100 20. The Lord's anointed, breath of our nostrils, he T Of whom we said, under his shadow we 21. Rejoice, O Edom's daughter! joyful be, be qu 22. And then thy sins, O Sion! shall be spent; 107 The Lord will not leave thee in banishment: Tor Thy sins, O Edom's daughter! he will see, es Post And for them pay thee with captivity. I. CHAP. V. REMEMBER, O Lord! what is fall'n on us; See and mark how we are reproached thus. 2. For unto strangers our possession ༣ Is turn'd, our houses unto aliens gone. 23 3. Our mothers are become as widows, we we drink and pay. 5. Our persecutors on our necks do sit; They make us travail, not intermit. 10 erT 7. Our fathers did these sins, and are no more; But we do bear the sins they did before. is thus, 8. They are but servants which do rule us 9. With danger of our life our bread we gat, 11. In Juda's cities they the maids abus'd By force, and so women in Sion us'd.. 12. The princes with their hands they hung; no grace Nor honour gave they to the elder's face. 13. Unto the mill our young men carried forbear; 15. Now is he crown fall'n from our head, and woe Be unto us, because we'ave sinned so: ་་་ ༡༠ 16. For this our hearts do languish, and for 30 17. Because Mount Sion desolate doth lie, stani yopi And foxes there do go at liberty,c'do H1N1 Soft 157? 18. But thou, O Lord! art ever; and thy thronets! My From generation to generation. 190 19. Why shouldst thou forget us eternally, Or leave us thus long in this misery?? 20. Restore us, Lord! to thee; that so we may s Return, and, as of old, renew our day." 21. For oughtest thou, O Lord! despise us thus,adw 22. And to be utterly enrag'd at us? 43 HYMN TO GOD, MY GOD, Mood IN MY SICKNESS. SINCE I am coming to that holy room Where with the choir of saints for evermore I shall be made thy music, as I come I tune the instrument here at the door, 'I'múst And what I must do then think here before. Whilst my physicians, by their love, are grown Per fretum febris, by these straights to die. I joy that in these straights I see my west; nofi Is the Pacific Sea my home? or are Anyan, and Magellan, and Gibraltar?rs All straights, and none but straights are ways to them, Whether where Japheth dwelt, or Cham, orSem. We think that Paradise and Calvary, Christ's cross and Adam's tree, stood in one place; So in his purple wrapp'd receive me, Lord! A HYMN TO GOD THE ART 1. WILT thou forgive that sin where I begun, II. Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won I have a sin of fear, that when I'ave spun I fear no more. |