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That of my life distrustfully thus say,
Th' exalter of my head I count
Unto Jehovah, he full soon reply'd
Was the Lord. Of many millions
I fear not though incamping round about
Rise Lord, save me my God for thou
Hast smote ere now
On the cheek-bone all my foes,
Of men abhor'd
Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows.
PSAL. IV. Aug. 10. 1653.
ANSWER me when I call
Thou didst me disinthrall
And set at large; now spare,
Now pity me, and hear my earnest prai'r.
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 a part
The good and meek of heart
(For whom to chuse he knows)
Jehovah from on high
Will hear my voyce what time to him I crie.
Be aw'd, and do not sin,
Of righteousness and in Jehovah trust.
Who yet will shew us good?
Talking like this worlds brood;
But Lord, thus let me pray,
On us lift up the light
Lift up the favour of thy count'nance bright.
Into my heart more joy
Then when a year of glut
And gladness thou hast put
Their stores doth over-cloy
And from their plenteous grounds
With vast increase their corn and wine abounds.
In peace at once will I
Both lay me down and sleep
For thou alone dost keep
Me safe where ere I lie
As in a rocky Cell
Thou Lord alone in safety mak'st me dwell.
PSAL. V. Aug. 12. 1653.
JEHOVAH to my words give ear
My meditation waigh
The voyce of my complaining hear
Shalt in the morning hear
Ith'morning I to thee with choyce
Will rank my Prayers, and watch till thou appear.
In wickedness delight
Evil with thee no biding makes
Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight.
All workers of iniquity
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
The bloodi' and guileful man God doth detest.
Thy numerous mercies go
Into thy house; I in thy fear
Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
That do observe if I transgress,
Set thy wayes right before, where my step goes.
No word is firm or sooth
Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth.
By their own counsels quell'd;
Push them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd;
Their joy, while thou from blame
Defend'st them, they shall ever sing
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.
To bless the just man still,
As with a shield thou wilt surround
Him with thy lasting favour and good will.
PSAL. VI. Aug. 13. 1653.
LORD in thine anger do not reprehend me
Pity me Lord for I am much deject
Am very weak and faint; heal and amend me,
My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eie
Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
With much confusion; then grow red with shame,
PSAL. VII. Aug. 14. 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.
LORD my God to thee I flie
Lord my God if I have thought
Be in my hands, if I have wrought
Or to him have render'd less,
Let th'enemy pursue my soul
My life down to the earth and roul
In the dust and there out spread
Rise Jehovah in thine ire
So th' assemblies of each Nation
Judge me Lord, be judge in this
Upon me cause at length to cease
And their power that do amiss.
But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the just God that tries
God is a just Judge and severe,
His Sword he whets, his Bow hath bended
The tools of death, that waits him near.
(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold
He travels big with vanitie,
Trouble he hath conceav'd of old
As in a womb, and from that mould