When he the nations doth enroll, That this man there was born. 7 Both they who sing and they who dance In thee fresh brooks and soft streams glance, PSALM LXXXVIII I LORD GOD, thou dost me save and keep, And all night long before thee weep, 2 Into thy presence let my prayer And to my cries, that ceaseless are, Thine ear with favour bend. 3 For, cloyed with woes and trouble store, Surcharged my soul doth lie; My life, at death's uncheerful door, Unto the grave draws nigh. 4 Reckoned I am with them that pass Down to the dismal pit; I am a 1 man but weak, alas! And for that name unfit, 5 From life discharged and parted quite Among the dead to sleep, And like the slain in bloody fight Them, from thy hand delivered o'er, Where thickest darkness hovers round, 7 Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves, ΤΟ 20 30 1 Heb. A man without manly strength. 1 Thou break'st upon me all thy waves, 8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange, Me to them odious, for they change, 9 Through sorrow and affliction great IO Wilt thou do wonders on the dead? And praise thee from their loathsome bed II Shall they thy loving-kindness tell 12 In darkness can thy mighty hand Of dark oblivion ? 13 But I to thee, O Lord, do cry And up to thee my prayer doth hie 14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake And hide thy face from me, 15 That am already bruised, and 2 shake Bruised and afflicted, and so low While I thy terrors undergo, Astonished with thine ire? 16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow; Thy threatenings cut me through: 17 All day they round about me go; Like waves they me pursue. 18 Lover and friend thou hast removed, They fly me now whom I have loved, 1 The Hebrew bears both. Heb.: Prae concussione. 40 50 бо 70 PSALM I Done into verse 1653 BLEST is the man who hath not walked astray ΙΟ PSALM II Done August 8, 1653-Terzetti WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations "Let us break off," say they, "by strength of hand, Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear, Their twisted cords." He who in heaven doth dwell Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them, then severe Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell And fierce ire trouble them. "But I," saith he, ΙΟ This day; ask of me, and the grant is made: As thy possession I on thee bestow The Heathen, and, as thy conquest to be swayed, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse Like to a potter's vessel shivered so." And now be wise at length, ye kings averse; Be taught, ye judges of the earth; with fear Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse With trembling; kiss the Son, lest he appear In anger, and ye perish in the way, If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere. Happy all those who have in him their stay. 20 PSALM III August 9, 1653 When he fled from Absalom LORD, how many are my foes! How many those That in arms against me rise! Many are they That of my life distrustfully thus say, The exalter of my head I count: Aloud I cried Unto Jehovah; he full soon replied, Was the Lord. Of many millions The populous rout I fear not, though, encamping round about, ΤΟ Rise, Lord; save me, my God! for thou Hast smote ere now On the cheek-bone all my foes, Of men abhorred Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows. 20 PSALM IV August 10, 1653 ANSWER me when I call, And set at large: now spare, My glory have in scorn? How long be thus forborne Still to love vanity? To love, to seek, to prize Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies? Yet know the Lord hath chose, Chose to himself apart, The good and meek of heart (For whom to choose he knows); Jehovah from on high Will hear my vioce what time to him I cry, Be awed, and do not sin; Speak to your hearts alone Upon your beds, each one, Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust, Many there be that say "Who yet will show us good? ΤΟ 20 |