PSALM I. DONE INTO VERSE, 1653, BLESSED is the man who hath not walk'd astray Nor sinners in the assembly of just men. PSALM II. Done Aug. 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 I will declare: The Lord to me hath said, The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low With iron scepter bruis'd, and them disperse And now be wise at length, ye kings averse, If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere. PSALM III. Aug. 9, 1653. WHEN HE FLED FROM ABSALOM. LORD, how many are my foes! How many those, That in arms against me rise! That of my life distrustfully thus say; No help for him in God there lies. But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory, 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, Hast smote ere now On the cheek-bone all my foes, Of men abhorr'd Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows, PSALM IV. Aug. 10, 1653, ANSWER me when I call, And set at large; now spare, Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer. Great ones, how long will ye My glory have in scorn? How long be thus forborn 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 voice, what time to him I cry. Be aw'd and do not sin; Speak to your hearts alone, |