He dig'd a pit, and delv'd it deep, His mischief that due course doth keep, Fall on his crown with ruine steep. Then will I Jehovah's praise PSAL. VIII. Aug. 14. 1653. O JEHOVAH Our Lord how wondrous great Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou 60 When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art, And think'st upon him; or of man begot O're the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord, All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word, Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great And glorious is thy name through all the earth. 20 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, translated from the Original. PSAL. LXXX. I THOU Shepherd that dost Israel keep Who leadest like a flock of sheep That sitt'st between the Cherubs bright Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, 2 In Ephraims view and Benjamins, Awake* thy strength, come, and be seen To save us by thy might. 3 Turn us again, thy grace divine Cause thou thy face on us to shine And then we shall be safe. 4 Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou, Thy *smoaking wrath, and angry brow 5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears, And mak'st them* largely drink the tears 6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey To every neighbour foe, * Gnorera. 10 * Gnashanta. * Shalish. Among themselves they * laugh, they * play, *Jilgnagu. 20 7 Return us, and thy grace divine, 8 A Vine from Egypt thou hast brought, And drov'st out Nations proud and haut 9 Thou did'st prepare for it a place That it began to grow apace, 10 With her green shade that cover'd all, Her Bows as high as Cedars tall II Her branches on the western side And upward to that river wide 12 Why hast thou laid her Hedges low 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 brouze, and make their food 14 Return now, God of Hosts, look down From Heav'n, thy Seat divine, Behold us, but without a frown, And visit this thy Vine. 15 Visit this Vine, which thy right hand And the young branch, that for thy self 16 But now it is consum'd with fire, They perish at thy dreadfull ire, 17 Upon the man of thy right hand 30 40 50 60 70 Upon the Son of Man, whom thou 18 So shall we not go back from thee Cause thou thy face on us to shine, And then we shall be safe. PSAL. LXXXI. I To God our strength sing loud, and clear, To Jacobs God, that all may hear 2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song The cheerfull Psaltry bring along 3 Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon Th' appointed time, the day wheron 4 This was a Statute giv'n of old A Law of Jacobs God, to hold From whence they might not swerve. 5 This he a Testimony ordain'd In Joseph, not to change, When as he pass'd through Egypt land; 6 From burden, and from slavish toyle His hands from pots, and mirie soyle 7 When trouble did thee sore assaile, 80 10 20 And I to free thee did not faile, Of Meriba renown'd. 8 Hear O my people, heark'n well, I testifie to thee Thou antient flock of Israel, If thou wilt list to mee, 9 Through out the land of thy abode. No alien God shall be Nor shalt thou to a forein God In honour bend thy knee. * Be Sether ragnam. Io I am the Lord thy God which brought Ask large enough, and I, besought, Will grant thy full demand. II And yet my people would not hear, And Israel whom I lov'd so dear 12 Then did I leave them to their will Their own conceits they follow'd still 13 O that my people would be wise And O that Israel would advise 14 Then would I soon bring down their foes And turn my hand against all those 15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain But they, His people, should remain, Their time should have no end. 16 And he would feed them from the shock And satisfie them from the rock 30 40 50 60 |