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He dig'd a pit, and delv'd 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 undelay'd
Fall on his crown with ruine steep.
Then will I Jehovah's praise
According to his justice raise
And sing the Name and Deitie
Of Jehovah the most high.


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

And glorious is thy name through all the earth? So as above the Heavens thy praise to set

Out of the tender mouths of latest bearth, Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou

Hast founded strength because of all thy foes To stint th’enemy, and slack th’avengers brow

That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art,

The Moon and Starrs which thou so bright hast set, 10 In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,

O what is man that thou remembrest yet, And think’st upon him ; or of man begot

That him thou visit’st and of him art found; Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad'st his lot,

With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd.

O're 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 forrest 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, translated

from the Original.



I Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep

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

Thy loved Josephs seed,
That sitt'st between the Cherubs bright

Between their wings out-spread
Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,

And on our foes thy dread.
2 In Ephraims view and Benjamins,
And in Manasse's sight

10 Awake * thy strength, come, and be seen * Gnorera.

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.
4 Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou,

How long wilt thou declare
Thy *smoaking wrath, and angry brow * Gnashanta.

Against thy peoples praire.
5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,

Their bread with tears they eat,
And mak'st them * largely drink the tears * Shalish.

Wherwith their cheeks are wet.
6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey

To every neighbour foe,
Among themselves they * laugh, they * play, * Jilgnagu.

And *flouts at us they throw.




7 Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hosts vouchsafe
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.
8 A Vine from Ægypt thou hast brought,

Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out Nations proud and haut

To plant this lovely Vine.
9 Thou did'st prepare for it a place

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

And fill'd the land at last.
10 With her green shade that cover'd all,

The Hills were over-spread
Her Bows as high as Cedars tall

Advanc'd their lofty head.
II 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 brok'n 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 brouze, and make their food

Her Grapes and tender Şhoots.
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

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

Thou hast made firm and strong. 16 But now it is consum'd with fire,

And cut with Axes down,
They perish at thy dreadfull ire,

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

Let thy good hand be laid,

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Upon the Son of Man, whom thou

Strong for thyself hast made. 18 So shall we not go back from thee

To wayes of sin and shame, Quick'n us thou, then gladly wee

Shall call upon thy Name.
Return us, and thy grace divine

Lord God of Hosts voutsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.




1 To God our strength sing loud, and clear,

Sing loud to God our King,
To Jacobs God, that all may hear

Loud acclamations ring.
2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song

The Timbrel hither bring
The cheerfull Psaltry bring along

And Harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon

With Trumpets lofty sound,
Th' appointed time, the day wheron

Our solemn Feast comes round. 4 This was a Statute giv'n of old

For Israel to observe
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 Ægypt land ;

The Tongue I heard, was strange. 6 From burden, and from slavish toyle

I set his shoulder free;
His hands from pots, and mirie soyle

Deliver'd were by me.
7 When trouble did thee sore assaile,

On me then didst thou call,


And I to free thee did not faile,

And led thee out of thrall.
I answer'd thee in * thunder deep

* Be Sether ragnam. With clouds encompass'd round;

30 I tri'd thee at the water steep

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.

40 10 I am the Lord thy God which brought

Thee out of Ægypt land
Ask large enough, and I, besought,

Will grant thy full demand.
11 And yet my people would not hear,

Nor hearken to my voice;
And Israel whom I lov'd so dear

Mislik'd me for his choice.
12 Then did I leave them to their will
And to their wandring mind;

50 Their own conceits they follow'd still

Their own devises blind.
13 O that my people would be wise

To serve me all their daies,
And Othat Israel would advise

To walk my righteous waies.
14 Then would I soon bring down their foes

That now so proudly rise,
And turn my hand against all those
That are their enemies.

60 15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain

To bow to him and bend,
But they, His people, should remain,

Their time should have no end.
16 And he would feed them from the shock

With flower of finest wheat,
And satisfie them from the rock

With Honey for their Meat.

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