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Speak to your hearts alone,

Then all, who trust in thee, shall bring Upon your beds, each one,

Their joy; while thou from blame And be at peace within:

Defend'st them, they shall ever sing Offer the offerings just

And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name: Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust. For thou, Jehovah! wilt be found Many there be that say,

To bless the just man still ; Who yet will show us good ?

As with a shield, thou wilt surround
Talking like this world's brood;

Him with thy lasting favour and good will.
But, Lord, thus let me pray;
On us lift up the light,

PSALM VI. Aug. 13, 1653.
Lift up the favour of thy countenance bright.
Into my heart more joy

LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
And gladness thou hast put,

Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct; Than when a year of glut

Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject, Their stores doth over-cloy,

And very weak and faint; heal and amend me: And from their plenteous grounds

For all my bones, that ev'n with anguish ake, With vast increase their corn and wine abounds. Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore, In peace at once will I

And thou, O Lord! how long? Turn, Lord Both lay me down and sleep;

restore For thou alone dost keep

My soul; O save me for thy goodness' sake! Me safe where'er I lie;

For in death no remembrance is of thee; As in a rocky cell

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ? Thou, Lord! alone, in safety makest me dwell.

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
PSALM V. Aug. 12, 1653.

Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark JEHOVAH! to my words give ear,

l' the midst of all mine enemies that mark. My meditation weigh;

Depart, all ye that work iniquity, The voice of my complaining hear,

Depart from me ; for the voice of my weeping My King and God; for unto thee I pray.

The Lord hath heard ; the Lord hath heard my

prayer; Jehovah ! thou my early voice

My supplication with acceptance fair Shalt in the morning hear;

The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. l' the morning I to thee with choice Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear.

Mine enemies shall all be blank, and dashed For thou art not a God that takes

With much confusion; then, grown red with

shame, In wickedness delight;

They shall return in haste the way they came, Evil with thee no biding makes; Fools or madmen stand not within thy sight.

And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
All workers of iniquity

PSALM VII. Aug. 14, 1653.
Thou hat'st; and them unblessed
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie;

Upon the words of Cush, the Benjamite, against The bloody and guileful man God doth detest.

him. But I will, in thy mercies dear, Thy numerous mercies, go

LORD, my God, to thee I fly;

Save me and secure me under
Into thy house; I, in thy fear,
Will toward thy holy temple worship low.

Thy protection, while I cry;
Lord! lead me in thy righteousness,

Lest, as the lion, (and no wonder,) Lead me, because of those

He haste to tear my soul asunder,
That do observe if I transgress;

Tearing, and no rescue nigh.
Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. Lord, my God, if I have thought
For in his faltering mouth unstable,

Or done this; if wickedness
No word is firm or sooth,

Be in my hands; if I have wrought Their inside, troubles miserable;

III to him that meant me peace; An open grave their throat, their tongue they Or to him have rendered less, smooth.

And not freed my foe for nought;
God! find them guilty, let them fall
By their own counsels quelled;

Let the enemy pursue my soul
Push them in their rebellions all

And overtake it; let him tread
Still on; for against thee they have rebelled. My life down to the earth, and roll

So as above the heavens thy praise to set

Out of the tender mouths of latest birth.

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou

Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, To stint the enemy, and slack th' avenger's brow,

That bends his rage thy Providence t'oppose. When I behold thy heavens, thy fingers' 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 bim thou visitist, and of him art found! Scarce to be less than gods, thou mad’st his lot, With honour and with state thou hast him

crowned.

In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust ; and, there outspread,
Lodge it with dishonour foul.
Rise, Jehovah! in thine ire,
Rouse thyself amidst the rage
Of my foes, that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury assuage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command, which I desire.
So the assemblies of each nation
Will surround thee, seeking right;
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high, and ir, their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
All people from the world's foundation.
Judge me, Lord; be judge in this
According to my righteousness,
And the innocence which is
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness,
And their power that do amiss.
But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the just God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is cast
My defence, and in him lies.
In him who, both just and wise,
Saves the upright of heart at last.
God is a just judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If the unjust will not forbear,
His sword he whets, his bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death that wait him near.
(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute:) Behold
He travails big with vanity;
Trouble he hath conceived of old,
As in a womb; and from that mould
Hath at length brought forth a lie.
He digged a pit, and delved it deep,
And fell into the pit he made;
His mischief, that due course doth keep
Turns on his head; and his ill trade
Of violence will, undelayed,
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.
Then will I Jehovah's praise
According to his justice raise,
And sing the Name and Deity
Of Jehovah the Most High!

O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord,

Thou hast put all under his lordly feet; All flocks, and herds, by thy commanding word,

All beasts that in the field or forest meet; Fowl of the heavens, and fish that through the wet

Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth: O Jehovah, our Lord, how wondrous 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

in a different character, are the very words of the text trans lated from the original.

PSALM LXXX. 1 Thou, Shepherd, that dost Israel keep,

Give ear in time of need; Who leadest like a flock of sheep

Thy loved Joseph's seed; That sitt'st between the Cherubs bright,

Between their wings outspread ; Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,

And on our foes thy dread.
2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,

And in Manasse's sight,
Awake thy strength, come, and be seen

To save us by thy might.
3 Turn us again; thy grace divine

To us, O God, vouchsafe;
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

PSALM VIII. Aug. 14, 1653.
O JEHOVAH, our Lord, how wondrous great

And glorious is thy Name through all the earth: |

4 Lord God of Hosts! how long wilt thou,

How long wilt thou declare
Thy smoking wrath, and angry browo

Against thy people's prayer!

5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears;

Their bread with tears they eat; And mak'st them largely drink the tears Wherewith their cheeks are wet.

18 So shall we not go back from thee

To ways of sin and shame; Quicken us thou; then gladly we

Shall call upon thy Name.

19 Return us, and thy grace divine,

Lord God of Hosts! couchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

6 A strife thou mak’st us and a prey

To every neighbour foe; Among themselves they laugh, they play,

And flouts at us they throw. 7 Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hosts! couchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

PSALM LXXXI.

1 To God our strength sing loud, and clear,

Sing loud to God our King;
To Jacob's God, that all may hear,

Loud acclamations ring.

2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song,

The timbrel hither bring;
The cheerful psaltery bring along,

And harp with pleasant string.

3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon,

With trumpets' lofty sound,
The appointed time, the day whereon

Our solemn feast comes round.

4 This was a statute given of old,

For Israel to observe;
A law of Jacob's God, to hold,

From whence they might not swerde.

5 This is a testimony ordained

In Joseph, not to change; When as he passed through Egypt land;

The tongue I heard was strange.

8 A vine from Egypt thou hast brought,

Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out nations, proud and haught,

To plant this lovely vine.
9 Thou didst prepare for it a place,

And root it deep and fast,
That it began to grow apace,

And filled the land at last.
10 With her green shade that covered all,

The hills were over-spread;
Her boughs as high as cedars tall

Advanced their lofty head.
11 Her branches on the western side

Down to the sea she sent,
And upward to that river wide

Her other branches went.
12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low,

And broken down her fence,
That all may pluck her, as

they go,
With rudest violence?
13 The tusked boar out of the wood

Up turns it by the roots;
Wild beasts there browse, and make their food

Her grapes and tender shoots.
14 Return now, God of Hosts! look down

From Heaven, thy seat divine;
Behold us, but without a froun,

And visit this thy vine.
15 Visit this vine, which thy right hand

Hath set, and planted long,
And the young branch, that for thyself

Thou hast made firm and strong. 16 But now it is consumed with fire,

And cut with ares down;
They perish at thy dreadful ire,

At thy rebuke and frown.
17 Upon the man of thy right hand

Let thy good hand be laid ;
Upon the son of man, whom thou

Strong for thyself hast made.

6 From burden, and from slavish toil,

I set his shoulder free:
His hands from pots, and miry soil,

Delivered were by me.

7 When trouble did thee sore assail,

On me then didst thou call;
And I to free thee did not fail,

And let thee out of thrall.

I answered thee in thunder deep,

With clouds encompassed round; I tried thee at the water steep,

Of Meriba renown'd.

8 Hear, O my people, hearken well;

I testify to thee,
Thou ancient stock of Israel,

If you wilt list to me: 9 Throughout the land of thy abode

No alien god shall be,
Nor shalt thou to a foreign god

In honour bend thy kneo.

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