their height With Indignation frowns . Thy former Kindnesses prevent My fears , when in distress ; Thy hand shall save me from my Foes , Thy Pow'r their wrath repress . Thy never-sailing Goodness will Compleat what is begun ; O never suffer thine own Work , Nor me to be undone .
PSALM CXXXIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LORD , when I have to do with thee , In vain l seek to be conceal'd . Thou know'st me perfectly , to thee My very thoughts are all reveal'd . Both when I sit and when I rise , My walking and my lying down ; To thee my works and all my words , Better than to my self are known . On every side within the reach Of thine incircling Arm I lie : Whose force I neither can resist , Nor scape the notice of thine Eye . Whither can I retire , and find A Place where God do's never come ? His Glories I should meet in Heav'n , His Pow'r , had I in Hell a Room . Could I remove to th' utmost Sea , Wing'd with the swiftest morning ray ; Thy hand , that thither must support My flight , would my abode betray ; If o'er my Sins I think to draw , The blackest Curtains of the Night ; All will be clear to thee ; for what We Darkness call , to thee is Light . My inmost Reins by thee possest , With all th' affections seated there ; To thee that mad'st those hidden Springs Within the Womb , must needs appear . In all thy Works , O Lord , I see The Footsteps of thy wond'rous skill ; And , to excite my Praise , I find Within my self more Wonders still .
Part II. Unseen by all , when form'd within The dark Recesses of the Womb ;

Before the fine Embroidery Of Parts was to perfection come : In that rude Mass , thou didst discern The daily growth of every part ; And what th' Eternal mind had fram'd , Was copied out , with curious Art , Lord , I admire the various thoughts , And the wise Counsels of thy mind ; Their Summ is infinite ; yet all Are dear to me , because they 're kind , Their Number 's greater than the Sand ; Which whilst my busy thoughts run o'er , I sleep : and find when I awake , I 'm onely where I was before . I 'm sure that their Destruction's near , Who wickedly 'ganst me combine ; Hence then , ye bloody-minded Men , Nor your own ruine seek in mine . Thy Foes they are , who use thy Name Intended mischiefs to disguise ; And boldly call God in , to vouch For all their Calumnies and Lyes , Do not I , Lord , detest and hate Such as oppose thy Laws and thee ? I loath their perfectly , and count My self their utter Enemy . Lord , since my thoughts accuse me not Of living in a false Disguise ; I 'm less afraid to undergo The Tryal of thy piercing Eyes . Search me , and where thou see'st that I Unwillingly have done amiss , Correct my Errours , and reduce My wandrings to the way of Bliss .

PSALM CXXXIX . [ Another Metre . ]
WHen , Lord , I deal with thee , in vain I seek to be conceal'd ; Thou know'st me perfectly , my thoughts To thee are all reveal'd . Both when I sit and when I rise , Walking and lying down ; My works and words , better to thee Than to my self are known . Ever within the reach of thine Incircling Arm I lie ; Whose force I neither can resist , Nor scape thy piercing Eye . In vain , where God do's never come , I seek to find a Seat ; For plac'd in Hell , thy Pow'r ; in Heav'n , Thy Glories I should meet . Could I remove to th' utmost Sea , Wing'd with the Mornings ray ; Thy hand that must support my flight , Would my abode betray . If o'er my Sins I think to draw The Curtains of the Night ; All 's clear to thee , for what we call Darkness , to thee is Light . My Reins by thee possess'd , with all Th' affections seated there , To thee that mad'est within the Womb Those hidden Springs , appear . In all thy Works , O Lord , I see Footsteps of wond'rous skill ; And in my self , t' excite my Praise , I find more Wonders still .
Part II. When form'd unseen , within the Dark Recesses of the Womb ; Before th' Embroidery of parts Was to perfection come : In that rude Mass , thou did'st discern The growth of every part ; And what th' Eternal mind had fram'd , Was drawn with curious Art . Lord , I admire the various thoughts And Counsels of thy mind ; Their Summ is infinite , yet dear To me , because they 're kind . Their Number 's greater than the Sand , Which whilst my thoughts run o'er , I sleep ; and find when I awake , I 'm where I was before . God will destroy those wicked men , Who 'gainst my Life combine ; Hence then ye men of blood ; nor your Own ruine seek in mine . Thy Foes they are ; who under shews Of Piety disguise Intended mischiefs ; and would make God vouch for all their Lyes , Do not I hate such as oppose Thy holy Laws and thee ? I loath them perfectly , and count My self their Enemy . Lord , since my thoughts accuse me not , T' have liv'd in false disguise ; I 'm lest afraid to undergo , The Tryal of thine Eyes . Search me , and where unwillingly Thou see'st l 've done amiss ; Coorrect , and lead my wand'ring steps Into the way of Bliss .
PSALM CXL [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
LORD , save me from the Man who bears A wicked and a cruel mind : Such are my Foes , whose hearts are set On mischief , and for War combin'd . A deadly wound unto my Name They give , whom falsly they accuse : No Serpents Tongue or Adders Teeth Poyson more surely do's infuse . Once more I therefore pray thee , Lord , To save me from the wickeds pow'r : And from their violent Attempts , Who seek t' undo me every hour . The Hunters and ' the Fowlers skill In laying Toils and secret Shares , Do's not exceed ' their Wiles , who think They 're sure to seize me unawares . Thus destitute of Pow'r or Aids I can implore from any Friend ; By humble Pray'r my self to thee , My sole Protector , I commend . On thee for strength I must rely , Thee onely for my Saviour own ; By thee I fought securely , when Armour and Helmet I had none ,
Part II Grant not , O Lord , what wicked men Would have , nor with a good event Favour their mischievous designs , Lest they grow proud and insolent . May all the poys'nous Calumnies , By those that now beset me , thrown ; With their laborious Lyes , contriv'd To work my ruine , prove their own . Of stand'rous Tongues , which burn like Coals Of Fire , may they tho Torment have ; And all their Mischiefs , like deep Pits Digg'd for my fall , be their own grave . Falshood and , base Detraction Will bring th' advanced Sinner low ; And Acts of unjust Violence Pursue him to his overthrow . Whom men oppress , I know that God Will pity , and their Cause maintain : And right the wronged poor , who here Expect to be redress'd in vain . he Righteous sure will not forget Due praises to his Name to give : For th' upright by God's Care upheld , Shall in his Favour ever live .
PSALM CXLI
TO my importunate requests Lord , lend a gracious Ear ; And as my Danger calls aloud , To succour me appear . O let my Pray'rs like sweet perfumes Up to thy Presence rise ; And find acceptance , equal to An Evening Sacrifice , Lord , make me carefully to watch The Motions of my Tongue ; That no intemperate Speech may show Inpatient sense of wrong . Let not my heart incline , much less Engage in Works of Sin ; Nor let the wicked's Delicates Me to their practice win . Better to meet severe rebukes From those that , Goodness love : Their wise reproofs , tho' smarting , will A real kindness prove . No precious Ointments , to the Head So sweet and gratefull are ; But to avoid mischievous ways , I 'll make my daily Pray'r .
Part II. How free from Malice is my Soul , Saul's Captains witness bear ; Who at the stony Rocks descent , Did my mild Language hear . To us the favour of a Grave Their rage will not allow ; Scatter'd and broke we lie , like ground Divided by the Plough . But Lord , mine Eyes on thee are fix'd , My Trust is in thee still : Do not abandon me to those That seek my Blood to spill . Tho subtil Plots to ruine me Like snares the wicked lay ; Save me from those that would my Life To cruel hands betray . May all their Gins for others laid Themselves alone insnare : Whilst I escape the Nets they spread , By God's preserving Care .
PSALM CXLII WITH servent Cries I did implore God's succour and relief : In long and sad Complaints to him Unbosom'd all my grief ; From all the straits I 'm in , God knows A way for me t' escape : In every Path of mine , is laid A secret Snare and Trap. I look on every side , and find All hopes of safety gone : Whilst all are careless of my Life , Or fearfull of their own . My Cries to thee , O Lord , shall tell What trust I have in thee : Thou my sure refuge whilst I live , My Portion thou shalt be . Regard my low Estate , and from My Persecutors save ; Whose hope in God is less than mine , But much more Pow'r they have . From this sad Prison set me free , That I may praise thy Name ; Then all good Men shall joyn with me God's kindness to proclaim .
PSALM CXLIII .
REgard the fervent Pray'rs I make , The Hopes I have in thee ; And , Lord , according to thy Truth And Goodness answer me . Let not my failing be before Thy strict Tribunal try'd ; For , Lord , if thou should'st be severe , None could be justify'd . See how my Life 's pursu'd , for me No safety can be found , Forced to lie in Caves , like one That 's buried under ground . Grief has so overwhelm'd my Soul , That stupid I am grown ; With horrour and amazement seiz'd , My strength is overthrown . This onely serves , to raise me up As I am sinking lower ; To call to mind thy former works , And lean upon pow'r . I 'll ne'er cease asking till my soul Shall thy refreshments gain ; Thy mercy which I gasp for more , Than thirsty ground for Rain .
Part II. My spirits sink while thou delay'st th' assistance I would have ; If God still frown on my requests , 'T will sink me to the Grave . The Night is witness of my Tears , O let the joyfull Morning tell Thy Kindness towards me . Lord , be my Guide that I may find Be thou my refuge from their pow'r , Who seek my overthrow . Teach me , my God , to do thy will ; And let thy Spirit of Love , Conduct me in the paths that lead To Happiness above . Revive my fainting Soul , thy Name And Honour to advance ; Thy Faithfulness will brightly shine In my deliverance . That my vexation from my Foes May have a gracious End ; Destroy the Authors of my woes , For I on thee depend .
PSALM CXLIV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
BLest be the Lord , die God of Might , Who gives me strength and skill to fight . He is my Goodness , Tow'r and Fort , Delive'rer , shield and safe resort . My trust 's in him ; 't was he compell'd Those to be subject who rebell'd . I am amaz'd the great God can Honour so much a poor weak Man . Vain Man ! whose Glories quickly fade , Whose Life do's vanish like a shade . Our Foes will soon their weakness own , When th' Heav'ns make way , and God comes down . Their ruine's sure , that God provoke , Whose touch makes proudest Mountains His pointed Lightnings will create smoke . Such fears , their force will dissipate . Lord , rid me by thy Heav'nly aid , From foreign Pow'rs that me invade ; Like swelling Waves their Numbers stand , Threat'ning to overflow the Land . Whose Words and Oaths will bear no Weight , But break all Faith their Right-hands plight . I 'm sav'd ; and on my Psaltery Will sing new Songs of Praise to thee .
Part II. In God alone the Victories Of Kings , and all their safety lies : I 'm ever bound to praise the Lord , Who sav'd me from the hurtfull Sword . Still save and rid me by thine aid , From foreign Pow'rs that me invade : Whose Words and Oaths are vain and light , Who break all Faith their Right-hands plight . May all things flourish with our peace ; Our Sons like Plants in their increase : Our Daughters fair and proper grow , As polish'd pillars beaut'eous show . Our Garners full produce all store , Our num'erous Flocks increase to more . Our Oxen strong for Labour be Our Land from all invasions free . No Cries of mournfull Exiles meet , Nor no Complaints in any Street . Blest People ! whom such Favours crown , Thrice blest ! whom God for His do sown .
PSALM CXLV . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
I Will extoll thy sacred Name , Thou King of Saints and God of Love : I 'll bless thee daily now ; 't will be My work eternally above . Our Praises should be high like thee , Whose Greatness all our thoughts exceeds . And what one Age do's not confine , The next shall tell thy mighty Deeds . I 'll shew the Glories of thy State , And thy amazing Works proclaim : All men that hear my Songs of Praise , Shall gladly join to do the same . And like the unexhausted Springs Of mercy , so their Joys shall flow ; Their Tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thine abundant Goodness show . Thou , Lord , art full of Grace and Love ; To Anger flow , but glad to spare ; To all thy Creatures thou art kind , O'er all thy tender Mercies are . Thou , Lord , from all these Works of thin● Some thankfull Tribute do'st receive ; But where their Powers fail , thy Praise Among thy Saints shall ever live . These happy Subjects to declare Thy Kingdom 's Glory never cease ; That men the Triumphs of thy Grace May know , and all thy pow'r confess .
Part II. Thy Kingdom , Lord , shall ever stand , Tho' often undermin'd in vain : Oppressed Goodness is sustain'd By thee ; when falling , rais'd again . All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of seasonable Food : Thy open-handed Bounty fills Their longings with desired Good . God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways and works appear : He gives kind Answers to their Pray'rs That call on him and are sincere . There 's none that fear him need complain , That they in vain have fought his aid : He hears their Cries when in distress , And saves them when they are afraid . God's preservation shall reward The good Man's duty and his love ; But the bold Crimes of wicked Men , Shall at the length their ruine prove . Mean while thy Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy cheerfull Praises to proclaim ; Let all the World adore thy Pow'r , And ever bless thy Holy Name .
PSALM CXLV . [ Another Metre . ]
THY Sacred Name I will advance , My King , and God of Love : I 'll bless thee now , 't will be my work Eternally above . Our Praises should be high like thee , whose Greatness all exceeds ; One Age t' another shall declare , And praise thy mighty Deeds . I 'll shew the Glories of thy State , Thy wond'rous Works proclaim ; All men that hear my Songs of Praise , Shall joyn to do the same . And as thy Mercy ever springs , So shall their comforts flow : Their tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thy great Goodness show . Thou , Lord , art slow to wrath , but full Of Love , and glad to spare ; To all thy Creatures kind , o'er all Thy tender Mercies are . Some thankfull Tribute , Lord , from all Thy works thou do'st receive ; But where they fail , thy Praise among The Saints shall ever live . Thy Kingdoms Glory to declare These Subjects never cease ; That Men thy wond'rous Grace may know And all thy Pow'r confess .
Part II. Thy Kingdom , Lord , shall ever stand , Tho' undermin'd in vain ; Goodness is stay'd by thee , when weak When falling , rais'd again . All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of daily Food ; Thy open-handed Bounty fills All their desires with good . God's Goodness and Fidelity , In all his ways appear ; He gives kind Answers unto such As pray , and are sincere . There 's none that fear him need complain They 've sought in vain his Aid ; He hears their Cries when in distress , And saves them when afraid . God's care and Preservation Rewards the good Man's love ; But the bold Crimes of wicked Men ; At length their ruine prove . Mean while my Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy Praises to proclaim ; Let all the World adore thy Pow'r , And ever bless thy Name .
PSALM CXLVI . MY Soul to praise the highest Lord Thy best affections raise : For whilst I live my God shall be The Subject of my Praise . Vain are our hopes from mighty Kings ; Whose Glories at their Death Sink to the Grave ; and all their thoughts Do vanish with their Breath . Happy is he , who in that God That made the World do's trust ; Which World may sooner fail , than he Cease to be good and just . He rights the injur'd , and defends The good Man's cause oppress'd ; He feeds the hungry , and by him The Pris'ners are releas'd . He cures the Blind , and sorrow from Dejected Souls removes ; And by his special Care protects , The righteous whom he loves . Strangers and Widows he preserves , He do's the Orphans own ; As for the wicked's prosp'rous State , He turns it upside down . This mighty King shall ever reign , As he do's ever live ; Let all the World he rules , to him Eternal Praises give .
PSALM CXLVII . [ As the 100 Psalm . ]
O Blest Employment of out Lives To praise the God whom we adore ; How gratefull to our selves and him ! Nothing becomes a good Man more . The Lord of Old the broken State Of Captive Isr'ael did repair ; The sorrowfull and broken hearts He binds and heals with tender care . He numbers all the Stars , and knows What vertue comes to us from thence ; For 't is from him they borrow all Their lustre and their influence . Unsearchable his Wisdom is , His Pow'r so great it knows no bound ; He raises up the meek , and throws The stubborn Sinners to the ground . To God your cheerfull Praises sing , Whose Bounty all things do's maintain : Who covers Heav'n with watry Clouds , And for the Earth prepares the Rain . He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains , which are parch'd and dry . Wild Beasts are fed without our Care , And the young Ravens when they cry . He in the Nimbleness and Strength Of Horse or Man takes no delight : It 's onely Fear and stedfast Faith In God , his Favour do's invite .
Part II. O blest Jerusalem ! sing praise Unto thy God , and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount , in joyfull Hymns To all his Truth and Goodness tell . It 's he thy City made so strong , Th' Assaults of Foes it now defies ; His Blessing thine Inhabitants To a vast Number multiplies . Thy Borders , from Incursions free , Are setled all in quiet peace ; And thy fair Fields the choicest Wheat Yields to an envied increase .

All Creatures hast t' obey his word ; Like softest Wool he sends the Snows : His Chrystal Ice-like Morsels casts , And the Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows . None can endure his piercing cold ; But at his word warm Winds do blow ; Then Rocks of Ice are soon dissolv'd , And the congealed Waters flow . All see these Works ; to Israel He greater Favour 's do's afford ; The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws they have : Praise ye the Lord .

PSALM CXLVII . [ Another Metre . ]
HOW well are we employ'd , to praise The Lord whom we adore ! How gratefull to our selves and him ! Nothing becomes us more . The Lord of Old the broken State Of Isr'ael did repair : The sorrowfull and broken hearts He heals with greatest Care . He numbers all the Stars , and knows What vertue comes from thence ; For 't is from him they borrow all Their light and influence . Unsearchable his Wisdom is , His Pow'r admits no bound : He raises up the meek , and throws Proud Sinners to the ground . To God your cheerfull Praises sing , That all things do's maintain : Who covers Heav'n with Clouds , and for The Earth prepares the Rain . He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains , parch'd and dry : Wild Beasts need not our care , he feeds Young Ravens when they cry . No Horses strength , or nimble Legs Of Man , are his delight : It 's onely Fear and trust in God His Favour do's invite .
Part II. O blest Jerusalem ! sing praise To God , and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount , in Hymns to all His Truth and Goodness tell . So strong thy City 's made , th' Assaults Of Foes it now defies ; And vastly thine Inhabitants His Blessing multiplies . Thy Borders , from Incursions free ; Are setled all in peace ; Thy Fields the choicest Wheat produce , T' an envied increase . All Creatures hast t' obey his Word : Like Wool he sends the Snows ; His Chrystal Ice like Morsels casts , Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows . None can abide his piercing Cold : He bids warm Winds to blow ; Then Rocks of Ice dissolve , and soon Congealed Rivers flow . All see these Works ; to Israel More Grace he did afford : The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws . Praise ye the Lord .
PSALM CXLVIII . TO laud the Heav'nly King Let all their Voices raise : Ye Angels , first begin The Great Creator's Praise . Let Sun and Moon , And every Star , His Glory show That 's brighter far . Ye Regions of the Air , And watry Clouds that move Within the liquid Sky , Praise ye the Lord above : Whose pow'rfull Word Made you to be ; And fixt your bounds By his Decree . All that the Earth do's bear , Whales in the Depths conceal'd : Lightnings and Hail and Snow , Vapours to Ice congeal'd : The stormy Winds Rais'd at his Will , Which at his Word Are calm'd and still . Praise him ye Mountains high , And Hills that lower are ; Cedars with lofty Heads , And Trees that fruits do bear : Beasts that in Fields Or Pastures lie ; Both creeping things , And Fowls that fly . Ye Kings that Sceptres sway , People of meaner Birth ; Princes that rule the world , And Judges of the Earth . Let every Sex And every Age , To praise the Name Of God engage . His Glories alt that shines In Heay'n and Earth excell ; He special Mercy show'd T' his People Israel : A People dear And highly rais'd : His Holy Name Be ever prais'd .
PSALM CXLIX . [ As the 100 Psalm . ] PRaise God ; and let your Songs be new , As he fresh favours daily grants ; Publish your Joys by Hymns of Praise , Among th' Assemblies of his Saints . Let Isr'ael whom he made , rejoyce ; Since his peculiar People made ; Let Sion's Children , whom he rules As their great King , be much more glad . Dances are proper to express The inward Motions of their Joy ; And to set off melodious Songs , Their Harps and Timbrels to employ . God's Kindness to his People will Engage his Care their good t' advance : He 'll beautify the Meek , and make Them great by his Deliverance . And like the Glory of his Saints , Their Triumphs should be great and high ; And God's loud Praises will become Their Beds , in which they quiet lie . These Psalms of Praises in their Mouths , Whilst their Hands wield a two edg'd Sword ; Will courage and assurance give , To fight the Battles of the Lord . They 'll conquer , and with just revenge The Heathen's insolence chastise ; Their fetter'd Nobles captive lead , Make chained Kings become their prize . Such Judgments long ago foretold , Shall God upon the Heathen bring : Such Honour all his Saints shall have , And praising Hallelujah's sing .
PSALM CL. PRaise God within that sacred Place Where he his Grace bestows ; Your wondering thoughts to Heaven raise Where he his Glory shows . Let all his mighty Acts of Pow'r Your inward Passions move ; That your acknowledgments may suit The Greatness of his Love . Musicks soft Notes , and louder sounds Of Instruments imploy , T' excite Devotion , and attend The Triumphs of your Joy . Since all to this Creator owe That breath by which they live ; Let every thing that breaths , to him Their cheerfull Praises give . The End of the Psalms .
HYMNS Taken out of the NEW TESTAMENT ; Or , used in the Church-Service .
HYMN I. Benedictus . [ The Song of Zachary , Luke 1. 68. ] LET Isr'ael's pow'rfull God and King Eternally be blest ; Who came from Heav'n to visit us , And all our Bonds releas'd In David's House a Saviour rais'd To sit upon his Throne ; This , ever since the World began His Prophets have foreshown . That he would save us from the Hand ; Of all that did us hate : The Mercy to perform , for which Our Fathers long did wait . Remembring all his Truth engag'd By ' a Holy Covenant ; His solemn Oath to Abra'ham sworn ; His Grace that he would grant ; To serve him without fear , from all Our Adversaries free'd ; And to continue all our days A Holy Life to lead . And thou , blest Child , to this high Lord Shalt have a Prophet's place ; Like a preparing Harbinger Shalt go before his Face . By the Remission of Men's sins To make Salvation known . God's tender Mercy , when this Sun Arose , to all was shown . He will our sad and dismal State With Light and Comfort bless ; And guide our Feet into the way Of Peace and Happiness .
HYMN II. Magnificat . [ As the 25 Psalm . ] [ The Song of the Bl. Virgin , Luke 1. 46. ] MY Soul doth magnify the Lord , Transports of Joy my Spirits raise ; And God my Saviour shall be The Subject of my Song of Praise . For to his humble Handmaids state He shew'd regard , when 't was deprest : All Ages shall from henceforth judge Me happy , and shall call me Blest . He that is Great hath done to me Great things , and holy is his Name : His Mercy through all Ages is To them that fear him still the same . He with his Arm his strength hath shew'd , Confounded what the proud Men thought ; Put down the mighty from their Seat , And rais'd them who were set at nought . He fill'd the hungry Souls with good ; The full and rich for want complain'd ; His Mercy he has call'd to mind , And Israel his help has gain'd . The Promise to our Fathers made So long before , in which God stood Engag'd to Abra'ham and his Seed , Is all performed and made good .
HYMN III. Nunc Dimittis . [ The Song of Simeon , Luke 2. 29. ] I Now can leave this World , and die In Peace and quiet Rest ; Since that mine Eyes , O Lord , have been With thy Salvation blest . The Prophecies are all fulfill'd , Thy Promises are true ; And thy mysterious Love disclos'd In all the Peoples view . All the dark Shadows fly away , Now this bright Sun appears ; Whose saving Health the Gentile World With unknown Comfort cheers . Well may the long expected sight Make Isr'ael's Joys abound ; Before with special Favours grac'd , But now with Glory crown'd .
HYMN IV. [ Taken out of the Revelations . ] [ As the 25 Psalm . ]
Rev. 19 . v. 5 . YE faithfull Servants of the Lord , See that his Name ye celebrate ; And ye that fear him sing aloud Praises to God both small and great . Ch. 4 . v. 8 . Most Holy , Holy , Holy Lord Almighty's his adored Name ; Who was before all time , and is , And ever shall be still the same . v. 11. All Glory , Pow'r and Honour , thou Alone art worthy to receive : For all things by thy Pow'r were made , All by and for thy Pleasure live . Ch. 5 . v. 12 . To thee , O spotless Lamb of God , Riches and Pow'r of Right belong , Wisdom and Honour , conqu'ring strength , Glory and every praising Song . v. 9 . Thou , for to expiate our Sins Wast slain , and by thy precious Blood , From every Nation Tribe and Tongue , Thou hast redeemed us to God . v. 10 . From thee , to be both Kings and Priests To God , the Privilege we gain ; And shall hereafter be advanc'd , With thee , O Christ , on Earth to reign . v. 13 . Blessing and Honour , Glory , Pow'r , Ever by all in Earth , and Heav'n To him that sits upon the Throne , And to the Lamb of God be giv'n .
Part II. Ch. 15 . v. 3 . O thou great Ruler of the World , Thy glorious Works our wonder raise ; Thou ever-blessed King of Saints , How true and righteous are thy ways ! v. 4 . Who would not fear , and glorify Thy Name , thou onely Holy one ? Th' whole World will come and worship thee , To whom thy Judgments are made known . Ch. 11 . v. 15 Now o'er the Kingdoms of this World God and his Christ as King do's reign ; Whose Pow'r , that for his Rule made way , His Conquests ever will maintain . v. 17 We give thee thanks , Almighty Lord , Which art , and wast , and art to come ; Who hast exerted thy great Pow'r , And for thy Victories made room . v. 18 Let th' angry Nations rage ; thy wrath blood Is come ; and it 's thy time to rain Down Judgments , and t' avenge the Of Martyrs barbarously slain . And now thy suffe'ring Servants , Lord , Great Saints and Prophets thou 'lt regard ; And all that fear thy Name , tho' here Despis'd shall have a great reward . All thy just vengeance will applaud On them , who all their Pow'r imploy'd , To turn the Earth t' a Field of Blood ; Their turn now comes to be destroy'd . Ch. 12. Salvation to the Saints is come ; v. 10 . God's strength and mighty aids appear , T' advance his Kingdom among Men , Who all the Pow'r of Christ revere . He that before the Lord accus'd The Brethren with false Calumnies , Is now cast head-long down , and none Give credit longer to his Lyes . v. 11 He 's conquer'd by the Blood of Christ , And by their witness to his word : start from here tomorrow These valued not their Lives , but dy'd For Love unto their dearest Lord . v. 12 Ye heav'nly Spirits above , rejoyce ; But woe to th' Earth below ; whose hurt The Dev'il with utmost rage contrives , Knowing his time to do't's but short . Ch. 19.v.1 Salvation to our God belongs , Glory and Honour are his due ; His Pow'r supreme , and all proclaim His Judgments to be just and true . v. 2 He the great Whore has judg'd , which did Corrupt with Idols every Land ; And has aveng'd the crying Blood Of his slain Servants at her hand . v. 6 Now let both Heav'n and Earth aloud Their praising Hallelujah's sing ; For the Lord God Almighty reigns , And shews himself a glorious King . v. 17 In Honour of the Lamb of God , Let 's triumph on his Nuptial day ; The time is come , and his chast Bride Stands ready drest in rich Array .
HYMN V. Te Deum . [ As the 25 Psalm . ]
O God we praise thee , and we own Thee to be Lord and King alone . All the whole Earth doth worship thee , Thou Father from Eternity . To thee all Angels loudly cry , The Heav'ns and all the Pow'rs on high ; Cherubs and Seraphins proclaim , And cry thrice Holy to thy Name . Lord God of Hosts , thy presence bright Fills Heav'n and Earth with beauteous light . The Apostles glorious Company , The Prophet's Fellowship , praise thee . The crowned Martyrs Noble Host , The Holy Church in every Coast , Thine infinite perfections own , Father of Majesty unknown . Giving all Adoration Unto thy true and onely Son : And to the Holy Ghost , from whom As the sole Spring our Comforts come . O Christ , thou glorious King , we own Thee to be God's Eternal Son : Who our Deliv'rance to obtain , Did'st not the Virgins Womb disdain . When Death 's sharp sting destroy'd by thee Gave thee a glorious Victory ; Heav'ns Gate ; that Entrance had deny'd , To all Believers opened wide .
Part II Thou , Lord , at God's Right hand art plac'd , And with thy Father's Glory grac'd ; And we believe the Day will come , When thou as Judge shall pass our doom . Promote we pray thy Servants good , Redeemed with thy precious Blood ; Among thy Saints make them ascend To Glory that shall never End . Thy People with Salvation crown ; Bless those , O God , that are thine own : Govern and list them up on high . Thee , Lord , we dily magnify . Thy Name we worship and adore , Ever when time shall be more : Vouchsafe this Day to keep us pure ; From Harms and wilfull Sins secure . O let thy Mercy , Lord , descend On us , whose hopes on thee depend : Lord , since my Trust is fixt on thee , O let me ne'er confounded be .
The Angels Doxology , Luke 2. 14.
[ As the 25 Psalm . ] GLory to God in Heav'n above ; Let th' Earth below with Peace be blest : From the Divine Benignity , Greatest Good-will towards Men exprest .
[ To the common Tunes . ] GLory to God in Heav'n above , Let th' Earth with Peace be blest : From the Divine Benignity , Good-will tow'rds Men exprest .
[ As the 25 Psalm . ] GLory to God in Heav'n , Let th' Earth with Peace be blest : From the Divine Benignity , Good-will tow'rds Menexprest .
Gloria Patri .
[ As the 25 Psalm . ] TO thee , O Father , to the Son , And Holy Ghost whom we adore ; Be Glory , as it was of Old , Is now , and shall be evermore .
[ To the common Tunes . ] TO thee , O Father , to the Son ; And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old , is now , And shall this World survive .
[ As the 25 Psalm . ] TO thee , O Father , Son , And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old , is now , And shall this World outlive .
FINIS .
AN EXPLICATION OF Some WORDS Of less Common Use , For the Benefit of the Common People .

Words less common , Their Signification . OBtained Bold , daring . Kindness , bounty . Make renowned . Country's differing in length of days . Give one joy . Discredit . Lessening ones credit . Spreading wide . Disperse , scatter . Raise the value . Bury . Escape . Put forth . Yielding . Disgrace . Hasty , violent . Annoy , molest . Call upon Meaner Estate . Faulty , guilty Bodies of round form . Places out of view . To reverence . Unshapen matter . Bright , shining . Astonishing . Petitioner . Matter of Discourse . To slander , defame . To remove , carry . Never ceasing . Not changing . Never drawn dry .

A TABLE , To find any PSALM Knowing its Beginning .

A. Psalm . All People round the Earth your Ears ( 2n Met. ) 49 All the Earth's Praises to thy Name 8 As by Euphrates Streams we sat 137 B. Psalm . EEhold my troubles Lord 70 Behold , O Lord , my sinfull Soul — ( 2d Met. ) 51 Behold , O Lord , with savage Rage 79 Blest be the Lord the God of Might 144 Blest Fountain of my Joys , for thee - ( 2d Met. ) 42 Blest is the Man that fears the Lord 112 Blest is the Man whose fear of God 128 Blest is the Man whose tender Sense 41 Blest is the Man whose vertuous Steps 1 Bless thou the Lord my Soul , his name 103 Bless thou the Lord my Soul , to this - ( 2d Met ) 104 By cheerfull Praises to his Name 106 C. Psalm . CErtain it is that God is kind 73 Come let us all unite our Joys 95 Come let us with united Joys - ( 2d Met. ) 95 D. Psalm . DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing 45 Do not , O Lord , in our disiress 83 E. Psalm . EArly , O Lord , my fainting Soul 63 F. Psalm . FAlsly accus'd to thee I fly 17 Fools in their hearts have said , no God ( 2d Met. ) 14 G. Psalm . GIve thanks unto the Lord 136 God is my Saviour and my Light 27 God is my Shepherd who will see 23 God reigns , let all the Earth rejoyce — ( 2d Met. ) 97 God that so gracious a regard ( 2d Met. ) 116 God who my kind preserver is 34 Great Judge of all the World be thou ( 2d Met. ) 43 Great Praises to the greatest Lord 48 Great shepherd of good Jacob's Race 80 H. Psalm . HAD not the Lord our Cause espous'd 24 Hear me , O Lord , my sure Defence 28 Hear me , O Lord , the great Support 4 He 's happy , whom no wicked Mens - ( 2d Met. ) r He that has God for his retreat 91 He who makes God his sure retreat ( 2d Met. ) 91 How beauteous is the place where thou 84 How long shall I complain like one — ( 1st & 2d Met. ) 13 How well are we imploy'd topraise — ( 2d Met. ) 147 I. Psalm . Iall my Love on thee bestow 18 If thou Lord dost not rise and help 12 I 'll list mine Eyes unto the Hills 121 In Just displeasure for our Sins 60 In my distress my Pray'rs and Cries 77 I trust in God why should I then 11 It 's sure that God is kind to those - ( 2d Met. ) 73 I was resolv'd t' observe my ways - ( 2d Met. ) 39 I will extoll thy sacred Name 145 L. Psalm . LET all give thanks to God above 107 Let all the Earth their Voices raise ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 96 Let all the Earth with joy resound 66 Let all the Nations of the Earth 100 Let all the Nations of the World 117 Let all the People round the Earth . 49 Let none be envious when he sees 37 Let none be troubled to behold ( 2d Met. ) 37 Let th' Earth rejoyce since God do's reign 97 Let the Great God arise and then 68 Lord bow thine Ear to my requests 86 Lord every Age and Race has seen - ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 90 Lord hear me and from wicked Foes 64 Lord hear my Pray'r and do not hide 55 Lord hear my words attend the moans 5 Lord hear the Pray'rs and mournfull Cries 102 Lord hear the silent Moans and Sighs - ( 2d Met. ) 5 Lord I can suffer thy Rebukes 6 Lord I can well endure , when thou — ( 2d Met. ) 6 Lord if thou do'st not come and help - ( 2d Met. ) 12 Lord , I have no aspiring Thoughts 131 Lord let me know that happy Man 15 Lord look upon my sinfull Soul 51 Lord may the King with mighty Skill 72 Lord not to us but to thy Name ( 2n Met. ) 115 Lord save me from mine Enemies 59 Lord save me from the Man who bears 140 Lord since I trust in thee alone 57 Lord since my glorying is in thee 109 Lord thy Rebukes I can endure 38 Lord when I have to do with thee 139 M. Psalm . MAintin , O Lord , my injur'd Rights 35 May no defeated hopes disgrace 31 Mercy and Judgment Lord I 'll sing 101 My God my God why thus withdrawn 22 My God since thou hast rais'd me up 30 My heart , O God , is now prepar'd 108 My People to my words give Ear 78 My Soul's hest Pow'rs I will engag 11 My Soul bless thou the Lord , his Name ( 2d Met ) 103 My Soul doth wait on God 62 My Soul for ever bless the Lord 104 My Soul on God relies 71 My Soul to praise the highest Lord 146 N. Psalm . NOne knows like Judah God so well 76 Not unto us Lord , not to us 115 O. Psalm . O. all ye People clap your hands 47 O blest Employment of our Lives 147 O blest Societses'on Earth 133 G God my Saviour Night and Day 88 O God the Spring of all my Joys 42 O happy Companies on Earth - ( 2d Met. ) 133 O happy Man that fears the Lord - ( 2d Met. ) 112 O happy Man whom God forgives 32 O let us all give thanks to God 105 O Lord how joyfull is the King 21 O my good God in thee I trust - ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 7 O praise the Lord whom Ages past 118 O thou that in a glorious Throve 123 O what a plesant Work it is 92 P. Psalm . PLac'd on the Holy Hills God's Seat 87 Plead thou my Cause , O thou that know'st 26 Plung'd into Depths of Misery - ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 130 Praise God and let your Songs be new 149 Praise God within that sacred Place 150 Praise him to whom all Pow'r belongs 81 Praises in Sion wait for thee - ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 65 Preserve me Lord in thi s distress 16 R. Psalm . REgard , O Lord , my Pray'r and Cry 61 Regard the fervent Pray'rs I make 143 Rojoyce ye Righteous in the Lord - ( 2d Met. ) 33 Remember all the troubles Lord 132 Render , and oft your thanks repeat — ( 2d Met. ) 136 Renew your Songs to God , and tell 98 Rescue my Life in Mercy Lord 56 Resolv'd I was with care t' observe 39 S. Psalm . SAve me , O God , or else I 'm drown'd 69 Save me , O God , thy glorious Name 54 Shew mercy to us Lerd 67 Since God so tender a Regard 116 Since thou hast rais'd me I 'll extoll — ( 2d Met. ) 30 T. Psalm . TH' Almighty Lord is our Defence 46 The Earth's the Lord 's , to him belong 24 The Fools believe no God 53 The Fools believe there is no God 14 The Glorious Empire of the Lord 29 The Heavns whose beauteous Frame we see 19 The Lord do's reign and clothes himself - ( 2d Met. ) 93 The Lord do's reign and like a King 93 The Lord do's reign and on his Throne 99 The Lord my woatchfull Shepherd is - ( 2d Met. ) 23 The Lord to thy requests give ear 20 The mighty God and Lord of all 50 The Wonders Lord thon did'st of old 44 They that in God their confidence 125 They that repose their trust in God — ( 2d Met. ) 125 Thou great Avenger of all wrongs 135 Thou Righteous Judge of all the World 43 Thrice happy are those upright Men 119 Thus spake the Lord unto his Son — ( 1 & 2 Met. ) 110 Thy Mercy Lord has chang'd our doom 85 Thy sacred Name I will advance — ( 2d Met. 145 'T is good with Patience to attend 40 To God I make my Pray'r 25 To God whose care I 've ever been 120 To laud the heav'nly King 148 To magnisy the Lord my Soul 138 To my importunate requests 141 'T was no small Joy many to hear 122 U. Psalm . VAin mighty Man to vaunt it so 52 Unless God prosper it , all cost 127 W. Psalm . WE 'll never cease to thank our God 75 We that are Isr'alites may say 129 What Numbers Lord against me rise 3 Whtn God from bondage set us free 126 When God redeem'd our captive State ( 2d Met. ) 126 When I behold a Wicked Man 36 When Lord I deal with thee , in vain - ( 2d Met. ) 139 When the Great God had Ifr'els Seed 114 Why do the Heathen Nations rage 2 Why Lord do'st thou so far withdraw 10 Will God for ever cast off those 74 With all my Soul I 'll bless the Lord 9 With cheerfull heart I 'll ever sing 89 With fervent Cries I did implore 142