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August 10, 1653.
ANSWER me when I call,
And set at large now spare,
My glory have in scorn?
How long be thus forborne
To love, to seek, to prize
Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies?
Yet know the Lord hath chose,
Chose to himself apart,
The good and meek of heart
(For whom to choose he knows);
Jehovah from on high
Will hear my voice what time to him I cry.
Be awed, and do not sin;
Speak to your hearts alone
Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say
"Who yet will show us good?"
Talking like this world's 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
And gladness thou hast put
Than when a year of glut
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'er I lie :
As in a rocky cell
Thou, Lord, alone in safety mak'ṣt me dwell.
August 12, 1653.
JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,
Shalt in the morning hear;
I' the morning I to thee with choice
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.
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie;
The bloody and guileful man God doth detest.
Thy numerous mercies, go
Into thy house; I, in thy fear,
Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
Lead me, because of those
That do observe if I transgress;
Set thy ways 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 quelled ;
Still on; for against thee they have rebelled.
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.
August 13, 1653.
LORD, in thy anger do not reprehend me,
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Depart, all ye that work iniquity,
Depart from me; for the voice of my weeping
The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer; My supplication with acceptance fair
The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall all be blank, and dashed
With much confusion; then, grown red with shame,
August 14, 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.
LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
If the unjust will not forbear,
His sword he whets; his bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death that waits him near.
(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold
As in a womb, and from that mould
He digg'd a pit, and delved it deep,
And fell into the pit he made :
His mischief, that due course doth keep,
Of violence will undelayed
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.
Then will I Jehovah's praise
August 14, 1653.
O JEHOVAH our Lord, how wondrous great
When I behold thy heavens, thy fingers' art,
And think'st upon him, or of man begot
That him thou visit'st, 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.