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When I behold Thy heavens, Thy fingers' art,
The moon and stars, which Thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
Oh, what is man that thou rememberest yet
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.
O'er the works of Thy hand Thou mad'st him lord ;
Thou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All beasts that in the field or forest 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. 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.
That sitt'st between the cherubs bright,
Between their wings outspread;
And on our foes Thy dread.
2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,
And in Manasseh's sight,
To save us by Thy might.
3 Turn us again, Thy grace divine
To us, o God, vouchsafe;
And then we shall be safe.
4 Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt Thou,
How long wilt Thou declare
Against Thy people's prayer?
5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears;
Their bread with tears they eat;
Wherewith their cheeks are wet.
6 A strife Thou mak'st us and a prey
To every neighbour foe;
And flouts at us they throw.
7 Return us, and Thy grace divine,
O God of Hosts, vouchsafe;
And then we shall be safe.
8 A vine from Egypt Thou hast brought,
Thy free love made it thine,
To plant this lovely vine.
And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace,
And filled the land at last.
10 With her green shade that covered all
The hills were overspread;
Advanced their lofty head.
1 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 broken down her fence,
With rudest violence ?
13 The tusked boar out of the wood
Up turns it by the roots ;
Her grapes and tender shoots.
14 Return now, God of Hosts ; look down
From Heaven, 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,
Thou hast made firm and strong.
1 To God our strength sing loud and clear;
Sing loud to God our King;
Loud acclamations ring.
2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song ;
The timbrel hither bring ;
And harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon,
With trumpets' lofty sound,
Our solemn feast comes round.
4. This was a statute given of old
For Israel to observe,
From whence they might not swerve.
5 This He a testimony ordained
In Joseph, not to change,
The tongue I heard was strange.
10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought
Thee out of Egypt land;
Will grant thy full demand.
Nor hearken to My voice;
Misliked Me for his choice.
12 Then did I leave them to their will,
And to their wandering mind;
Their own devices blind.