Thou hat'st; and them unblest 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; And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name. To bless the just man still, As with a shield thou wilt surround 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, For all my bones, that even with anguish ake, Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore; And thou O Lord how long? turn Lord, restore My soul, O save me for thy goodness sake For in death no remembrance is of thee; Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? Wearied I am with sighing out my dayes, Nightly my Couch I make a kind of Sea a; 20 30 10 10 My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eie Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my prai'r My supplication with acceptance fair The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash't With much confusion; then grow red with shame, They shall return in hast the way they came And in a moment shall be quite abash't. 20 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 10 Rise Jehovah in thine ire Of my foes that urge like fire; So th' assemblies of each Nation All people from the worlds foundation. 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 20 30 40 50 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, O what is man that thou remembrest yet, 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, * Gnorera. 10 * Gnashanta. And mak'st them* largely drink the tears * Shalish. 6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey To every neighbour foe, Among themselves they * laugh, they * play, * Jilgnagu. 20 |