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Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days, Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea; My bed I water with my tears; mine eye
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
I’ the midst of all mine enemies that mark.
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my
My supplication with acceptance fair (prayer, The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd
With much confusion; then grown red with shame,
They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash’d.
PSALM VII. Aug. 14, 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.
Lord my God, to thee I fly,
like fire ;
So the assemblies of each nation
Judge me, Lord, be judge in this
But the just establish fast,
His arrows purposely made he
He digg'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
Then will I Jehovah's praise
PSALM VIII. Aug. 14, 1653.
And glorious is thy Name through all the earth! So as above the Heavens thy praise to set
Out of the tender mouths of latest birth.
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, To stint the enemy, and slack the avenger's brow,
That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. When I behold thy Heavens, thy finger's art,
The moon and stars which thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
O what is man that thou rememberest yet, And think'st upon him ; or of man begot,
That him thou visit'st, and of him art found ? Scarce to be less than Gods, thou madest his lot,
With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd.
O'er the works of thy hand thou madest him Lord,
Thou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All beasts that in the field or forest meet;
Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth. O Jehovah our Lord, how wonderous great And glorious is thy Name through all the earth!
APRIL, 1648. J. M. Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all, but what is within inverted commas,
words of the text, translated from the original.
I Thou Shepherd, that dost Israel - keep,'
Give ear in time of need,' Who leadest like a flock of sheep
• Thy loved’ Joseph's seed,
Between their wings outspread,'
And on our foes thy dread.'
2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,
And in Manasse's sight,
To'save us ' by thy might.'
To us,” O God, . vouchsafe;' Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And then we shall be safe.
How long wilt thou declare
Against thy people's prayer!
Their bread with tears they eat,
• Wherewith their cheeks are wet.' 6 A strife thou makest us' and a prey'
To every neighbour foe,
And flouts at us they throw.
O God of Hosts, vouchsafe,
And then we shall be safe.
Thy free love made it thine,'
To plant this lovely' vine.
And root it deep and fast,
And fill'd the land 'at last.' 10 With her green'shade that cover'd' all,'
The hills were overspread,'
Advanc'd their lofty head.'
Down to the sea she sent,
Her other branches went.'
2 Why hast thou laid her hedges low,
And broken down her fence,
· With rudest violence ?'
Up turns it by the roots, Wild beasts there browse, and make their food grapes
and tender shoots.'
From Heaven, thy seat divine,
And visit this 'thy' vine.
Hath set, and planted long,'
Thou hast made firm and strong. 16 But now it is consumed with fire,
And cut' with axes' down ;
At thy rebuke and frown.
Let thy 'good' hand be laid'
Strong for thyself hast made.
of sin and shame,' Quicken us thou, then gladly' we
Shall call upon thy Name.
Lord God of Hosts, vouchsafe ;'
PSALM LXXXI. 1 To God our strength sing loud, and clear,'
Sing loud to God our King,'
Loud acclamations ring.
The timbrel hither bring,
And harp with 'pleasant string.'