THE PSALMS OF DAVID IN English Metre; Translated from the ORIGINAL, And Suited to all the TUNES now Sung in CHURCHES: With the Additions of several NEW.  
By LUKE MILBOURNE, A Presbyter of the Church of England.  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  Adag. Arab. 
Thus by the Streams, the Spring is clearly shown;  
And the Translation makes the Author known.  Lord Falkland 
None can condemn the Wish or Labour spent,  
Good Matter in good Words to represent.  Bishop King, to Mr. Sandys. 
London, Printed for W. Rogers at the Sun, R. Clavill at the Peacock, and B. took at the Middle Temple Gate, all in Fleet street. J. Laurence at the Angel in the Poultry, and J. Tailor at the Ship in St. Paul's Churchyard, 1698.   

  

TO His Highness THE DUKE OF GLOUCESTER.  
May it please Your Highness,  
THis little Book wants a Protector; And where could it find a Better, than in Our other Hope? Your Highness has here the greatest King, and the best of Poets, to excite Your Courage, and enliven Your Devotion. You have the Wit and Spirit of a Court, without the Follies of the present Age; Fineness of Thought, without Looseness of Fancy; Rapture, without Extravagance; and Piety, without the Extremes of Superstition or Idolatry. These Hymns contain nothing but what may adorn the Innocence of Youth and the Vigour of a Manly Age. The Masters of Music may try their Skill here, and sing God's Praises in as charming Notes as common and despicable Amours; and advance the Love of their Redeemer, above all the Achievements of a fancied Hero.  
From Your Highness' Hand this Work may be acceptable to His most Excellent Majesty, and find Admission into the Closet of Your Royal Mother: If read by Yourself, it will be a Divine Monitor in Your Diversions, a Companion in Your Privacy, a Support under Uneasiness, and a Security to Your Religion: Those Holy Truths, conveyed through the Channels smooth and easy Verse, will, with God's Blessing, make You wiser than Your Enemies, more knowing than any Earthly Teachers, and more apprehensive than those of Elder Years. May the God of Heaven bless Your Highness' Pregnant Youth with advancing Virtues, and unfading Years: May He crown You with Love and Honour here, and with Love and Happiness hereafter: Which is the most earnest Prayer of  
Your Highness' Most Humble, and Most Obedient Servant, Luke Milbourne.   

To the Most Reverend Fathers in God the Archbishops, the Right Reverend the Bishops, and the Reverend Clergy of Great Britain and Ireland; especially such as now do, or hereafter may represent that whole Body, in Convocation:  
The Preface of Luke Milbourne, Presbyter, and Author of this Translation of the Psalms of David.  
Most Reverend, Right Reverend, and Reverend, Fathers, and Brethren!  
THat Psalmody was, amongst the Jews, a considerable Part of Divine Worship that Book, of which this calls itself a Translation, is a sufficient Evidence; That it was used among Christians of old, is unquestionable. And perhaps it is no Disparagement either to the Jewish or the Christian Church, that a great part of the old Heathen Worship consisted in Singing Hymns and Praises to their Gods. There is somewhat so truly Divine and Charming in Well-set Notes, and Vocal and Instrumental Harmony; they are so apt to cheer and revive languid and drooping Spirits, so likely to make strong Impressions on the Memory, and so extremely affecting to the devout Soul, that as the Agreeableness of their Numbers made Poets of old the sittest Treasures of Divine Knowledge, so the Softness and Sweetness of their Notes may make the Masters of Sacred Music among ourselves (were but their Lives as Heavenly as their Art) the fittest Companions for happy Souls, and Blissful Angels: With respect to whom, our excellent Waller says; 
All that we know of those above,  
Is, that they sing, and that they love.   
What Thoughts our first Reformers in this Nation had of this part of Divine Worship is not easy to conjecture; But whether they judged Singing of Psalms by the whole Congregation no necessary part of a Public Liturgy, or supposed that the Reading Psalms, chanted in Recitative, or sung as at present in Cathedrals, (which seems favoured by that Title they carry in our Common-Prayer-Book, The Psalter or Psalms of David, Pointed as they are to be Said or Sung in Churches,) was enough to answer that part of Worship, 'tis certain they took no Care for any Metrical Translation of those sacred Hymns, for public Use. And though some pious and learned Men had taken pains to put them into Verse, the settled Liturgy took no notice of the Matter. Nor could I ever find any Authentic Allowance for singing them in public.  
However, the Practice of Singing prvailed here every Day, in Imitation the Reformed abroad, and certainly tened very much towards the advancing the Reformation itself; but, after all was only connived at, or tolerated And after the Restauration of our Religion, and our Government, neve● Authorised, or so much as mentioned, a● a Part of our Public Service: And the present and constant Practice of our Cathedrals and Collegiate Churches, and our Colleges, not to mention the Chape● Royal, and other Places where Choir are fixed, intimates, that such Psalms were never designed to be settled by Authority; Prose-Anthems being there generally sung, taken out of the Reading Psalms; some short Parts of other Scriptural Hymns; some of private Composure; and, by chance, sometimes a Verse or two out of Sternhold and Hopkins; as, particularly, out of the 68th Psalm, Let God arise, etc. Set, I think, by Mr. Laws. Now the Cathedrals being patterns to our Parochial Assemblies, at least in the main parts of solemn Worship, they having no Example of such a Nature from them, could pretend to no Right of Singing Psalms in Verse by the entire Congregation.  
Hence, though the great Sir Philip Sidney translated the whole Book of Psalms into Rhyme; and the pious Bishop Hall, and the renowned Lord Bacon, and, it may be some others, turned several particular Psalms into Verse, more correct, doubtless, than the former, yet there, never was any Motion towards introducing them into Churches. And since our Convocations, to whom that Work properly belongs, never took any such Cognizance of these, or of the Ancient Version, as to recommend them, with the Liturgy, to the Parliament, our Common Psalmody remains a Matter of Liberty: And it never yet was made an Article of Enquiry at any Episcopal Visitation, Whether, any Psalms were sung, or what Versions of them were used in Parochial Churches.  
On this Account it was, that whereas no Man better understood his own Supremacy in Ecclesiastical Affairs than Charles the First, of blessed Memory, yet, though he designed the utmost Honour to the Memory of his Father, when the new Translation of King James the First was made public, he only allowed and recommended it to common Use; which, as Experience showed, was not enough to break in upon Inveterate Custom, or, to exclude that which had for so many Years, gotten Possession of our Bibles and Common-Prayer-Books of all Volumes, and of our Worshipping Assemblies.  
The Standart of our English Language having been so much altered of late; and Poetry especially having reached its utmost Height, by that noble Genius appearing in the Writings of Sir John Denham Mr. Waller, and Mr. Cowley, and some later Authors, the Roughness: and Uncorrectness of the Ancient Version has appeared the more evident and notorious: The Observation of which made Mr. Sandys, Mr. May, Mr. Burnaby, Bishop King, Mr. Barton, Sir John Denham himself, Mr. Smith, Mr. Goodridge. Dr. Patrick, Dr. Woodford, and Dr. Ford, and now very lately. Mr. Brady and Mr. Tate, make their several Translations with different Success. Mr. Burnaby's Book and Mr. May's Essay, I have seen: Mr. Sandies and the Reverend Dr. Woodford's are above our ordinary Music, the last especially, whose Author seems to breath with David's Spirit, and to aspire to Raptures almost equal with that Divine Psalmist; and whose Steps are as nobly followed by that Masculine Poet, as well as Painter, the incomparable Mrs. Beal. Mr. Barton's Version is generally apposite enough to the Text, but exalted little above the Old. Sir John Denham's I have not seen, but find the admirable Dr. Woodford (a sufficient Judge) giving them a noble and, doubtless, a deserved Character. That of the Right Reverend Bishop of Chichester labours under the unhappy Choice of his Rhyme (as Others have observed) so far, as to render, that otherwise excellent Work ungrateful to the Ear. Mr. Smith is very gay, and perhaps too affected, if the Reverend Doctor Patrick may be Judge, whose own is pious indeed, and generally plain; but an almost Unpoetical Translation of the most exalted Poetry. For Mr. Brady's and Mr. Tate's, since they are now publishing a New and Corrected Edition of their Translation, I shall pass no Judgement on that Work, whose Errors and Excellencies I must be content to be ignorant of till it is published. Among those which I have hitherto seen, which are fitted to common Tunes, the best, the most Elaborate, and the most Musical, is, that of Dr. Ford; that Reverend Person having a truly Poetical Genius, attended with great and solid Learning, and Exemplary Piety; excellent Qualifications for a complete Paraphrast. Nor aught Mr. Goodridge, for his Zeal and Piety in promoting more Correct Church Music, to be passed without a just Commendation.  
What might be said of the Use and Excellency of Psalmody, is so exhausted by Dr. Woodford, Mr. Goodridge and Dr. Ford, as to supersede any thing I can say. The Question only recurrs now, Is Psalmody a real Part of Divine Worship, or is it not? If not, 'tis no matter whether David's Psalms, or only Arbitrary Spiritual Philadelphian Hymns, be sung; whether any, or none at all. If it be a Part of Divine Service, how comes it to pass that our Ecclesiastical Representative have not thought Uniformity in singing of Psalms as beautiful, and as valuable, as in any other Part of the Public Service? Why not in the Poetical, as well as in the Prose-Version? This would take the Choice of them out of the Parish-Clerk's Power, and make it the Priest's Business, whose Discretion might be farther relied on in it. Admit the Translation of Sternhold and Hopkins was rejected by the Convocation or Commissioners of Edward the Sixth, as appearing too mean; that could not preclude a more agreeable One. And though it might seem a very hard Work, which few of the Clergy (though the fittest for it) durst undertake; yet, since at this time there are several Versions of the Psalms extant, why may not some One, or a choice Collection out of All, be made by Learned and Judicious Persons, skilled in Divinity and Poetry too, appointed for that purpose, in a Convocation? Why may not such a Committee examine them severely as to Clearness of Sense, Purity and Decency of Language, Agreeableness of Style, Orthodoxy of Doctrine, Suitableness to the Original Text, and Smoothness and Musicalness, of Numbers? And may not these, after such an Examination, be approved by the Convocation, as the whole Liturgy formerly was, and so be recommended by them to the Three Estates in Parliament, and to His Majesty as Head of the Church; and so receive a Just and Legal Sanction, and become one Part of our Public Unity and Uniformity? Would such an Action bring them under a Praemunire, merely because it was not particularly commanded by His Majesty? I may, perhaps, be too fond of my own Thoughts; but I conclude, this Piece of Uniformity would give less Offence to Dissenters of all sorts, than some other Things which are yet justly stood upon; for they are not about Laying down the last Translation of the Bible: The nicest Pretenders to Conscience would have no-nothing to object to pure Scripture-Forms: Nor would they, when commanded under a Penalty to sing David's Psalms, of the best Version, complain of the Mischief of Impositions.  
This is such a Point of Uniformity, as all Churches, our own only excepted, agree in: The Scots have theirs; the Dutch and French, theirs; the last, indeed, corrected by Mr. Conrart, the Standart of their Language having been much altered by the Academy, since Marot and Beza translated them; yet their Work being still good and intelligible, Monsieur Conrart's has taken only among particular Persons, without any Entrenchment upon the general Harmony. The Lutherans too keep up this Uniformity; though, besides David's Psalms, they have about 750 Spiritual Songs and Hymns, Stated, and Occasional. And who knows, but now that Singing of Psalms by Rule grows so much in Fashion, this Settlement might somewhat temper and cicurate the Humour of Separation in other Matters?  
If such a thing should be thought fit, there is no doubt but that, of particular Versions, the best aught to be chosen: Of all in general, the best particular Psalms; for one Man's Spirit might be raised, where another drooped; and Men would commonly perform best, where they were most affected by the Matter. But to enjoin Unity or Uniformity in a worse Translation, where a better might be had; or to cull out meaner Performances, where, out of our present Variety of Choice, excellent Things might be drawn, would dash us upon the same Rock again; and the next Age might complain, that the Names of our Psalmographers were altered indeed, but the Defects continued: This is a Failure which a Convocation, assisted by the good Spirit of God, could not easily fall under the Suspicion of.  
That I, as now an Ancient Presbyter of the Church of England, might contribute my poor Offering to the Adorning of this part of Sacred Worship, I put this into your Hands, Most Reverend, Right Reverend, and Reverend Fathers and Brethren! A Work of some Pains and Care; and on which my most serious Thoughts were for a considerable time engaged, God's Honour, and the Church's Service, was my End; and his Grace, earnestly and humbly implored, both in the Beginning and Continuance of the Work, my Assistance. The Original was my Text; the Polyglot Bible and Critics, my Interpreters, where needful; and the Double Translation of the Reading Psalms, in that called the Bishop's Bible, and the last in our common Bibles, my Correctors: Though I have not tied myself so superstitiously to any, as not to use my own Judgement sometimes; and in some Things to stem the Current of Paraphrasts, and other Writers on that Divine Book. Particularly, I have adhered to those Applications made of several Passages here, by the Inspired Penmen of the New Testament; whom to quit for over nice and Socinianizing Critics, I think absurd and dangerous. I have, in general, made the Sense and Coherence so plain, that this Version, perhaps may be as serviceable to some as a Commentator.  
The Measures I have used are the Old, neither so hard, nor so harsh as some have thought: The Rhymes are every where double, sometimes more; such being, when unforced, more pleasant, and more grateful, I have generally avoided the Clashing of Consonants, as Unmusical. About 50 are twice Translated, some thrice; by that Means sometimes taking in those different Senses of particular Texts, of which 'tis hard to fix the best; Paraphrasing some lofty Psalms more fully, and using higher Expressions than a single Version could have admitted of. Hence every Psalm has one Translation so close and plain, as may be sung in the plainest Country-Congregations; and yet I have used such Variety of Measures, as may answer all the Tunes in Playford's Edition: And that the Work might be the more complete, I have given all such of Mr. Sandies Measures, with their Tunes in Two Parts, which could not be sung by the common Notes. The whole, indeed, may be an entire Body of Church-music: No Old Tune lost several New are added; and the Words so sitted, as to be more agreeble both to the Dutch, French and English Tunes, as sung in any of our Churches, than any former Version has ●een.  
I have generally followed the Style of the Original, rising and falling with That. The Measures of Cheerful Psalms are fitted to Cheerful Tunes Those more Melancholic, to Slow Tunes, and of a sadder Air. The Repetitions in the Hebrew are so charming, that I could not but think they would be very beautiful in English; as particularly, in the 118th Psalm. I have industriously avoided both Obsolete an New-fangled Words; I have invented none, nor used any harsh Transposition of Words: Though I doubt not, but, after all my Care, many Mistakes may have escaped me, which whosoever with charitably point out, will lay the greatest Obligation upon me. That we might use Doxologies as well to the Singing as the Reading Psalms, I have suit One to every Measure, through the whole Book. A Right Reverend Prolate of our Church did me the Honour to read the whole over very carefully; whose Encouragement was a great Motive to this Publication. If it be acceptable to others, and blessed by God, so as to promote his Honour, I have my End: And,  
Non nobis, Domine; non nobis: 
 Sed Nomini Tuo da Gloriam.   

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THat this Version of the Psalms may be the more useful to those who delight in Church-music, I have translated them to such variety of Measures, that there's no Tune in Playford's Editions, either in the Psalms themselves, or in the Hymns before or after, to which there is not some particular Measure appropriated here: That the Compass of Church-music might be the larger and more entertaining, I have tuned some to Mr Sandies Measures, the Music of which was composed by that great Master Mr. Laws, for the private use of his pious Master Charles the First of blessed Memory: The whole then presents you with one Version of every Psalm to be sung in Common Tunes, if at least we may call those of the 113 and 148 Psalms such; and they are to be sung to the same with those of the same denomination in the old Version, unless where the Measures are different, and the Proper Tunes referred to. Such as are not in Mr. Playford's Book, are here set down with the proper Notes from Mr. Laws' and Ravenscroft's and the whole, if encouraged, shall be reprinted with the Notes throughout. And that we may have a just Opportunity, at such a time as this, to remember that Faith into which we are Baptised, in every part of Divine Worship, I have suited particular Doxologies to every particular Measure, in due Order, at the end of the Book, with what Psalms they refer to, besides some in the Body of the Version.  
Benedicat Deus Operi & Authori.   

The Tunes of the Psalms.  

A Thousand Blessings crown his Head,  
Whose Heart all impious Counsel flies;  
And hates those Paths where Sinners tread,  
Who God and all that's Good despise.  
This serves indifferently for any Stanzas of Eight Syllables; which have no proper Tune of their own.   

For the 8th Psalm 2d Metre.  
LOrd, how Illustrious is thy sacred Name;  
How blest, great God of Hosts, E╌ter╌nal King;  
Whose Honours all the lower World proclaim,  
Whose Honours all the Heavenly Armies sing.   

Psalm 11th. 2d Metre.  
MY Faith is fixed on God most high,  
Why then should Fools to vex me cry;  
As Birds afraid by noises made,  
Hence to the Mountains fly.   

Psalm 15. 2d Metre.  
Blessed Lord, how glorious is the place  
Thy Altar's grace: how is the houly Temple blest,  
By thee possessed! But O what happy Man is he,  
Who there a dai╌ly Guest may be?   

Psalm 18, or 78.  
HOW shall I praise my God, my King,  
Thus ex╌ta╌syed with Joys and Love!  
What worthy Hal╌le╌lu╌jahss sing,  
To his great Name who rules above?   

Psalm 23. 2d Metre.  
THe Lord's my Shepherd, I the Sheep,  
Whose Soul his Cares in safety keep.  
Through flowery Meads, He gent╌ly leads  
Me on where I se╌cure╌ly sleep:  
Or by His guidance go, where silent Waters flow.   

Psalm 24. 2d Metre.  
THE Earth is God's, her Fullness, too;  
Earth and all of Earth possessed:  
For on the Seas he poised it true;  
On the Floods secured its Rest▪  
But who, o who, Can, Lord, pursue  
Paths to reach thy sa╌cred Hill?  
Or see thy Face in that blessed Place,  
There, unmoved, a╌bi╌ding still?   

Psalm 33. 2d Metre.  
YE Righteous in the Lord rejoice,  
It's sweet, when with a cheerful voice,  
The Just his Praises sing:  
O let no Tongue or Hand be mute,  
But with the Voice, and Harp, and Lute,  
Praise out Im╌mor╌tal King.   

Psalm 43. 3d Metre.  
JUdge me, my God; revenge my Cause  
On cruel Hands, and faithless Hearts.  
Save me from him who from the Laws  
Of Truth, and so╌ber Virtues starts:  
Who bold╌ly acts the falsest Parts,  
With strange Success, and vast applause!   

Psalm 53. 2d Metre.  
THE Fool, the senseless Fool,  
Thus in his Heart hath said;  
God's but an aw╌ful Tool,  
By crafty Preachers made.  
Thus all cor╌rup╌ted are,  
And all in Sins de╌light:  
But none for Truth de╌clare,  
None e╌ver practise right.   

Psalm 58. 1 st Metre. Psalm 72. Psalm 106.  
WHen you in private Council sit,  
Are all your Con╌sul╌ta╌tionss just?  
May others your De╌ci╌sionss trust?  
Their Lives to your pure Hands submit?   

Psalm 72. 2 d Meter.  
LOrd let the king thy Judgements find!  
every the Prince's Royal Mind,  
For Crowns and Governments designed.  
Then shall He sentence wisely give;  
And safe in his Pre╌ro╌ga╌tive  
Shall all the poor af╌flict╌ed, live.   

Psalm 76. 1st Metre.  
GOD's Name in Judah's known, It's great in Is╌ra╌el:  
His House in Salem's shown; His Smiles on Zion dwell  
For there his Stroke, Swords, Bows and Shields,  
For Martial Fields, and Arrows broke.   

Psalm 81. 1st Metre.  
To God, our Strength, your Voices raise!  
Aloud the God of Ja╌cob praise!  
A Psalms tothth' mer╌ry Timbrel suit,  
The pleasant Harp, or charming Lute.   

Psalm 95. 2d Metre.  
COme, O come, and let us sing,  
To our Lord, and to our King!  
Let us make a joyful Noise,  
To that God whose Love employs.   

Psalm 98. 2d Metre.  
O sing to God, the Lord;  
His wondrous Works record!  
Sing, sing an Anthem new. Return his Praises due,  
Whose Hand, whose ho╌ly Arm  
Dissolved Hell's fa╌tal Charm.   

Psalm 132.  
REmember Da╌vid's' Troubles, Lord,  
How in Af╌fli╌ction He,  
With faithful Vows engaged his Word,  
O Ja╌cob's' God to Thee!  
High tho' my lof╌ty Pa╌lace rise,  
With Ce╌darss no╌bly ceiled.  
And Beds with Golden Ca╌no╌pyeses,  
Would downy Slumbers yield.    

ERRATA.  
PAge 7. line 20. for Too, read As. p. 12. 1. 6. f. the, 〈◊〉 thy. p. 35. 1. 4. f. gain, r. claim. p. 46. 1. 23. f. These r. Whose. p. 51. 1. r. after Truth and Mercy, deal s. p. 64. 1. 2. r. the voice. P. 89, 1. 1. r. outshine. 1. 17. f. the, r. thy P. 90. 1. 31. f. the, r. thy. p. 103. 1. 21. r. thou'dst. p. 104 1. 27. r. sacrifice. p. 108. 1. 18. f. the, r. thy. p. 142. 1. 13 f. thy, r. the. p. 183. 1. 28. f. the, r. thy. p. 185. 1. 22. 〈◊〉 sweet. 1. ult. f. on, r. in. p. 209. 1. 5. r. skies. p. 218. 1. 23 r. bring. p. 222. 1. 20. f. the, r. thy. p. 231. 1. ult. r. Wrath. d., p. 232. 1. 23. r. betrayed. p. 234. 1. 12. f. the 〈◊〉 tho'. P. 238. r. Part 5 th'. Metre 5th. P. 240. 1. 1. r. quickly p. 265. 1. 4. r. And me with. p. 266. 1. 7. r. Thy Law's th● Truth. p. 267. 1. 11. d.; p. 292. 1. 7. r. cheer. p. 295. 1. 20. d. the. p. 296. 1. 29. r. Thoughts. p. 297. 1. 17. f. my, r. thy P. 298. 1. 1. f. them, r. them. p. 309. 1. 6. r. Seed.   

DAVID's PSALMS paraphrased, IN ENGLISH METRE;  
Agreeably to the TUNES commonly Sung in CHURCHES, etc.  

Psal. 1. as the 100th; or Mr. Sandies 3d.  

verse 1 A Thousand Blessings crown his Head,  
Whose Heart all impious Counsel flies;  
And hates those Paths where Sinners tread,  
Who God, and all that's good, despise.   

verse 2 But in his great Creator's Laws  
He spends his happy Days and Nights;  
And thence, by Meditation, draws  
Both what instructs, and what delights.   

verse 3 All his Designs are just, and blessed;  
His Hopes, and every Action thrives:  
And when his mouldering Clay's at rest,  
His fragrant Memory survives.   

So fruitful Trees, near gentle Streams,  
Their Burdens to Perfection bring,  
Unhurt by Summer's scorching Beams,  
And flourish with a constant Spring.   

verse 4 But the lost Sinner toils in vain,  
With faithless Joys to please his Mind;  
His Roots, his Fruits, his cursed Gain,  
All fly like Chaff before the Wind.   

verse 5-6 Let the last dreadful Trumpet sound,  
The Just, his Head undaunted rears;  
While Woes the sinful Soul confound,  
With Terrors racked, and torn with Fears.   

His Own their mighty Master knows;  
And loves, and keeps, and wisely guides;  
But Man, who sins through various Woes,  
To Hell's dark Pains, unminded; slides.    

Another Metre, Psal. 1.  

verse 1 HAppy, thrice happy's he, whose Feet  
Ne'er took that cursed Way,  
Where Atheists and Blasphemers meet,  
And God and Truth betray:  
Who ne'er stood by, to countenance  
What bold Transgressor's dare;  
Nor, that he might in Gild advance,  
Assumed the Scorner's Chair.   

verse 2 He spends his happy Days and Nights  
To search his Maker's Laws;  
And thence Instructions and Delights  
By Meditation draws.  
verse 3 Calmly he looks his Actions over,  
Their Justice calmly tries,  
And then on Mercy's boundless Store  
For good Success relies.   

So Trees near gentle Rivers placed,  
Their Fruits in Season bear;  
With Leaves unfading always graced,  
And flourish all the Year.  
verse 4 But off, like Chaff, God's angry Wind  
The Godless Crowd shall bear;  
verse 5 No Place shall they in Judgement find,  
Nor with the Just appear.   

verse 6 For God, with Favour, kindly knows  
The Just, and all their Ways:  
But Ruin where the Sinner goes,  
And sure Destruction sways.    

PSAL. ij.  

verse 1 GOD's wise Decrees are fixed, and strong,  
As his Eternal Throne:  
Why then should Heathen Fools so long  
His sacred Power disown?  
Vain are their Hopes, vain every Thought;  
And all their Words are vain:  
For what God's mighty Hands have wrought,  
God's mighty Hands maintain.   

verse 2 Weak Kings with flattering Slaves combine,  
And fret with groundless Rage;  
Against their God their Counsels join,  
Against his Christ engage.  
verse 3 Come, let us break their Bonds, they say:  
Throw off their slavish Yoke:  
Why should we unknown Lords obey?  
Or unknown Powers invoke?   

verse 4 But God, who, crowned with Bliss, resides  
Above the lofty Skies,  
Laughs at their Madness, and their Pride,  
And scorns their Policies.  
verse 5 From thundering Clouds his dreadful Voice,  
Distracts their trembling Souls:  
And in his Wrath their Plots destroys,  
And thus their Rage controls.   

verse 6 Rave on, unhappy Fools! confound  
Your envious Thoughts in vain:  
My King sits high, on Zion crowned;  
And I'll his Crown maintain.   

Part 2.  

verse 7 The Son, with Love, all Heavenly mild,  
His Awful Silence breaks;  
And thus, to Pity reconciled,  
With gentle Language speaks;  
Hear me, ah stupid World! declare  
Th' unchangeable Decree.  
Thus my Eternal Father swore,  
Before Time's Birth, to Me.   

Thou art my Son, begot by Me,  
On this Eternal Day:  
verse 8 Ask it, and I'll invest in Thee  
The whole Creation's Sway.  
verse 9 To Thee the World, when made, shall bow;  
Thee all its Host adore:  
All Nations shall thy Rights allow,  
Thy Goodness all implore.   

Thy Rod the Rebel Tribes shall feel,  
Thy Sceptre, forced, obey;  
Crushed by thy Hand, as hardened Steel  
Would dash the mouldering Clay.  
verse 10 Be wise, ye heaven-born Kings; be wise  
All who on Earth command:  
Adore your Lord with humble Eyes;  
With Awe before Him stand;   

verse 11 Joys, but with Fears alloyed, express,  
And early Homage pay,  
Lest in Rebellion's wild Excess  
You lose the perfect Way.  
verse 12 Bow, bow your Necks; for if his Wrath  
In angry Tempests rise,  
Happy, o happy's he, whose Faith  
On Him secured relies!     

PSAL. iij.  

verse 1 HOW are my Foes, dear Lord, increaseed?  
What Crowds against me rise?  
verse 2 And to disturb my mournful Breast,  
A thousand Ways devise?  
God is his only Help, they cry;  
On God his Hopes depend:  
Yet see that God can Help deny,  
And leave his sinking Friend!   

verse 3 Yet Thou, Lord, art my Shield, my Praise,  
My Strength: And when to Thee  
verse 4 My Voice in humble Vows I raise,  
Thy Goodness answers me.  
verse 5 Safely I sleep, and safely wake;  
In thy Protection sure:  
verse 6 No gathering Host my Heart can shake;  
Nor my Defeat procure.   

verse 7 Rise then, my God, and save me now!  
And as thy Anger broke  
My Rebels Teeth; and as they bow  
Beneath thy dreadful Stroke.  
verse 8 So send thy saving Health, and Grace;  
Let all thy Blessings flow:  
And still to Israel's faithful Race  
Thy promised Favour show!    

PSAL. iv.  

verse 1 O Righteous God, whose Justice freed  
My Innocence of old;  
O let my present Prayers succeed,  
Thy Help my Cause uphold!  
verse 2 Vain Men, who by a fond Mistake,  
My solid Faith disgrace;  
And Vanities your Shelter make,  
And empty Lies embrace:   

verse 3 See how God singles out the Just,  
His own peculiar Choice!  
See how my God rewards my Trust,  
And hears my suppliant Voice!  
verse 4 Fear then, o fear Him! sin no more!  
Your own false Hearts survey;  
Examine all your Actions over,  
Your secret Crimes display.   

verse 5 Pardon, with silent Tears, entreat;  
And for an Offering give  
An upright Heart, without Deceit;  
And on his Promise live!  
verse 6 Mean Souls Earth's low Delights advance,  
And fading Wealth embrace.  
But grant us, Lord, thy Countenance,  
And thy Enlight'ning Grace!   

verse 7 So shall more Bliss my Heart enlarge,  
My Breast more Joys contain,  
Than theirs whom Wines and Oils o'er-charge,  
And who in Plenty reign.  
verse 8 No Terrors then shall break my Rest,  
No Fears disturb my Sleep,  
While me thy powerful Arms invest,  
And safe from Dangers keep.    

PSAL. V.  

verse 1 LORD, hear me from thy blessed Abode,  
My Meditations weigh:  
verse 2 Attend my Cries, my King, my God,  
When I devoutly pray!  
verse 3 To Thee I raise my Morning-cries,  
To Thee my Prayers direct;  
And with my longing Heart and Eyes,  
Thy kind Returns expect.   

verse 4 Thy Frowns on wicked Workers light;  
Thou hat'st Iniquity:  
verse 5 No Fools can bear thy angry Sight,  
Nor Sinners dwell with Thee.  
verse 6 Thy Wrath shall lying Lips consume,  
And those who thirst for Blood;  
Or on deceitful Arts presume,  
Too rarely understood.   

verse 7 But to thy Courts, dear Lord, I'll go,  
Safe in thy Mercies store;  
And towered thy sacred Altars bow,  
And in thy Fear adore.  
verse 8 O lead me in thy righteous Way,  
To scape my watchful Foes:  
To me thy Wisdom's Rules display,  
Thy happy Paths disclose!   

verse 9 My Foes in Fraud and Falshood deal,  
Their inward Parts are vile;  
Their Throats devouring Graves conceal,  
Their flattering Tongues beguile.  
verse 10 Destroy them, Lord! in their own Arts,  
The Rebel Crew confound:  
verse 11 So Joys from merry faithful Hearts,  
In lasting Hymns shall sound.   

verse 12 For, Lord, thy Favour on the Just  
In mighty Streams descends:  
Thy Goodness all who on Thee trust,  
Like some firm Shield, defends.    

PSAL. vj.  

verse 1 REbuke me not in Anger, Lord;  
Nor in thy Wrath correct:  
verse 2 Health to my aching Bones afford;  
My wretched State respect!  
verse 3 My Soul quite faints: But oh! how long  
Must I no Answer have!  
verse 4 O turn! o free my Soul from Wrong!  
My Soul in Mercy save!   

verse 5 In Death none thinks of Thee; no Praise,  
No Thanks our Graves disclose:  
And, oh! my Strength, dear Lord, decays,  
Quite spent with wasting Woes!  
verse 6 All Night my Easless Bed with Tears,  
With Tears my Couch overflows;  
verse 7 My Sight quite dim with Age appears,  
Through my prevailing Foes.   

But see one Beam of cheerful Light!  
Be gone, ye sinful Crew!  
verse 8 My Prayers are in my Maker's Sight;  
And all my Tears in view:  
verse 9 Blush then, mistaken Fools! for shame;  
For God has heard my Cries:  
verse 10 Be gone! for in his Mighty Name  
My Strength, my Safety lies.    

PSAL. seven.  

verse 1 IN Thee, my Lord, I firmly trust;  
My Foe, dear God control!  
verse 2 Jest, Lion-like, with Force unjust,  
He tear my helpless Soul.  
verse 3 If e'er against my Prince, if e'er  
My very Thoughts rebelled;  
If I his Crown unjustly wear,  
Or e'er against him swelled:   

verse 4 If e'er I War for Peace repaid:  
Nay, if my Filial Care  
My King, my Foe unjustly made,  
Did never kindly spare;  
verse 5 Then let my bloodiest Foes prevail,  
And hurl my Glories down;  
My Life with due Success assail,  
And spurn my envied Crown.   

verse 6 But since I'm innocent, and from  
Such Imputations free,  
O now to my Assistance come,  
Redeem and rescue me!  
O'rouze thy Fury, Lord! and break  
My Adversaries Rage!  
Rouse it, and in thy Judgement speak,  
And for my Rights engage!   

verse 7 So shall the Multitude surround  
Thy Courts with grateful Praise:  
Rise the●, with awful Glories crowned;  
And thy Tribunal raise.  
verse 8 O judge the Nations round, and me,  
By thy impartial Laws;  
Then cleared my Innocence shall be,  
And vindicate my Cause.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Let Sin, and sinful Workers die,  
The Just more firmly stand:  
The Hearts and Reins severely try,  
And righteous things command.  
verse 10 For God's my Shield; that God, whose Grace  
The Heart sincere protects;  
verse 11 He's just, and on the sinful Race  
His daily Wrath reflects.   

verse 12 If still his Sins the Sinner loves,  
His Sword he fiercely whets;  
And of this deadly Bowstring proves,  
His Bow as often sets.  
verse 13 Death's Instruments are all prepared,  
His Arrows pointed right  
At such who dare, though kindly spared,  
Against their Maker fight.   

verse 14 The Wretch, big with Iniquity,  
And Lies, and Mischief, goes;  
The monstrous Birth brought forth, we see,  
With Hellish Pangs and Throws.  
verse 35 He plots, and is himself ensnared  
In Nets himself had spread;  
His Pains and Rage recoiling hard  
On his contriving Head.   

verse 17 I'll praise the Lord; high as his Fame,  
My lofty Praise shall sly:  
I'll sing to his Immortal Name,  
Who ever lives on high.     

PSAL. viij.  

verse 1 GReat Lord of Lords! how swift thy Name  
Through every Climate flies!  
Thy spreading Praise, thy glorious Fame,  
Surmounts the lofty Skies.  
verse 2 Thy Strength in Babes and suckling's shyves,  
To quell thy senseless Foes;  
To crush the Rebel-World's Designs,  
And all their Rage expose.   

verse 3 When I the Sky's vast Arch survey,  
Raised by thy curious Hand;  
How Moon and Stars thy Rules obey,  
And fixed, in Order stand:  
verse 4 Lord, how has Man thy Thoughts possessed!  
Lost Man thy Smiles obtained!  
Who sinned; yet, with a Saviour blessed.  
New Hopes of Mercy gained!   

verse 5 Though He, our Lives to purchase, took  
Less than an Angel's State,  
All Graces in his Godlike Look  
With humble Greatness sat  
verse 6 To Him the whole Creation yields,  
And at his Footstool bow:  
verse 7 The Herds, which trace the Woods and Fields,  
His sovereign Rights allow.   

verse 8 To Him the feathered Hosts resign,  
And his Commands obey.  
And Fish, which through the Ocean's Brine  
Divide their wondrous Way.  
verse 9 How swift, great Lord of Lords, thy Name  
Through every Climate flies;  
O how thy Praise, thy glorious Fame  
Surmounts the losty Skies!    

Another More, as Mr, Sandies 17th.  

verse 1 LOrd, how Illustrious is thy Sacred Name!  
How blessed, great God of Hosts, Eternal King!  
Whose Honours all the lower World proclaim!  
Whose Honours all the Heavenly Armies sing!   

verse 2 Yet when the Foes, blind with malicious Rage,  
Affront thy Honours, or thy Name defy,  
Poor Babes, weak Infants, on thy Part engage,  
And quickly make the boasting Monsters fly.   

More Strength, more Truth, from Infant-Language flows,  
Than haughty Learning, or presuming Pride.  
The meanest Wretch, by thy best influence, grows  
A faithful Preacher, a victorious Guide.   

verse 3 When I survey the never-resting Skies,  
Whose moving Arch thy curious Fingers spread;  
When to the Changing Moon I raise my Eyes,  
The Stars with inexhausted Brightness fed;   

verse 4 Lord, what's poor Man, or Man's polluted Race,  
So pitied yet, so kindly owned by thee?  
How could he hope for such unbounded Grace,  
That for his sake, God should Incarnate be?   

verse 5 Yet God, for our Ioved sakes, our Nature took;  
Beneath Himself, beneath his Angels found;  
Tho Godlike Beauties graced his Heavenly Look;  
His Sacred Head Majestic Glories crowned.   

verse 6 wherever He moved, submissive Nature bowed;  
His Handiworks their great Creator knew:  
And to adore his Feet, th' impatient Crowd  
On the swift Wings of just Obedience flew.   

verse 7 Before Him savage Brutes their Fierceness laid:  
On Him rough Lions fawned, and Panthers gazed:  
Weak Sheep with hungry Wolves all fearless played;  
And with fierce Tiger's Kine securely grazed.   

verse 8 On lofty Trees, around his Glorious Head,  
With strange Delight the feathered Chorus hung;  
O'er Him their fanning Pinions gently spread,  
And in their native Tunes his Praises sung.   

When o'er the Seas their King triumphant passed,  
Beneath his Feet the Billows silent lay;  
The finny Herd his wondrous Footsteps traced,  
And with their Silver Scales described his Way.   

verse 9 Thy Honours thus the Lower World proclaim,  
Thy Honours thus all Nature's Armies sing.  
Lord, how illustrious is thy Sacred Name!  
How blessed, great Lord of Hosts, Eternal King!    

PSAL. ix. As the First.  

verse 1 I'LL praise the Lord with Heart and Voice;  
His great, his wondrous Actions praise:  
verse 2 In Thee, O highest: God, rejoice;  
Thy Name in Songs Triumphant raise.   

verse 3 My Foes shall turn their Backs, and fall,  
And sink before thy Glorious Face;  
verse 4 Thy righteous Bar has judged 'em all,  
And now my Cause obtains the place.   

verse 5 Thy Hand o'erturns the Nations round,  
Thy Hand the sinful World subdues;  
Their Names Eternal Blots confound,  
And dark Forgetfulness pursues.   

verse 6 O Enemy, presume no more  
To lay huge Towns and Countries waste;  
Thy Rage our burning Cities bore,  
Thy Rage their very Names defaced.   

verse 7 But our Eternal God appears,  
His Bar prepared for Judgement stands;  
verse 8 The World His righteous Sentence hears,  
His wise Decrees, and just Commands.   

verse 9 The Lord, their Refuge, saves the Poor,  
With mighty Cares and Woes oppressed:  
verse 10 His Saints live in His Help secure,  
And in his constant Presence blessed.   

Part 2.  

verse 11 To Sion's God your Praises sing,  
His Acts through all the World declare!  
verse 12 When He his Quest for Blood shall bring,  
He'll grant the Poor's accepted Prayer.   

verse 13 Thou who my Soul from Death couldst raise,  
My Sufferings, Lord, in Mercy view:  
verse 14 I'll then thy Name in Zion praise,  
And Joys in thy Salvation show.   

verse 15 In their own Pits the Gentiles fall,  
Their own strong Nets their Feet have caught;  
verse 16 Their own false Hearts have trapped 'em all:  
So wisely God's Designs are wrought.   

verse 17 The Wicked, all shall sink, and those  
Whose heathenish Souls their God forget;  
verse 18 But sufferers sha'ned for ever lose  
Their Hopes, or all in Darkness set.   

verse 19 Rise, Lord; o let not Men prevail;  
But rise, and judge the Nations round!  
verse 20 Till all their Hearts with Terror fail;  
Not Gods, but Men, and mortal found.     

PSAL. x.  

verse 1 WHY, Lord, o why so far from me,  
In my afflicted State?  
verse 2 When Sin and haughty Pride agree,  
And all our Woes create?  
verse 3 O let their Arts themselves ensnare  
Who boast: of Crimes they love,  
Who bless the Covetous, and dare,  
What God abhors, approve!   

verse 4 His God the prosperous Sinner scorns,  
God ne'er his Thoughts employs;  
verse 5 The World beneath his Greatness mourns,  
Which all Her Peace destroys.  
Thy Judgements, Lord, exalted far  
Above his Sense appear;  
Which makes him scorn his Foes in War,  
And puff at Dangers near.   

verse 6 His Heart concludes, I'm great; no Ill  
Can change my certain State:  
verse 7 His Mouth Fraud, Lies and Curses fill;  
His Tongue, mischievous Hate.  
verse 8 Close in his Lurking-holes he lies,  
To kill the Innocent;  
Blood revels in his furious Eyes,  
On their Destruction bend.   

verse 9 He like some Lion Couchant lies,  
To seize the trembling Prey;  
And would God's holy Saint surprise,  
And tear their Souls away.  
A thousand Traps and Snares he sets  
Where harmless Virtue goes;  
And to the Tangled in his Nets  
No Truth nor Mercy shows.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 Sometimes the Wicked hangs his Head,  
And feigns Humility;  
That, by his harmless Air misled,  
The Meek may fall, and die.  
verse 11 God, if there's any God, he says,  
Forgets what Mortals do:  
He can't discern our crafty Ways,  
Our secret Actions view.   

verse 12 Up, Lord! stretch out thy powerful Hand,  
Afflicted Souls to save!  
verse 13 For why should Fools against thee stand?  
Thy dreadful Vengeance brave?  
Why should they cry, God minds it not?  
verse 14 O let thy piercing Sight  
Look through their dark mischievous Plot:  
Re-pay their secret Spite!   

On Thee the Poor for Help depend;  
To Thee sad Orphans fly.  
verse 15 Break wicked Arms, their Malice end,  
And Sin itself shall die.  
verse 16 The Lord for ever reigns; his Arms  
Our Land from Gentiles freed:  
verse 17 He hears the Meek, their Courage warms,  
And makes their Prayers succeed.   

verse 18 He helps the Fatherless and Poor,  
And quells the Sinner's Rage,  
Left they, our Ruins to procure,  
Should all their Force engage.     

PSAL. xj.  

verse 1 IN God my Hope securely stands,  
Why then should Wretches cry?  
Fly! fly to Hills, or foreign Lands!  
Like Birds affrighted fly.  
verse 2 See how the Wicked bend their Bows;  
And Nock their Arrows sure!  
That they with unexpected Blows,  
May Death to thine procure.   

verse 3 And since Hope's best Foundations are  
By wicked Hands destroyed,  
Oh, how shall Men of Justice far!  
Or how their Force avoid?  
verse 4 God in his Holy Temple sits  
Enthroned above the Sky,  
And all the Faults weak Man commits,  
His piercing Eyelids try.   

verse 5 He proves the Just, but hates all those,  
Who Sin and Rapine love;  
verse 6 On them Snares, Flames and Sulphur throws,  
And Terrors from above.   

verse 7 For God, who's infinitely Just,  
In Justice takes Delight:  
And Upright Men may safely trust  
In His reviving Sight.    

Another Metre, as Mr. Sandies 4th  

verse 1 MY Faith is fixed on God most High.  
Why then should Fools to vex me cry,  
As Birds afraid,  
By Noises made,  
Hence to the Mountains fly!   

verse 2 For lo! the Wicked bend their Bows,  
Their Arrows on the strings dispose,  
At Men upright  
In Woes dark Night,  
They make their deadly Blows.   

verse 3 Ill Men, by Force and Art, have thrown  
The Governments Foundations down.  
Where then, o where  
Can those appear,  
Who Truth and Justice own?   

verse 4 God in his Holy Temple reigns,  
The Lord enthroned on High remains,  
And with His Eyes  
Severely tries  
What Sins the Soul retains.   

verse 5 he'll try and vindicate the Just,  
But His Eternal Vengeance must  
With Death pursue  
That Impious Crew  
Who dare in Rapine trust.   

verse 6 Thick Snares, hot Flames, and Sulphur shall,  
Like dismal Storms on Sinners fall;  
Strange Terrors will  
Their Fancies fill,  
And Fears confound them all.   

verse 7 The righteous God in Actions Right  
Has ever fixed his whole Delight;  
Only the Man  
Whd's Righteous can  
Procure his favouring sight.    

PSAL. xij.  

verse 1 O Help me Lord, for Goodness now,  
And Truth from Earth are flown!  
None Honesty nor Mercy show,  
They're all Deceiful grown.  
verse 2 All double Hearts and Tongues employ,  
When with their Friends they speak;  
verse 3 But God will Lying-lips destroy,  
And haughty Boasters break.   

verse 4 Who say, Come let our Tongues be free,  
Our Words at Random fly;  
And when we use that Liberty,  
What Lord shall ask us why?  
verse 5 But to relieve their misery  
To hear the Needy's cry,  
I'll rise, says God, and set him free  
From Scorn and, Cruelty.   

verse 6 And, Lord, Thy Promises are pure  
As Silver oft refined,  
verse 7 And will thy happy Saints secure  
From Men to Vice inclined.  
verse 8 The Wicked proudly stalks and swells,  
But when Exalted high  
Grief on each Humane visage dwells,  
And Blushes Crimson Dye.    

PSAL. xiij.  

verse 1 LOst in Oblivion, Lord, shall I  
No more behold thy Face?  
verse 2 Must all my Thoughts distractedly,  
And Woes my Heart embrace.  
Still shall my Foes my strength assail,  
And still above me rise?  
verse 3 Lord, hear me! and e'er Death prevail  
Unclose my failing Eyes!   

verse 4 O never let my haughty Foes  
Presume 've conquered me!  
If they my smallest Trip disclose,  
They'll all Triumphant be.  
verse 5 But in thy mercy, Lord, I trust,  
Thy saving Health adore.  
verse 6 And sing to Thee whose Bounty must  
My doubting Soul restore.    

PSAL. xiv.  

verse 1 THe wicked Fool's misguided Heart  
The World's great God denies;  
Hence all from Ways of Virtue start,  
And horrid Crimes devise.  
verse 2 God from above the World surveys,  
And Humane Actions reads,  
To see who common Sense obeys,  
And God, or Goodness heeds.   

verse 3 But all from God's pure Ways decline,  
And in his Nostrils stink,  
None, None at all on Truth's Divine,  
Or sober Virtues think.  
" Their Throats like gaping Graves appear, [Ex● Septuaginta  
" Their oily Tongues deceive,  
" Their Lips more deadly Poisons bear,  
" Then biting Asps leave.   

" Their Mouths with bitter Curses stored,  
" Their Feet to Murders fly,  
" Destruction all their Paths afford,  
" And certain Misery.  
" No Ways of Charity, or Peace,  
" Their Pride; or Malice knows,  
" And they as still their Crimes increase,  
" No Fear of God disclose.   

verse 4 But can the Sons of Sin so lose  
Their Understanding power,  
That they like Bread my Saints abuse,  
And all at once devour.  
To God no Sense can make them pray:  
verse 5 Tho' where no Ground appears  
Their Souls a thousand Terrors sway,  
And causeless senseless Fears.   

But God who loves the Righteous Race,  
Among the Just remains,  
verse 6 And while Ill Men their Hope disgrace,  
He still their Hope sustins.  
verse 7 Oh, whence sliall Israe●'s safety rise?  
If God their mournful State  
Restore, in Them the kind surprise  
Will boundless Joys create.    

PSAL. XV.  

verse 1 HOw blest, how glorious is the Place,  
Where thy great Name resides!  
How blessed the Man whom there thy Grace  
From impious Crowds divides!  
But, Lord, what Gifts can six him there?  
What wondrous Virtues raise  
His Soul to love thy House, and there  
To sing thy daily Praise,   

verse 2 He only can with Hopes be blest  
Of that Celestial State,  
Who hides no Envy in his Breast  
Nor deadly lurking Hate:  
But all his Thoughts are fixed and true,  
And all his Actions right.  
Faith to his Word is always due,  
His Lips in Truth delight.   

No Falsehood e'er perverts his Heart,  
No Lies defile his Tongue;  
verse 3 Nor dares he, with malicious Art,  
Contrive his Neighbour's Wrong.  
He scorns those Tales by Malice raised,  
To blast his fragrant Name;  
And all those senseless Scandals blazed  
Against his rising Fame.   

Part 2.  

verse 4 That hardened Wretch, who proudly flights  
His great Creator's Laws;  
Whose Wit against his Maker fights,  
And backs a Godless Cause;  
That vile, that despicable Slave  
His nobler Thoughts despise,  
But smiles the Good shall always have,  
And Kindnefs in his Eyes.   

No Loss, no Gain his Justice bows,  
His Words Assurance speak;  
He'll ne'er his Oaths, nor sacred Vows,  
Nor just Engagements break.  
verse 5 Boundless and wide his Bounty flows,  
And vile Extortion hates.  
Large as Men's Wants his Mercy grows,  
And all their Wealth creates.   

He loves the Innocent, and strives  
Their Virtues to protect:  
From him no Bribe can buy their Lives,  
Nor Falsehood gain Respect.  
Thus shall he reach thy holy Place,  
There grow, and flourish there:  
And in the Glories of thy Face  
No Loss nor Dangers fear.     

Another Metre as Mr. Sandies 7th.  

verse 1 Blessed Lord, how glorious is the Place  
Thy Altars grace!  
How is that holy Temple blessed,  
By Thee possessed!  
But, O, what happy Man is he  
Who there a daily Guest may be!   

verse 2 He's only of that Bliss secure  
Whose Life is pure,  
Who never lets Contagions Sin  
Prevail within;  
For Right and Justice only cares,  
And from his Heart the Truth declares.   

verse 3 He'll never slander, never lie;  
Nor will his Eye  
With Malice, or an envious View,  
His Friend pursue;  
Nor to his Neighbour's Hurt proceed,  
Or break his Peace, by Word or Deed.   

verse 4 He will, if Men in Sin delight,  
Abhor their Sight;  
And with a just Contempt despise  
Their shameless Lies.  
But reverence and Respect afford  
To such as love and fear the Lord.   

If to his Neighbour's Profit e'er  
He kindly swear,  
Though to himself a Prejudice  
From thence may rise,  
Falsehood on him shall ne'er prevail;  
His Gain, but not his Faith, may fail.   

verse 5 He'll, if Extortion raised it, hate  
A vast Estate;  
And won't, for Bribes, quit the Defence  
Of Innocence.  
The Man whose Life is thus approved,  
Shall ne'er by Fears or Pains be moved.    

PSAL. xuj. As the First.  

verse 1 PReserve me, Lord, who trust in Thee!  
verse 2 To God my thankful Heart has said,  
Thou art my Lord, but canst not be  
More blessed by my Submissions made.   

verse 3 I, with unbounded Bliss, delight  
In Saints, in such as Goodness mind:  
verse 4 But Sorrows multiplied shall light  
On Men to other Gods inclined.   

I'll ne'er, though kindly called, partake  
Of their detested Sacrifice;  
Nor Mention of their Idols make,  
They never from my Lips shall rise.   

verse 5 My God's my blessed Inheritance,  
My Right his mighty Arm sustains:  
verse 6 My Lines on pleasant Parts advance;  
For me a goodly Let remains.   

Part 2.  

verse 7 My Thanks I'll to my Teacher show,  
I nightly feel his gentle Hand;  
verse 8 He's ever fixed before me, so  
I still unmoved, unshaken stand.   

verse 9 My Heart henee springs with rising Joys,  
My Tongue's with glorious Praises blessed:  
Though Death my Mortal State destroys,  
My Flesh in certain Hope shall rest.   

verse 10 The Grave shall soon my Flesh resign,  
Death quit his Triumphs o'er my Soul.  
Tombs shan't thy Holy One Confine,  
Nor Worms my mouldering Corpse control.   

verse 11 To me thy Grace new Life shall show;  
Lord, in thy Presence Joys abound;  
With thee Eternal Pleasures flow,  
And lasting Bliss, with Glories crowned.     

PSAL. xvij.  

verse 1 HEar me, o hear me, Lord?  
Accept my earnest Cry!  
Thy Justice to his Prayers afford,  
Who hates Hypocrisy!  
verse 2 O weight my Right, and let  
My Sentence come from Thee!  
verse 3 Thou try'st my Heart thy Looks are set,  
By Night to visit me.   

Yet thou hast found me pure  
When in thy Furnace tried:  
My Lips, by Resolutions sure,  
Are to thy Precepts tied.  
verse 4 Whatever vile Sinners dare,  
I know thy Word's Divine:  
And from destructive Paths, with Care,  
My wandering Feet confine.   

verse 5 Lord, all my Motions guide  
To tread thy sacred Way!  
And never let my Footsteps wide  
From Paths of Virtue stray!  
verse 6 I only call to thee,  
Who hearest the Cries of thine:  
Lord, bow thy gracious Ears to me,  
And to my Words incline!   

verse 7 Thy wondrous Love disclose  
To those who trust in thee;  
And save them from the Rage of those  
Who would their Ruin see!  
verse 8 Keep me as Eyelids keep.  
And guard the tender Eye,  
That I beneath thy Wings may sleep.  
Beneath thy Shade may lie!   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Save me from bloody Hands,  
Who now enclose me round;  
And all those cruel angry Bands,  
Which would my Life confound!  
verse 10 Who, fat and haughty made,  
Speak big with lofty Pride;  
verse 11 But Snares which in our Paths are laid,  
With downcast Looks can hid.   

verse 12 Who, like fierce Lions, would  
Surprise the trembling Prey;  
Or Lions Whelps, which mad for Blood,  
In Thickets lurking stay.  
verse 13 Rise, quell their Malice, Lord,  
And break their Insolence!  
From wicked Men, thy deadly Sword,  
Be thou my Soul's Defence.   

verse 14 From Godless Brutes, employed  
To scourge a careless Age;  
Men who with Earthly Blessings cloyed,  
Their Hearts on Earth engage;  
Whose craving Bellies all  
The secret Treasures fill;  
Whose Sons are fat, whose Lordships fall  
Down to their Children still.   

verse 15 So I in Righteousness  
Thy glorious Face shall see  
Which, when I'm raised again, shall bless  
Me to Satiety.    

PSAL. xviij. as the 100 th', or Mr, Sandies 9 th'.  

verse 1 HOW shall I praise my God, my King,  
Thus ecstasyed with Joys and Love?  
What worthy Hallslujahs sing  
To his great Name who rules above?   

He, by a thousand sacred Bands,  
Has made my grateful Heart his own.  
verse 2 My Strength, my Rock, my Fort He stands,  
His Forse in my deliverance shown.   

My God, my solid Hope, my Shield,  
Against my fierce insulting Foes:  
Safe in his Strength I keep the Field,  
My Crown his mighty Arm bestows.   

verse 3 Him will I praise, to him I'll pray,  
And so from all my Foes be free,  
verse 4 Thou Death's strong Chains should stop my Way,  
And Floods of Horror compass me.   

verse 5 Hell's dismal Sorrows hedged me round,  
Death's cruel Chains opposed my Way;  
verse 6 Yet my Distress his Mercy found,  
And from his Seat He heard me pray.    

Part 2.  

verse 7 His Awful Nod my Cries received,  
Which all the World's Foundations shook,  
And Mountains from their Bases heaved,  
Unhinged by his revenging Look.   

verse 8 Thick Smoke his kindling Furies raised,  
His Wrath the streaming Vapour showed,  
Devouring Flames before him blazed,  
And Bolts with living Sulphur glowed.   

verse 9 He came, heavens bending Arches groaned,  
His Steps thick Darkness covered over;  
verse 10 Triumphant Flames their Lord enthroned,  
On Wings of rapid Tempests bore.   

verse 11 My sterious Gloom around him slowed,  
And where he forced his wondrous Way,  
His Way Majestic Darkness showed,  
And heavy Clouds obscured the Day.   

verse 12 But soon his fiery Wrath dispelled  
The Clouds, the Clouds dissolved around;  
And Drops to monstrous Hail congealed,  
With burning Bolts, raked o'er the Ground.   

verse 13 The thundering Skies his Voice revealed,  
The Air returned the dreadful Sound;  
And Drops to monstrous Hail congealed,  
With burning Bolts, raked o'er the Ground.   

verse 14 Thick as his Hail his Arrows flew:  
Nor could his Foes their Force avoid,  
While his sure Hand thick Lightnings threw,  
And all their scattered Hosts destroyed.    

Part 3.  

verse 15 Great God, when thy sierce Fury stormed,  
Distracted Nature trembling lay;  
And the unfarhomed Deep, deformed  
Through horrid Ruptures, felt the Day.   

The Seas old Parent Springs appeared,  
And the great World's Foundations torn;  
The tottering Hills their Dooms day feared,  
By thy impetuous Wrath o'er-born.   

verse 16 For me yet were his Loves engaged,  
His Brows with softer Glory shined;  
He saved me from the Gulfs enraged,  
And all the greedy Floods combined.   

verse 17 His gracious Arm still rescues me  
From all my Foes insulting Hate,  
That Arm which me alone can free,  
And their prevailing Force abate.   

verse 18 Their Spite my saddest Moment's watched,  
But God was then my Guard, my Stay;  
He loved, he loved my Soul, and snatched  
From hungry Jaws the fainting Prey.   

verse 19 My harmless Innocence he knows,  
And with his bounteous Love pursues;  
verse 20 For I his sacred Methods chose,  
Nor would, his just Commands refuse.    

Part 4.  

verse 21 God's Statures still before me lay,  
verse 22 Nor durst I cast his Laws aside,  
verse 23 But with Him trod the perfect Way,  
And all my craving Lusts denied.   

verse 24 So God my Love with Love repaid,  
Repaid my righteous Innocence,  
And to my Hands thus guiltless made  
he'll still His kind Rewards dispense.   

verse 25 God's ever Just; where Mercy shines  
His Mercy meet's the tender Heart,  
Where Man to perfect Deeds inclines,  
His Smiles a perfect meed impart.   

verse 26 Where the plain Heart sincerely moves,  
God's Blessings are unmixed and plain,  
Where Man deceit and falsehood loves,  
False Hopes, false Joys, are all his gain.   

verse 27 Thou shalt thy poor Afflicted raise,  
Bring down the Looks which proudly swell  
verse 28 And make my Light more brightly blaze,  
And all my darker thoughts dispel.   

verse 29 By Thee with Godlike vigour armed  
Through rallied Hosts I force my way,  
Scale losty Walls, till all alarmed  
My ever conquering Sword obey.    

Part 5.  

verse 30 God's ways are perfect, tried and pure  
His Word; His Strength a certain Shield.  
verse 31 What God but Ours can help secure?  
What Lord so firm a Shelter yield?   

verse 32 My God, my Arm with strength supplies,  
And makes my Ways and Counsels plain,  
verse 33 Through him my speed the Hart outflies,  
And I set high securely reign.   

verse 34 He taught, my unskilled Arms the flight  
To throw the Spear and lift the Shield,  
To break steel Bows with ease, and fight  
The Duel, or, the Marshaled field.   

verse 35 Through Thee I'm safe and guarded sure,  
And Greatness gain, and kind support,  
verse 36 My Paths grow large, my Feet secure,  
My Foes my Conquering Armies sport.   

verse 37 My flying Foes I'll swiftly chase  
And seize, and soon confound them all:  
verse 38 Till in their Breasts my Shafts take place,  
And Dead beneath my feet they fall.   

verse 39 When numerous Armies take the Field  
With strength thy Spirit girds me round,  
verse 40 Thou make'st my fierce Opposers yield,  
Their humbled Necks to kiss the ground.   

Through Thee my Hands with ease destroy  
Those Crowds whose spite my Glory crossed.  
verse 41 In vain to God for Help they cry,  
Their Prayers, their empty Cries are lost    

Part 6.  

verse 42 Through Thee my scattered Foes are blown  
Like Dust before the stormy Wind,  
Or like vile Dirt in streets are thrown,  
And I tread down their hated kind.   

verse 43 No more shall strife the Tribes divide,  
But I'll by joined Agreement reign,  
And o'er strange Heathen Lands preside,  
And Realms unknown shall drag my Chain.   

verse 44 They'll by my Name alarmed obey,  
And Strangers smooth pretences make,  
verse 45 And humble Reverence seem to pay  
When all their strongest Frontiers quake.   

verse 46 Blessed be my God o ever blest!  
My everliving Rock! may He,  
verse 47 Whose saving Help my Foes depressed,  
More honoured still, more glorious be!   

verse 48 Their Heads its mark His Vengearice makes,  
And He the subject Nation's leads;  
Me from their cruel Envy takes,  
And sets me high above their Heads.   

And tho' Man's heady Fury still  
Fly out, thy Arms my Safety bring;  
verse 49 And I before the Gentiles will  
Thy Praise, in grateful Anthems, sing.   

verse 50 To Kings He great Salvation gives;  
And sure of his protecting Grace  
His David, his Anointed lives,  
And all his long succeeding Race.     

PSAL, 19 As the 18th.  

verse 1 LOok up obdurate Wretch! Survey  
The Heavens, the far extended Skies:  
See what those sacred Volumes lay,  
Before thy Unbelieving Eyes.   

To prove our God's Existence, there  
A thousand starry Beauties shine,  
A thousand glorious Marks appear,  
Of Providence and Love Divine.   

verse 2 If still thy sullen Silence dare  
Neglect thy great Creator's Praise,  
Yet wiser Nature's grateful Care  
His Being speaks, his Might displays.   

There, Days to Nights, and Nights to Days,  
Instructive Wisdom's Lectures read.  
verse 3 Yet to proclaim God's wondrous praise,  
They neither Voice nor Language need.   

Orders prodigious Eloquence,  
O'er all the seeing World prevails;  
And with strong Truth, and weighty Sense,  
Their willing Eyes and Hearts assails.   

verse 4 Nor can Earth's darkest Corners be  
So far from Light or Sense removed,  
But they our God's Existence see,  
And Atheïstic Lies disproven.   

Part 2.  

Above in open Skies He blessed  
verse 5 The Place from whence the lightsome Sun  
Like some Illustrious Bridegroom dressed;  
Or well-breathed vigorous Youth should run.   

verse 6 Through every Point he swiftly drives,  
And sheds his Influences round,  
And as He runs disperses Lives,  
His Heats with vast Productions crowned.   

verse 7 Yet tho' that radiant Star declare,  
So plain the Majesty Divine,  
Tho' Nature speak her Maker's care,  
And God in every Creature shine.   

More happy we, to whom his Grace  
Imparts his Will, and sacred Laws;  
Where, through each Word, the Poor may trace  
His Works, and Him, their mighty Cause.   

Thy Laws in full Perfection shine,  
Great God, thy Statutes firmly stand;  
Those, sinful Thoughts to Good incline;  
These make the Simplest understand.   

verse 8 Thy Precepts right, thy Dictates pure,  
Give Joy, and clear the Cloudy Eyes;  
verse 9 Thy Worship ever shall endure,  
Thy Judgements all are just, and wise.    

Part 3.  

verse 10 Honey we'd eat, and Gold we'd gain;  
That, for its Sweetness; this, its Price.  
But nobler Sweets thy Laws contain;  
More worth, thy Word's Divine Advice.   

verse 11 They warn my Soul when Danger's near,  
Dangers which Health and Lust create;  
And then conduct me safely where  
Rewards on just Obedience wait.   

verse 12 Yet who, o holy God can know  
What Gild his inmost Thoughts attends,  
Who weighs his Words, his Actions who?  
Or on their Innocence depends?   

Cleanse me, o cleanse my Soul, my God,  
From Sins o'er-looked, and Gild unknown:  
verse 13 O let me not beneath the Load  
Of Madness or Presumption groan!   

So from great Gild, great Errors, free,  
verse 14 I'll praise my strong Redeemer's Name,  
Till all my Thoughts and Words with Thee:  
May Favour and Acceptance gain.     

PSAL. xx. As the 12th.  

verse 1 WHen, pressed with weighty Cares,  
The Lord accept thy Prayers,  
Thee with his glorious Name defend!  
verse 2 May his Assisting-Grace  
Come from thy Holy Place;  
His Strength from Sion's Hill descend!  
verse 3 O may thy Sacrifice  
Right from his Altars rise,  
Consumed at once by Flames Divine!  
verse 4 He give thee wished Success,  
And all thy Counsels bless,  
While we in Thanks and Praise combine!   

verse 5 With Joys Triumphant we  
Thy great Salvation see:  
In God's great Name our Standards high,  
With humbly grateful Praise,  
And cheerful Hands, we'll raise:  
May God to all thy Prayers reply!  
verse 6 He, from his holy Throne,  
Will his Anointed own;  
On him his God's Salvation flows:  
That Health and Safety strong,  
Which to our God belong,  
God's mighty Arm alone bestows.   

verse 7 Some in their Chariot's most,  
And some in Horses boast;  
But we, in God's more powerful Name.  
verse 8 They, crushed and broken all,  
In weighty Ruins fall,  
While we our Saviour's Strength proclaim:  
Through that we strongly rise,  
And with erected Eyes,  
The Spring of all our Strength adore.  
verse 9 O Thou, our God, our King,  
Accept the Vows we bring,  
When we thy needful He'p implore!    

Another Metre. As the 100th.  

verse 1 THE Lord, in dangerous Times receive  
Thy Prayers; his Name defend thee still  
verse 2 Thy Wants with holy Aids relieve,  
And help thee from his sacred Hill!   

verse 3 O may He all thy Vows record,  
Consume thy grateful Sacrifice:  
verse 4 Success to thy vast Thoughts afford,  
And bless each mighty Enterprise!   

verse 5 So, in his Health Triumphant, we  
Will raise our happy Standards high  
In God's great Name, while kindly he  
Shall to thy servant Prayers reply:   

verse 6 Now, now I know the Lord his Health  
on his Anointed King bestows;  
Whose Strength, whose Happiness, and Wealth,  
From his Celestial Treasure flows.   

verse 7 Some trust in well-armed Chariots; some  
In Horses, and in Horse-men's Force:  
In God's more powerful Name we come;  
To him alone's our who'e Recourse.   

verse 8 They quickly bend, and quickly fall;  
We rise more high, and stronger stand;  
verse 9 Help, Lord! and when, distressed, we call,  
For us thy Royal Aids command!    

PSAL. xxj. As the 100th,  

verse 1 THE King shall in thy Might be glad,  
And in thy saving Health rejoice,  
verse 2 Since he, blessed Lord, his Wishes had,  
And thou hast heard his humble Voice.   

verse 3 Thy Goodness all his Hopes prevents,  
And crowns his Head with envied Gold:  
verse 4 He begged for Life; thy Love consents,  
He long may live, and ne'er be old.   

verse 5 Thy great Salvation set him high,  
With all Majestic Glory crowned:  
verse 6 On him Eternal Blessings lie;  
Thy Heavenly Joys his Heart surround.   

verse 7 The King on God above relies,  
And in his Mercy firmly stands:  
verse 8 No Foe beyond his Anger flies,  
Nor escapes his long revenging Hands.   

verse 9 Lord, when thy dreadful Fury burns,  
Its Flame their Stock at once consumes,  
verse 10 And all their Race on Earth o'erturns,  
And all their wretched Pride entombs.   

verse 11 Against thee they conspired, and framed  
Such Plots as no Effect could take.  
verse 12 O let them turn their Backs ashamed!  
Thine Arrows sharp against them make!   

verse 13 Exalt thy Might, thy Glory, Lord;  
Arise, exalt thy lofty Name,  
While we with Songs thy Might record,  
And all thy wondrous Acts proclaim.    

PSAL. xxij.  

verse 1 WHY, o my God; my God, o why  
Hast thou Forsaken me!  
How long so distant from my Cry  
Shall thy Salvation be!  
verse 2 To thee, my God; I cry by Day;  
To thee by Night I cry;  
With Tears, with restless Tears, I pray;  
Yet, unregarded, die.   

verse 3 Yet Thou art holy, Lord, and pure;  
With faithful Praise adored:  
verse 4 Our Father's Hopes in Thee were sure,  
Thy He●p their Souls restored.  
verse 5 On Thee they called, and hoped in Thee,  
Yet no Disgrace received:  
Thy Hand procured their Liberty,  
And all their Wants relieved.   

verse 6 But I, a wretched Worm, the Name  
Of Man in vain have born;  
By Men exposed to common Shame,  
And all the Vulgar's Scorn.  
verse 7 Their Heads, their Lips, when I appear,  
With Scoffs disdainful move.  
verse 8 Let's see, they cry, if God can hear,  
If God his Cause approve.   

God was his Hope, in God his Trust,  
On God the Wretch reyed:  
God, if He'll have him, strongly must  
Espouse his Darling's Side.   

verse 9 But from my Mother's Breasts and Womb,  
Thou wast my God, my Guide:  
verse 10 Thy careful Hand my youthful Bloom,  
My Infant Cries supplied.   

verse 11 So on thy Grace I still depend,  
O never cast me by;  
For daily Woes my Life attend,  
And no Assistant's nigh.   

Part 2.  

verse 12 Against me Sinners fierce engage,  
And impious Arms prevail;  
verse 13 And me with Lions rampant Rage,  
And open Mouths, assail.  
verse 14 My Life runs off, like Winter-Streams;  
My Bones, disjointed, start:  
As Wax before the Sun's hot Beams,  
So melts my careful Heart.   

verse 15 My Strength quite dries away, my Tongue  
Cleaves to my parching Jaws;  
And I shall soon to Earth belong  
By Death's determined Laws.  
verse 16 For angry Dogs around me meet,  
And all the Godless Crew:  
They pierce my bleeding Hands and Feet,  
And Wounds on Wounds renew.   

verse 17 Each Passenger may tell my Bones,  
While here I racked appear;  
And gaze in Scorn, while deathful Groans  
My wasted Vitals tear.  
verse 18 My Robes my cruel Murderers seize,  
And carefully divide;  
And for their Shares, their doubtful Pleas,  
Impartial Lots decide.   

verse 19 But leave me not, my Strength, my Lord!  
O fly to resove me!  
verse 20 My helpless Soul; o from the Sword,  
And bloody Dogs set free!  
verse 21 From Lion's Mouths, and Brutish Might,  
O save, and hear my Prayer!  
verse 22 So I'll, in all thy Church's Sight,  
Thy Name, thy Praise declare.    

Part 3.  

verse 23 O ye who fear the Lord, with Praise  
His happy Smiles implore!  
Ye faithful Seed, his Glories raise,  
His sacred Name adore!  
verse 24 He ne'er despised, nor cast aside  
The Poor's afflicted Case;  
Nor hide his Face; but when I cried,  
Bestowed his wont Grace.   

verse 25 To thee, my God, I'll lofty Praise  
In Vast Assemblies sing;  
My humblest Vows on holy Days,  
With just Devotion bring.  
verse 26 The Poor shall eat to Fullness there,  
Thy Saints thy Praises found;  
Their joyful Hearts with Heavenly Cheer,  
And Life Eternal crowned.   

verse 27 Earth's farthest Bounds to Thee shall bow,  
The World thy Grace proclaim:  
All Nations Thee their God shall know,  
And bear thy sacred Name.  
verse 28 For God above the Nations reigns,  
And o'er the World presides:  
His Word their quiet State maintains,  
And Truth to all divides.   

verse 29 The Rich shall all his Rights allow,  
And just Obedience pay.  
The Poor to him shall gladly bow,  
And his Commands obey.  
Nay, those whose drooping Souls draw near  
The dark devouring Grave,  
Shall at his Name revived appear,  
And his Protection crave.   

verse 30 Their Seed their gracious God shall serve,  
And in his Family  
Their happy States and Names preserve,  
And all his Goodness see  
verse 31 They shall his Righteousness to all  
Succeeding Ages show,  
That those to come on God nay call,  
And all his Wonders know.     

Another Metre: As the 124th.  

WHY, o my God; o why, my God, dost Thou  
Desert a Soul oppressed with mighty Woe!  
Thou, whose uhbounded Mercies largely flow;  
And ready Help, and kind Supports allow  
To others, who beneath their Sufferings bow!   

verse 2 Crushed by thy weighty Wrath, my dreadful Cries,  
My flowing Tears, consume the cheerful Light;  
My restless Groans disturb the silent Night:  
Yet still my absent God his Smiles denies;  
For Tears or Groans has neither Ears nor Eyes.   

verse 3 What! Can thy Wrath against a Godless Race  
Thy Nature change? or to thy Servants make  
Thy Promise fail? Can God himself forsake?  
O, no! He's holy still: His wondrous Grace  
The faithful World with Praise and Thanks embrace.   

verse 4 On him our happy Fathers long believed;  
Their Faith in him, in him their Hopes were sure;  
Their Confidence in him from Shame secure.  
verse 5 His ready Arm their pressing Wants relieved;  
Their ancient Freedom, and their State retrieved.   

verse 6 But I'm beneath a Man's exalted Name,  
A trampled Worm, a Wretch, forgot, forlorn;  
Exposed to all th' insulting Vulgar's Scorn.  
My heavy Woes their scossing Wits inflame,  
And think I merit greater Pains and Shame   

verse 7 See how they toss their Heads! the barbarous Crew  
Shoot out their Tongues with pointed Flouts and Jeers,  
(Unkind returns, for all my sanguine tears!)  
With cruel Joys the Rout my Life pursue,  
And my unutterable Torments view.   

verse 8 God was th' Impostors Patron once, they cry;  
God was his Strength, his Friend, his Father too:  
Let's see what that Almighty Friend can do:  
Let's see his God; through the dividing Sky,  
On rapid Wings, to his Assistance fly!   

verse 2 Yet from my Mother's Breasts, and Virgin- womb  
Wast thou my God, and I was only thine;  
My Birth, Conception, Nature, all Divine.  
verse 10 On Thee I trusted in my early Bloom:  
Thy Image in my Infant-Soul had Room.   

And can I doubt my God's immortal Love?  
Can Seas or Earth again, or can the Sky,  
Dissolved in one unshaped Confusion, lie?  
Can groundless Hate pursue the spotless Dove?  
Or can unkind Oblivion reign above?   

verse 11 Lord, be not absent long! to thee alone  
My dropping Soul for sure Assistance flies;  
On Thee, for Help, my drooping Soul relies.  
My Griefs are nearer now, and stronger grown;  
My Foes unnumbered, my Assistants none.   

verse 12 Not angry Bulls with more ungoverned Rage,  
Curled Bulls of lofty Basan's surly Breed;  
verse 13 Not hungry Lions roused, with fiercer Speed  
Against the daring Hunters Spears engage,  
Than against me this blind malicious Age.   

verse 14 With cruel Spite they vex and wildly tear  
My mangled Body, and my wounded Mind;  
No sinewy Strength my loos'ning Joints can find.  
Woes swell my throbbing Heart, and deadly Care,  
And horrid Pangs approaching Death declare.   

verse 15 What Prayers, what Cries, what melting Tears can I,  
To cool Men's Rage, or ease my Torments, use?  
My Tongue its Cries, their Tears my Eyes refuse.  
And that thou, Lord, may'st cast thy Thunders by,  
I groan, I sweat, I bleed, and faint, and die.   

verse 16 To grieve me more, they pierce my Hands and Feet,  
My Hands, my bleeding Feet, are rudely torn;  
My dying Groans suppressed by noisy Scorn.  
So greedy Dogs about the Carcase meet,  
And Passengers with surly Snarlings greet.   

verse 17 Stretched on this Cross, my Bones are all descried;  
Their Eyes, still dry, the stupid Vulgar raise,  
And, hard as Rocks, on all my Sorrows gaze.  
verse 18 My Robes among themselves my Guards divide;  
And with impartial Lots, their Claims decide.   

verse 19 But, o with Haste, my God, with Haste to me;  
Fly on thy own Salvation's Balmy Wings:  
From that alone my Strength and Safety springs,  
To give me Life, let thy Assistance be  
Swift as my own Obedience was to Thee!   

verse 20 And though my Foes with Doglike Fury rave,  
My wretched Soul, deserted, Friendless, mourn.  
And all their Swords against my Bosom turn,  
Be thou but mine, their swords and teeth shall have  
A Check, and all their Malice find a Grave.   

verse 21 Though Men as Rampant Lions fierce, would tear  
Mytrembling heart, though they'd withforce control  
With rabid Force distract my peaceful Soul;  
Be thou but mine, I'll live more free from Fear  
Than Mariners when Halcyon Calms appear.   

verse 22 Then to my faithful Brethren I'll declare  
Thy gracious Actions, and thy glorious Name  
And in thy House thy wondrous Love proclaim.  
verse 23 O ye who in th' Almighty's Favour share,  
Now to his Court with grateful Songs repair!   

Ye who of Israel's Privilege partake,  
By Faith united to the chosen Seed,  
To his blessed Courts with grateful Songs proceed  
verse 24 He ne'er would yet his praying Saints forsake,  
Nor to th' Oppressed himself a Stranger make.   

verse 25 Thy Name I'll in the great Assemblies praise,  
And there, in public, pay my Vows to Thee:  
There all thy Saints my Gratitude shall see:  
My Sacrifice their fainting Hope shall raise,  
And turn their Mourning to their Feasting-Day!   

verse 26 Then those who seek their God, their God shall see;  
Their Hearts with no uncertain tumors swell,  
But in Eternal Joys and Pleasures dwell:  
Where, changed their happy Hymns of Praise shall be,  
To Angels Tunes, and Heavenly Harmony.   

verse 27 Thee shall the blessed converted Nations know:  
Earth's utmost Borders, dearest Lord, be thine:  
To Thee the farthest Pagan Tribes incline  
To Thee shall all th' enlightened Nations flow,  
And holy reverence and Devotion show.   

verse 28 For God's the King, and o'er the Nations reigns:  
verse 29 The Rich, the Mighty to his Sceptre bow:  
His Government the naked Poor allow.  
Their God to them his Kindness still retains,  
And gives then Life, and then their Lives maintains.   

verse 30 From them shall an immortal Race descend,  
To God devoted, and from God be named;  
For sacred Rites and holy. Virtues famed:  
verse 31 Who downward shall the gladsome Tiding send,  
And his great Acts to future Heirs extend.   

To God the Father, and to God the Son,  
And God the Holy Ghost, Almighty Three,  
One only God, one Glorious Trinity!  
As shall be, is, and was, e'er: Time begun;  
Be lasting Glories paid, and Homage done.    

PSAL. twenty-three. As the 100th.  

AMidst a Thousand Wants and Woes,  
My Soul on God for He●p relies:  
My Griefs his pitying Wisdom knows;  
My Wants his pitying Love supplies.   

verse 2 He like a Shepherd gently leads,  
My Soul through Truth's delightful Ways:  
My Foot sure by his Condust treads,  
And ne'er from Paths of Wisdom strays.   

verse 3 As grassy Meads, and wholesome Streams,  
New Health on sickly Flocks bestow,  
So in thy Favours quickening Beams  
I sweetly live, and kindly grow.   

verse 4 Through Death's dark shades I fearless move,  
By Thee, dear God, secured from Harms;  
Thy very Rod demonstrates Love,  
Thy Staff supports my wearied Arms.   

verse 5 What tho' an envious World should frown  
On all my chief Delights? from Thee  
Sweet Wine and Oil my Bowl shall crown,  
And boundless Plenty compass me.   

verse 6 In Thee, my God, I'm always blest.  
On, thou my Hopes, my Joys depend.  
Then in thy House I'll fix my Rest,  
My Life in lasting Praises spend.    

Another Metre, as Mr. Sandies 10th.  

verse 1 THE Lord's my Shepherd, I the Sheep,  
Those Soul his Cares in safety keep.  
Through flowery Meads,  
He gently leads  
Me on where I securely sleep:  
Or by His guidance go,  
Where silent Waters flow.   

verse 3 His Loves, his constant Loves refined,  
The Errors of my wandering Mind:  
For this Name's sake,  
He brought me back,  
When I from Virtue's paths declined.  
And to his righteous Ways,  
Confines my fleeting Days.   

verse 4 I now no Fears or Danger know,  
Tho' through Death's gloomy, shades I go;  
Since there with me,  
My God will be.  
From Thee alone my Comforts flow,  
Which to me, ever Lord,  
Thy Rod, thy Staff afford.   

verse 5 Thou wilt for Me before my Foes,  
A Table nobly stored dispose,  
Oils largely shed,  
Around my Head.  
And till the purple Juice overflows,  
Thy endless Bounty will,  
My Bowl divinely fill.   

verse 6 Goodness and Mercy both shall be,  
A Portion all my Life for me:  
And then my Rest,  
Supremely blest,  
Within thy sacred House shall be;  
Where, to my God and King,  
I'll endless Praises sing.    

PSAL. xxjv  

verse 1 THis Earth the World, their Hosts, and Store,  
To God above belong,  
verse 2 Who raised it on the Seas, and o'er  
The Waters built it strong.  
verse 3 Yet fixed in one selected place  
His own Immortarl Name:  
But o what Man can find such grace,  
Dear Lord, to reach the same?   

What happy Man divinely blest  
Attend thy Altars there,  
Or of a Seat secure possessed  
Before thy Face appear?  
verse 4 He, whose pure Hands are free from Bloody,  
From all Corruptions free,  
Whose honest Heart, sincerely good,  
Abliors Hypocrisy.   

Who ne'er in Thoughtst, or Actions yain,  
His active Soul employed,  
Nor falsely swore, nor lived in pain  
To make his Promise void.  
verse 5 To such a Man God's goodness will,  
Unfading Blessings give,  
Reward him well, and let him still,  
On his Salvation live.   

verse 6 Such, with unwearyed Diligence,  
Seek God's Immortal Name,  
And Israelites by Faith commence,  
And Israe●'s portion claim▪  
verse 7 Ye Doors, ye Gates Eternal high,  
Your glorious Arches raise,  
Then shall the King of Majesty,  
Come in with lofty praise▪   

verse 8 O who'es that great that, glorious King?  
It's God, the mighty Lord,  
And wondrous Wars record.  
verse 9 Ye Doors, yes Gates, Eternal high  
Your, glorious Arches raise,  
Then shall the king of Majesty,  
Come in with, lofty praise.   

verse 10 O who's that great, that glorious King?  
It's God, the mighty Lord  
Of Hosts; whose Praise his Subjects sing,  
Whose Honours all record.    

Another Metre: As Da Pacem Domine.  

verse 1 THE Earth is God's, her Fullness too;  
Earth, and all of Earth possessed:  
verse 2 For on the Seas he poised it true;  
On the Floods secured its Rest.  
verse 3 But who, o who.  
Can, Lord, pursue  
Paths to reach thy sacrecd Hill?  
Or see thy Face  
In that blessed Place,  
There, unmoved, abiding still?   

verse 4 He, only he, whose Hands are clean,  
He who purifies his Heart;  
Whose Soul is neither proud, nor vain,  
Nor can from his Oaths departed.  
verse 5 All Blessings he  
From God shall see,  
And his Saviour's Righteousness:  
verse 6 Such, such are they  
Who every Way  
After Jacob's Maker press.   

verse 7 List up your Heads, ye sacred Gates!  
Doors Eternal, open wide!  
Then shall the King of glorious State  
Through your Ports triumphant ride.  
verse 8 O who is He  
Whose Majesty  
Your Angelic Anthems sing?  
The Lord of Might  
Supreme in Fight;  
He's our Great, our Glorious King.   

verse 9 Lift up your Heads, ye sacted Gates;  
Doors Eternal, open wide;  
Then shall the King of glorious State  
Through your Ports triumphant ride,  
verse 10 O who is He  
Whose Majesty  
Your Angelic Anthems sing?  
The Lord, whose Sway  
All Hosts obey:  
He's our Great, our Glorious king.    

PSAL. xxv.  

verse 1 I, Lord, to thee my Heart dispose;  
verse 2 My God, I trust in thee!  
O save me from insulting Foes,  
And Shame, and Infamy!  
verse 3 Let wilful Sinners sink with Shame,  
But keep thy Servants free:  
verse 4 And let thy Faith my Heart inflame,  
Reveal thy Paths to me!   

verse 5 O let thy Truth direct my Ways,  
To me Salvation give;  
To me, dear Lord, who all my Days  
In scred Long live!  
verse 6 Thy neverending Mercies, Lord,  
Thy Bowels, Lord, !  
verse 7 My youthful Crimes, my Sins abhorred,  
Forgive, forget them all!   

O, for thy tender Mercy's sake,  
With Favour think on me!  
verse 8 The blindest Sinners God will make  
His righteous Paths to see.  
verse 9 He makes the Meek with Prudence move;  
The Humble kindly draws:  
verse 10 His Ways all Truths and Mercies prove  
To those who keep his Laws.   

Part 2.  

verse 11 For thy Name sake, a Sinner spare,  
With weighty Gild oppressed:  
verse 12 To him who fears thee, Lord, declare,  
Thy Paths with Safety blessed!  
verse 13 His Hand on happy Ground shall build,  
His Race the Land shall hold:  
verse 13 T'his Soul, with holy Secrets filled,  
Will God his Grace uhfold.   

verse 15 To Thee I look, dear Lord, my Feet  
From subtle Snares retrieve:  
verse 16 My Sorrows, Lord, with Mercy meet;  
With Love my Woes relieve.  
verse 17 Increasing Woes distress my Soul;  
O kindly rescue it!  
verse 18 My Sorrows and my Pains control,  
And all my Sins remit!   

verse 19 Help from my numerous Foes I crave,  
Who hate me wrongfully.  
verse 20 My Soul from all Confusion save,  
Because I trust: in Thee.  
verse 21 Truth, Justice, I'll as Guards esteem,  
And on thy Favours wait:  
verse 22 But, Lord, thy holy Church redeem  
From its afflicted State!     

PSAL. xxuj.  

verse 1 JUdge, Lord; assert my Cause; for I  
Have trod the perfect Way:  
trust in Thee; no Dangers nigh  
Can make my Hope's decay.  
Prove me, my God; examine well  
My Reins, and search my Heart:  
verse 3 My Eyes on all thy Mercies dwell;  
From Truth I'll ne'er departed.   

verse 4 The Lyer's Seat my Thoughts abhor;  
My Soul hates Hypocrites:  
verse 5 Ne'er joins with wicked Councils, nor  
In impious Ways delights.  
verse 6 I'll wash my Hands in Innocence,  
And grateful Offerings bring:  
verse 7 Of Thee declare my humble Sense,  
And all thy Wonders sing.   

verse 8 Lord, I have loved thy Temple's while  
In them thy Glories dwell:  
verse 9 O don't my Life to Sinners vile,  
Nor bloody murderers fell!  
verse 10 Whose Hands to any Mischief move,  
Who love large Bribes to see:  
verse 11 So I'll in all that's good improve:  
O save, o pity me!   

verse 12 I'll to the Paths of Righteousness  
My ready Steps confine;  
And stand where thy great Name, to bless  
Assembling Saints, combine.    

PSAL. XXVij.  

verse 1 THE Lord's my Light, my Health; Can  
Poor changing Mortals fear?  
His Smiles my Life and Strength supply;  
And can I saint appear?  
verse 2 When wicked Men, my spiteful Foes,  
To eat me up designed,  
They tripped, and fell, but never risen,  
With Ma'ice deadly blind.   

verse 3 What though huge Hosts beset me round?  
My Heart no Fear can know:  
Though War's Alarms about me found,  
My Faith shall stronger grow.  
verse 4 One Grant, to keep his House Divine,  
From God I long to hear;  
To see his sacred Beauties shine,  
And serve his Altars there.   

verse 5 He me in dangerous Times shall hid  
Within his secret Place;  
A Rest, a Rock for me provide;  
verse 6 My Head with Honour's grace  
Above my Foes, which press me round;  
While mighty Offerings I  
Shall bring with Joys triumphant sound,  
And praise my God most High.   

Part 2.  

verse 7 Thy Ears, Lord, to my Cries afford,  
And hear, and pity me!  
verse 8 To seek Thee thou command'st me, Lord;  
I'll seek, dear Lord, to Thee.  
verse 9 O never, never hid thy Face  
In Anger, Lord, from me:  
My Help of old, o let thy Grace  
My Guard, my Safety be!   

verse 10 Though off by cruel Parents thrown,  
My God will own me still.  
verse 11 To save me from my Foes, make known  
To me thy righteous Will;  
verse 12 O give me not, dear Lord, a Prey  
To barbarous Enemies!  
Who Snares for me by Falshood lay,  
And hunt my Soul with Lies.   

verse 13 Lord, of thy wondrous Goodness sure,  
My sainting Soul revived,  
Of thy refreshing Love secure  
While here on Earth I lived.  
verse 14 Wait then on God with Courage bold,  
And he'll exalt thy State:  
Thy Heart, with Strength renewed, uphold;  
On him o humbly wait!     

PSAL. xxviij.  

verse 1 TO Thee, my Rock, my Lord, I cry:  
Thy Answer, Lord, I crave,  
Left, by thy Silence ruined, I  
Too soon approach the Grave.  
verse 2 Hear his Petitions when to Thee  
Thy lowly Servant prays;  
When toward thy Seat of Mercy he  
His Hands shall humbly raise.   

verse 3 O leave me not with impious Men,  
With wicked Workers, who  
Speak friendliest to their Neighbours when  
They plot their Overthrow.  
verse 4 On, their own wicked Heads at last  
Their black Designs return:  
And let'em all, beneath the Blast  
Of self-sown Mischief, mourn.   

verse 5 Since they God's mighty Works despise,  
And what his Hands have wrought,  
Let Ruin all their Works surprise,  
To swift Destruction brought!  
verse 6 O blessed, o blessed be God, who hears  
His praying Servant's Voice;  
verse 7 My Might, my Shield from all my Fears,  
In whom my Thoughts rejoice!   

To Him, whose Help my Faith requites,  
I'll joyful Praises sing;  
verse 8 Whose Strength, and whose Salvation sights  
For his Anointed King.  
verse 9 O save, o bless thy People, Lord,  
Thy old Inheritance;  
And their Salvation, by thy Word,  
From Age to Age advance!    

PSAL. xxix.  

verse 1 BRing to the Lord, ye Sons of Mighty,  
A grateful Sacrifice:  
In his unbounded Strength delight,  
And to his Glories rise!  
verse 2 Rise to his Glory, praise his Name,  
His sacred Name alone:  
Bow, bow to Him, his Praise proclaim  
Before his Awful Throne!   

verse 3 See how his dreadful Lightnings break!  
Hark how his Thunder rolls!  
The Lord from o'er the Water speaks,  
And all the Deep controls.  
verse 4 Vast is the Force, the Brightness great,  
Which on his Voice attend:  
verse 5 Flames shot from his Imperial Seat,  
The lofty Cedars rend.   

verse 6 He makes the frighted Mountains trip,  
Like Heifers o'er the Field;  
Old Libanus and Hermon skip  
When Clouds their Thunder yield.  
verse 7 Wrapped in a Thousand Flames, it roars,  
verse 8 And makes the Desert shake.  
The barren Sands, and distant Shores,  
Before his Thunder quake.  
verse 9 His Terrors make the trembling Deer  
Their Young unperfect cast;  
And Forests bare and stripped appear,  
As with a Winter's Blast.  
verse 10 The Lord, on Clouds enthroned on high,  
Reigns an Eternal King;  
And all his glorious Majesty  
In heavens bright Temples sing.   

verse 11 The Lord, with unresisted Might,  
Will guard his Churches round:  
His Blessings on their Heads shall light,  
With Peace and Plenty crowned    

Another Metre: As the 112th.  

verse 1 COme! to the Lord a Sacrifice  
Of fattest Rams from Bashan bring:  
To Him let mighty Princes rise,  
verse 2 His Might, his wondrous Glories sing;  
Just Honours to their Lord allow,  
And in his sacred Temple bow.   

verse 3 Hark how the Lord, from Clouds above,  
In Cracks of dreadful Thunder speaks!  
verse 4 With horrid Force his Thunders move,  
His Voice with dismal Glory breaks:  
verse 5 Down fall the lofty Cedars torn,  
With its tempestuous Force o'er-born.   

verse 6 The Hills their strong Foundations leave,  
The rooted Hills before him shake;  
Before his Voice the Mountains cleave,  
And Libanus and Hermon shake:  
And Earth as sudden Motion yields,  
As Heifers tripping o'er the Fields.   

verse 7 His Voice shoots out with pointed Flames,  
verse 8 And shocks the Deserts all around:  
Its Force the trembling Wild proclaims,  
verse 9 And at his Thunders awful found.  
The Forest-Herds, and trembling Deer,  
Cast out their Young, unformed, for Fear.   

His Lightnings strip the Forests round;  
verse 10 His Might the swelling Floods restrains:  
All in his House his Praises sound,  
And He a King Eternal reigns.  
verse 11 That God who His with Strength endues,  
And all the Sweets of Peace pursues.    

PSAL. xxx.  

verse 1 TO Thee, my God, with Heart and Voice,  
I'll Praises sing to Thee,  
Who hast not made my Foes rejoice,  
But hast exalted me.  
verse 2 I cried, my Lord, my God, to Thee,  
And Health thy Mercy gave.  
verse 3 My Life from Death's sharp Pains set free,  
And from the loathsome Grave.   

verse 4 Sing to the Lord, ye Meek! with Praise  
His sacred Name adore:  
verse 5 His Wrath but one short Moment stays,  
His Favours Life restore.  
One Night may pass in Griefs and Tears,  
One melancholy Night;  
But Joy, with Golden Wings, appears  
Before the dawning Light.   

verse 6 Once, blessed with Peace, I boasting said,  
I ne'er should fall, nor move:  
verse 7 Thou, Lord, my Hill so strong hadst made  
By thy surrounding Love.  
Thy Face withdrawn, a Thousand Cares  
Disturbed my tortured Breast:  
verse 8 Then I to God, with hearty Prayers,  
And servant Cries, addressed.   

verse 9 What Honours can my Blood to Thee,  
My Death what Trophies raise?  
Can mouldering Dust thy Glories see,  
Thy Truth or Goodness praise?  
verse 10 Hear, Lord, and pity him who mourns;  
To my Assistance fly!  
verse 11 Thy Love my Tears to dancing turns;  
My sable Weeds to Joy.   

verse 12 To Thee, my Lord, my God, I'll sing;  
My Tongue shall praise thy Name:  
My Harp on every tuneful String,  
Thy Deathless Praise proclaim.    

PSAL. xxxj.  

verse 1 IN Thee, dear Lord, I trust: my Soul  
From all Confusion free!  
With Justice all my Foes control,  
And still deliver me!  
verse 2 To me thy gracious Ears incline,  
And to my Rescue fly!  
Be thou my Guard, with Strength Divine;  
My Rock, and Fortress high!   

verse 3 Thou art my Rock, my Fortress Thou:  
O, for thy Mercy's sake,  
For thy great Name, direct me now  
The safest Ways to take!  
verse 4 From secret Nets withdraw my Feet,  
O Thou, my Strength esteemed!  
verse 5 I to thy Hands my Soul commit,  
Lord, by thy Truth redeemed!   

verse 6 I hate vain lying Men, but in  
God's Mercy sure rejoice,  
verse 7 Who has my deep Affliction seen,  
And heard my mournful Voice.  
verse 8 Me to my Foes he ne'er betrayed,  
But set my Feet at large.  
verse 9 O with thy Mercies undelayed  
My present Woes discharge!   

Part 2.  

My Eyes, my Mind, my Bowels all,  
Beneath thy Anger waste,  
verse 10 My Spirits with my Sufferings, fall,  
My Years in Sighs are past.  
My strength with Sins huge weight oppressed,  
My putrid Bones decay.  
verse 11 Foes, Neighbours, such as know me best,  
With my Disasters play.   

To them a Laughingstock, a Scorn,  
A Bug bear I appear,  
And those who meet a Wretch forlorn,  
Draw back-their Heads for fear.  
verse 12 Me they, like Men long dead, forgot,  
Or threw like Potsherds by,  
verse 13 While cruel Censures were my Lot,  
And barbarous Enmity.   

Fear sinks my Soul, while mighty Men  
Against my Life combine;  
verse 14 Yet said I to my Saviour then  
Thou still, dear Lord, art mine.  
verse 15 My Times are Thine, o rescue me,  
From persceuting Foes,  
verse 16 And, that I may thy Mecies see,  
Thy saving Smiles disclose!   

verse 17 Preserve me, Lord, from Shame, who call,  
And thy Assistance crave!  
But let confounded Sinners fall  
Down to the silent Grave!  
verse 18 So shall those wretched Fools be hushed,  
Whose proud Contempt and Scorn,  
That good Men might be throughly crushed,  
Can lying Lips suborn.    

Part 3.  

verse 19 Oh, what vast Good's reserved for those  
Who fear, thy sacred Name!  
What Good for them thy Love's dispose,  
Thy mighty Works proclaim.  
verse 20 Thou from the Proud thy Saints shalt hid,  
Within thy secret Place;  
And in thy House & Rest provide,  
From brawling Tongues Disgrace.   

verse 21 O blessed be God, whose Mercies wrought  
Such wondrous Things for me!  
Who from a well fenced City brought  
Me out, and set me free!  
verse 22 I said in hazel, No more shall I  
Before my God appear;  
Yet, Lord, thou heard'st my Prayer; my Cry  
Obtained thy gracious Ear.   

verse 23 O love the Lord, ye Saints! the Lord  
His faithful Servants keeps:  
But off at once the Proud, abhorred,  
His equal Vengeance sweeps.  
verse 24 Take Courage then, and God to you  
More Courage still shall send,  
Whose Hearts are to his Service true,  
And on his Truth depend.     

PSAL. xxxij.  

verse 1 THrice happy's he whose Sin's passed over,  
Whose Errors Mercies hid;  
verse 2 Whose Crimes his God imputes no more;  
Whose Soul's sincere, and tried.  
verse 3 But I, unpardoned, speechless lay,  
My aching Bones decayed;  
And through long Night, and tedious Day,  
One dismal Roaring made.   

verse 4 Me thy severe asslicting Hand  
All Day, all Night chastised;  
My fainting Spirits were at a stand,  
Like Brooks by Drought surprised.  
At last I all my Crimes displayed,  
My wretched Sins confessed:  
To God I'll own my Gild, I said;  
And God my Gild released.   

verse 6 Now Saints to thee, when thou'lt be found,  
shall in their Prayers complain;  
And though Woes deluge all around,  
Themselves untouched remain.  
verse 7 By thee I'm hid from mighty Woes,  
From pressing Ills secured;  
And all my cheerful Music flows  
From Liberty assured.   

verse 8 Come to me all who'd said be blessed,  
And I'll your Souls instruct;  
And in the blissful Ways of Rest  
With careful Eyes conduct.  
verse 9 O don't like Mules or Horses move,  
Whose Brutish Furies will,  
Unreigned, uncurbed, unruly prove,  
And balk their Rider's Skill.  
verse 10 Great Sorrows on the Wicked fall;  
The Just with Mercy's crowned.  
verse 11 Ye Just in God rejoice, and all  
Whose Hearts are right and sound.    

PSAL. xxxiij. As the 100th.  

verse 1 YE Righteous, in the Lord rejoice:  
From you how comely Praise appears?  
verse 2 With Lute and Harp's melodious Voice  
O reach the Great Jehovah's Ears!   

verse 3 Sing to his Praise a Song that's new;  
His Praise with Art and Courage sing:  
verse 4 For all his sacred Words are true,  
His Faith approved in every thing.   

verse 5 Judgement and Jistice gain his Love,  
O'er Earth his wondrous Mercies slow;  
verse 6 The Skies, and all the Hosts above,  
His Active Word and Spirit show.   

verse 7 He makes the Seas like Mountains swell,  
And sinks unfathomed Deeps below.  
verse 8 Let Earth itself, and all who dwell  
On Earth, their mighty Maker know!   

verse 9 He spoke, and straight this mighty All  
Broke from vast Nothing's fruitful Womb;  
And did, at his commanding Call,  
Shape, Order, Beauty, Strength assume.   

verse 10 God makes the Gentiles Counsels vain,  
And breaks the Nations fond Designs:  
verse 11 But firm his own Resolves remain,  
And pass all Time's extended Lines.   

Part 2.  

verse 12 O blessed, thrice blessed that happy Land,  
Where God has Fixed his glorious Name!  
Where He affumes the chief Command,  
And lays his own peculiar Claim.   

verse 13 God from his holy Heaven looked down,  
And Man's weak Race and Actions viewed;  
verse 14 His Eyes, from his Imperial Throne,  
Surveyed the careless Multitude.   

verse 15 He forms their Hearts, their Tempers guides,  
And all their various Actions weighs.  
verse 16 No prudent Prince in Crowds confides,  
Or mighty Hosts, or empty Praise.   

verse 17 In vain for Courage, Strength, or Flight,  
He on his foaming Steed relies:  
verse 18 The Good a'one God's guarding Sight  
With Help and Mercy both supplies.   

verse 19 From Death's strong Arms He sets them free,  
In Famine He their Wants relieves.  
verse 20 On Him our Souls attend, and He  
To us his Shield's Assistance gives.   

verse 21 His Name's our Confidence and Fear,  
By which We all our Hopes excite.  
verse 22 O, as our Faith's in Thee sincere,  
On us, Lord, let thy Mercy light!     

Another Metre: As Mr. Sandies 34th.  

verse 1 Ye Righteous in the Lord, rejoice:  
It's sweet when with a cheerful Voice  
The Just his Praises sing.  
verse 2 O let no Tongue or Hand be mute,  
But with Voice, and Harp, and Lute,  
Praise our Immortal King!   

verse 3 With skilful Notes advance his Praise,  
With loudest Joys his Glory raise;  
Let all your Songs be new!  
verse 4 For all God's Promises are right,  
Performance is his whole Delight,  
And all his Works are true.   

verse 5 He Righteousness and Judgement loves,  
With spreading Wings his Mercy moves  
O'er all the spacious Earth.  
verse 6 God by his Word stretched out the Skies,  
And bade their numerous Armies rise;  
That Word was all their Birth.   

verse 7 At his Command those Water's rose,  
Which now the rolling Seas compose;  
And Heaps on Heaps were thrown:  
Unfathomed Whirlpools, dangerous Deeps  
His Subterraneous Treasure keeps  
In hollow Vaults, unknown.   

verse 8 His Name let all the Nations fear:  
With Awe let all the World appear  
Before its Maker's Face!  
verse 9 He spoke, the solid Earth was made;  
He gave the Word, it fixed and stayed  
In its appointed Place.   

verse 10 God baffles all the deep Designs,  
The subtle Plots, and crafty Mines,  
Which Heathens closely frame.  
verse 11 But all his own Designs are sure,  
His Thoughts and all his Ways endure;  
From Age to Age the same.   

part 2.  

verse 12 Happy's the Nation, happy sure,  
Which God will to himself secure,  
His own Inheritance.  
verse 13 He sits above the lofty Skies,  
From thence o'er all Mankind his Eyes,  
His piercing Eyes advance.   

verse 14 All Men He from his Throne surveys;  
verse 15 He frames their Hearts; and all their Ways  
His Thoughts severely try.  
verse 16 No prudent Kings on Crowds depend:  
The Men who mighty Strength pretend,  
On Strength in vain rely.   

verse 17 A Horse, though sleeter than the Wind,  
And, by his Make, for War designed,  
His Rider can't secure.  
verse 18 God views his Saints with gentler Eyes,  
And all his Mercy's kind Supplies  
Are to the Faithful sure.   

verse 19 From Death the fainting Souls he saves:  
In Famine, what their Hunger craves,  
His careful Hands provide.  
verse 20 Our Souls on Him with Patience wait:  
He, as a Shield, secures our State;  
And is our Help and Guide.   

verse 21 In Him shall all our Hearts rejoice;  
His holy Name's our happy Choice,  
On which our Hopes may rest.  
verse 22 O Father, as we trust in Thee,  
So let thy faithful Servants be  
With thy Compassion blessed!     

PSAL. xxxiv.  

verse 1 I'LL ever bless God's mighty Name,  
My Mouth shall sound his Praise  
verse 2 In God my Soul its Boast proclaim,  
His Love in Anthems raise.  
The meek and humble Souls shall hear  
Of my exalted State:  
Thy Loves, which so immense appear,  
Shall all their Joys create.   

verse 3 O hear my Lot; rejoice with me,  
My Saviour magnify!  
Let's to exalt his Name agree,  
And raise his Glories high  
verse 4 I sought the Lord, He heard my Case,  
And all my Fears redressed:  
verse 5 And others too, without Disgrace,  
With Love and Life were blessed.   

verse 6 I in my deep Affliction prayed,  
And God received my Prayer;  
And free from all Afflictions made,  
And all perplexing Care.  
verse 7 Bright Angels happy Saints surround,  
And threatening Ills divert.  
verse 8 See, taste how good the Lord! how crowned  
With Bliss the faithful Heart!   

verse 9 O fear, o fear the Lord, ye Saints!  
For such no Wants surprise.  
verse 10 The Lion's Whelp with Hunger faints,  
And, spent with fasting, dies.  
But those who, seek the Lord, with all  
That's good or sweet are stored:  
verse 11 Come then, ye Children, hear my Call;  
And learn to fear the Lord!   

Part 2.  

verse 12 Who's he who loves long Life, and fain  
Would see delightful Days?  
verse 13 Thy Lips from all that's ill refrain,  
Thy Tongue from guileful Ways.  
verse 14 Ill Works of every kind decline,  
What's good and virtuous do;  
And Love and Peace with Flames Divine,  
And constant Care, pursue!   

verse 15 God on the Just hath fixed his Eyes;  
His Ears their Prayers attend:  
verse 16 His Frowns against the Wicked rise,  
Their Lives from Earth to rend.  
verse 17 To good Men's Prayers He Favour shows,  
And sets them safe from Harms;  
verse 18 But loves the broken Heart, and those  
Whose Souls Repentance warms.   

verse 19 A Thousand Ills the Good surround,  
But God their Force dispels;  
verse 20 And keeps their Bones and Entrails sound,  
And all their Bruises heals.  
verse 21 Ill Men their inborn Malice kills,  
And those who hate the Just;  
verse 22 While God his own with Goodness fills,  
Who on his Mercy trust.     

PSAL, XXXV.  

verse 1 LOrd, plead my Cause, my Battles fight,  
With such as strive with me!  
verse 2 Rise, take the Shield, defend my Right;  
My mighty Guardian be!  
verse 3 Put on thy dreadful Arms, oppose  
My Persecutors Rage!  
To me thy Saving Health disclose,  
And for my Soul engage!   

verse 4 Let such as hunt my Soul, with Shame  
Their own Confusion see;  
verse 5 With Scorn their Dastard Flight proclaim,  
Who Mischief brew for me:  
verse 6 Like flying Chaff, let Angels Force  
Disporse their angry Crew!  
Their slippery Ways be dark, their Course  
Angelic Arms pursue!   

verse 7 For, unprovok'd, their Pits they made;  
For me they laid their Snare:  
O let such Woes their Hearts invade,  
As unsuspected are;  
verse 8 O let the Nets for mine designed,  
Their own Destruction prove!  
While flowing Joys my raptured Mind  
With kind Salvation move.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 O let my Bones his Praise dec'are,  
Who gives the Poor distressed,  
verse 10 From savage Foes, and deadly Care,  
And bloody Tyrants, Rest!  
verse 11 False Witnesses against me rise,  
And unknown Crimes object;  
verse 12 With Ill, for Good, my Death devise,  
And on my Soul reflect.   

verse 13 Yet when on sickly Beds they groaned,  
I fasted, mourned and prayed;  
Their Pains with kind Concernment owned,  
To Heart their Sorrows laid.  
verse 14 If Mother, Brother, or my Friend,  
My dearer Self, had died,  
No farther could my Griefs extend,  
My Love no more be tried.   

verse 15 But when I failed, the Crowd my Woes  
With barbarous Joy surveyed;  
The Rabble grew my saucy Foes,  
And used the flouting Trade.  
verse 16 With Men of double Hearts combined  
The witty scornful Crew:  
And at my Life, with Hate refin'd,  
And gnashing Fury, flew.   

verse 17 And canst thou this with Patience see?  
O save my helpless Soul!  
My Darling from their Jaws to free,  
Their Lion-Force control.  
verse 18 So where the great Assemblies are,  
I'll celebrate thy Name;  
And where the valiant Bands repair,  
Thy lofty Praise proclaim.    

Part 3.  

verse 19 Let not my Foes rejoice; unchecked,  
My Causeless Haters smile;  
verse 20 Who Wars with peaceful Men project;  
Whose studied Words beguile.  
verse 21 They gaped, and cried, Aha, Aha!  
Our Eyes his Downfall see.  
verse 22 Thou seest; o done't in Silence stay,  
O stay not long from me!   

verse 23 Awake! arise! to judge my Cause,  
My God, my Lord, descend!  
verse 24 O clear me by thy righteous Laws,  
And from Reproach descend!  
verse 25 O lct not scornful Sinners say,  
We have our Heart's Delight:  
Nor let them proudly boast, Aha!  
We have ' devoured him quite.   

verse 26 Let Shame and Blushes those pursue,  
Who at my Harms rejoice;  
And Horror and Disgrace subdue  
The proud insulting Voice.  
verse 27 But those who love my righteous Ways,  
With cheerful Spirits sing:  
God loves his Servants Peace; o praise,  
O praise our mighty King!   

verse 28 So shall my Tongue with cheerful Air  
Thy righteous Acts proclaim;  
Thy Justice every Day declare,  
And praise thy glorious Name.     

PSAL. xxxuj.  

verse 1 WHen th' horrid Acts of impious Fools  
My sober Censures try  
My Heart concludes by Reason's Rules,  
Such Brutes a God deny,   

verse 2 Their Consciences no Terrors wound,  
But Sin's their who'e De'ight;  
Till all their dark Intendments found,  
A gen'ral Hate excite.   

verse 3 Their Takes deceitful, all in vain,  
And off their virtue's thrown:  
verse 4 Vile Thoughts their very Beds contain,  
In viler Actions shown.  
verse 5 Thy Mercy, Lord, in Heaven commands,  
Thy Truth surmounts the Skies:  
verse 6 Thy Righteousness Mountains stands;  
Thy Judgements dark and wise   

Like some unfathomable Deeps,  
Unbounded Wealth enclose:  
And Man and Beast thy Favour keeps,  
And Health on all bestows.  
verse 7 What Worth thy Mercies, Lord, contain!  
Beneath thy sacred Wings  
How safe the Sons of Men remain  
At love's immortal Springs!   

verse 8 They're with overflowing Mercies filled,  
And drink delightful Streams,  
From those Eternal Springs distilled;  
And feel thy gracious Beams.  
verse 9 From thee Life's lasting Fountains slow;  
Thy Light affords us Light:  
verse 10 O Goodness then, and Justice show  
To those whose Hearts are right!   

verse 11 From wicked Pride, Lord, set me free,  
My tottering State restore!  
verse 12 Till such as work Iniquity  
Sink, fall, and rise no more!    

PSAL. xxxvij.  

verse 1 FRet not, nor for great wicked Men  
Thyself of Peace deprive:  
Nor swell with secret Envy when  
The wicked Workers thrive,  
verse 2 See how green Grass and Herbage dies,  
And painted Flowers decay!  
More swift the Sinner's Glory flies,  
And sooner fades than they.   

verse 3 Do good, and trust in God, and live;  
And Faith and Truth defend:  
verse 4 Delight in him, he'll largely give,  
And all thy Prayers attend.  
5 Walk upright, on his Grace recline,  
For his Performance stay:  
verse 6 He'll make, thy righteous Counsels shine  
Bright as the Cloudless Day.   

verse 7 On God with faithful Silence wait,  
But ne'er for Sinners grieve;  
Nor wicked Men, in all their State,  
Secure, or fixed believe:  
verse 8 But Wrath and wrathful Hate refrain,  
Lest Sin on thee prevail;  
verse 9 For Godly Men the World shall gain,  
But Sinners sink and fail.   

verse 10 Wait but a while, the Sinner's Race  
Destroyed, no more shall be:  
Yea, thou shalt search to find his Place,  
And not his Dwelling see.  
verse 11 The lowly Hearts shall seize the Earth  
For their Inheritance;  
There live, and with delightful Mirth,  
Abundant Peace advance.   

verse 12 Sinners, with gnashing Teeth, and Rage,  
Against the Just combine:  
verse 13 God's scornful Smiles their Falls presage;  
He sees their Days decline.  
verse 14 Against the Poor and Righteous, fierce  
Their Bows and Swords they try:  
verse 15 But their own Hearts their Swords shall pierce,  
Their Bows in Splinters fly.   

Part 2.  

verse 16 On pious Men, their humbler State  
More true Content bestows,  
Than Sinners find when all their State,  
With Pride and Plenty flows.  
verse 17 For God's Almighty Arm sustains,  
And strongly guards his own;  
While broke the Sinner's Force remains,  
His cruel Hopes o'erthrown.   

verse 18 God knows the good Man's Ways, and makes  
His Heritage endure:  
verse 19 In spiteful Days from Scandal takes,  
In Famine feeds them sure.  
verse 20 His sinful Foes fly, like the Fat  
Of Lambs, in Fumes, away;  
verse 21 Those faithless Brutes, who borrow that  
They ne'er design to pay.   

verse 22 The just compassionately give,  
And all their Race is blessed;  
And when the dinners fall, they live  
Of all the World possessed.  
verse 23 God's mighty Hand their Steps directs,  
Their Ways their Maker please:  
verse 24 They stumble, but their God protects  
And holds them up with Ease,   

verse 25 Young have I been, and now am old,  
But never yet could see  
The righteous Man to Ruin sold,  
Or his Posterity.  
I ne'er God's holy Saints have known,  
Deserted quite, complain;  
Nor off their wretched Chi dren thrown,  
Nor beg their Eread in vain.    

Part 3.  

verse 26 Good Men are pitiful and kind,  
And all their Seed are blessed:  
verse 27 Cease then from Sin, and bend thy Mind  
To Good, and live at Rest.  
verse 28 The Just, the Merciful, the Free,  
God's sacred Arms embrace,  
And such in Safety keep, but he  
Cuts off the Sinner's Race.   

verse 29 This Earth to pious Men belongs,  
Where many Years they live:  
verse 30 Their Lips in Wisdom speak, their Tongues  
A righteous Sentence give.  
verse 31 God's Statutes in their Hearts you'll find,  
Their Steps are firm and sure;  
verse 32 Though wicked Men their Fall designed,  
Or would their Deaths procure.   

verse 33 Yet God in cruel Hands will ne'er  
His faithful Friends forsake;  
Nor Goodness, like a Judge severe,  
His Anger's Object make.  
verse 34 Wait then on God, observe his Ways;  
And so, exa'ted high,  
On Earth thou'lt see delightful Days,  
And impious Wretches die.   

verse 35 I've seen a Sinner, Great, and spread  
His Boughs, like Laurels, round;  
verse 36 Yet soon he vanished, quickly fled  
Nor could his Place be found.  
verse 37 Observe the good, the perfect Man,  
How down in Peace he lies;  
verse 38 While the vile Wretch, beneath the Ban  
Of weighty Curses, dies.   

verse 39 God, who Salvation to the Just  
And Might in Danger sends,  
verse 40 From Sinners, such as in him trust,  
Sets free, assists, defends.     

PSAL. xxxviij.  

verse 1 In Fury, Lord, rebuke me not,  
verse 2 Thy Arrows through my Sides are short,  
On me thy Terror lies:  
verse 3 Thy Anger makes my Flesh decay,  
Sins make my Bones to waste;  
verse 4 On me a damning Weight they lay,  
And o'er my Head are passed.   

verse 5 My Sins make every gaping Wound  
With foul-Corruption slow;  
verse 6 My Vigour-cutting Pains confound,  
And I all mourning go.  
verse 7 My Loins with horrid Pains are torn,  
My Carcase mortified;  
verse 8 My throbbing Heart with Sighs o'er-born,  
My roaring Cries divide.   

verse 9 Yet, Lord, to Thee are all my Prayers,  
To Thee my Sighs are known.  
verse 10 My Strength decays, my Heart dcspairs,  
My Sight and Eyes are gone.  
verse 11 My Friends, my dear Companions once,  
My Wounds at distance view;  
My Kindred all my Doom pronounce,  
And cruel Strangeness show.   

Part 2.  

verse 12 My Foes, who seek my Hurt, for me  
Their subtle Snare have set;  
Their Tongues are all to Mischief free,  
Their Studies, all Deceit:  
verse 13 But I was deaf and dumb, nor could  
Their cruel Words deny;  
15 But hoped my God, my Saviour would  
On my Behalf reply.   

verse 16 I said, My God would soon rebuke  
My Foes insulting Pride  
Who Pleasure in my Stumbling took,  
And all my Hopes defied  
verse 17 Too near, indeed, my Fall appeared,  
My Woes before my Face;  
verse 18 I knew my Trespasses, and feared  
My wretched guilty case.   

But now my Sins, and guilty Fears,  
I'll in thy Presence lay,  
Till Sorrows and repenting Tears,  
Shall wash my Gild away.  
verse 19 My causeless Foes in Might increase,  
And in their Multitude:  
verse 20 Ungrateful! who disturbed my Peace  
Because. I Good pursued.   

verse 21 Then leave me not, my God, my Lord;  
Nor stay too long from me:  
verse 22 But haste, thy ready Aids afford,  
And my Salvation be.     

PSAL. xxxix.  

verse 1 I Said, When wicked Men were by,  
I'd watch my sinful Ways;  
For oft my Words at random fly,  
My Tongue, unguarded, strays.  
verse 2 So I a while in Silence stood,  
And curbed my hasty Tongue:  
Nay, I forbore to ta k of Good,  
Till Sorrow grew too strong.   

verse 3 My Heart within my Bosom glowed,  
Sad Thoughts inflam'd my Breast;  
At last my Words in Torrents flowed,  
And thus my Thoughts expressed  
verse 4 My final Doom, Lord, let me know,  
How far my Days extend,  
That I may all my Time bestow  
To weigh my latest End.   

verse 5 Lo! Thou hast made my Days a Span  
A Point, compared with Thee:  
And all the wretched Race of Man  
Is empty Vanity.  
verse 6 Man. as a Shadow, vainly moves,  
And spends himself in vain;  
In vain that useless Wealth improves,  
Which unknown Heirs may gain.   

Part 2.  

verse 7 On whom then, Lord, should I rely?  
My Hopes are all in Thee:  
verse 8 Save me from all my Sins, that I  
No Scorn to Fools may be!  
verse 9 The Strokes on me thy Hands had laid  
I humbly silent bear:  
verse 10 O cure the Wounds thy Strokes have made,  
And ease my wasting Fear!   

verse 11 When us for Sin thy Hands correct,  
Our broken Beauties lie  
Like Cloth which fretting Moths affect,  
And prove we're Vanity.  
verse 12 O view my Tears, attend my Cry,  
My Supplications hear;  
For like a Stranger here am I,  
As all my Fathers were.   

verse 13 O spare a while! my Sufferings ease,  
My failing Faith restore,  
E'er Death my fainting Spirits seize.  
And I appear no more!  
To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
One sacred Trinity,  
Who framed this Universe, alone,  
Eternal Glories be.     

PSAL. xl.  

verse 1 WIth longing Expectation I  
For God's Compassion stayed;  
Who bowed his Ear, and heard my Cry,  
When I submissly prayed:  
verse 2 He raised me from the dismal Pit,  
And from the miry Clay;  
And on a Rock secured my Feet,  
And then prepared my Way.   

verse 3 Then to my Mouth new Songs her gave,  
New Songs of sacred Praise:  
This all shall see, and fear, and have  
Just Grounds their Faith to raise.  
verse 4 His Head a Thousand Blessing's crown,  
Whose Trust on God relies;  
Who scorns the Sinner's haughty Frown,  
And Men inur'd to Lies.   

verse 5 Would I, my Lord, my God, pretend  
Thy wondrous Acts to show,  
Thy Thoughts for us, thy Acts transcend  
Whate'er I think or know.  
verse 6 When Offerings failed, thy Wisdom framed  
A Body fit for me:  
By Thee were not Burnt-Off'rings claimed,  
To purge Iniquity.   

verse 7 Then said I, Lo! I come! Thy Book  
My Name and Work describes:  
verse 8 To do thy Will, my God, I took  
My Flesh from Jacob's Tribes.  
Thy Laws, which I in Heart embrace,  
Flow from my grateful Tongue.  
verse 9 Thou knowst, Lord, how I preach thy Grace  
To all the listening Throng.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 My Tongue thy Righteousness reveals,  
And thy Salvation shows;  
My Heart thy Mercy ne'er conceals,  
My Lips thy Truth disclose.  
verse 11 Thy Servant never, never from  
Thy Pity, Lord, exclude:  
To save me let thy Goodness come,  
And all thy Truth be showed!   

verse 12 For Ills, beyond all Numbers gone,  
My wretched Heart surround:  
My Trespasses, too weighty grown,  
My failing Sight confound.  
More than my Hairs my Sins appear,  
And break my fainting Heart:  
verse 13 To free me, Lord, from all my Fear,  
Thy winged Aid impart.   

verse 14 Let Shame and Blushes on them fall,  
Who hunt my Life with Hate:  
Let dark Confusion seize them all,  
Who for my Ruins wait.  
verse 15 That black Disgrace, designed for me,  
On their own Heads return,  
Who laugh, and proudly flout, to see  
Thy wretched Servant mourn.   

verse 16 Let those who love and seek thy Name,  
With lively Briskness raised,  
Sing all to thee; and all proclaim,  
The Lord, the Lord be praised!  
verse 17 But, Lord, I'm poor, in Sorrows lost;  
On me some Thoughts bestow:  
Nor let thy Help to me be crossed,  
Nor thy Assistance slow!     

PSAL. xlj.  

verse 1 THrice happy he, whose tender Care  
The needy Poor supplies;  
The Lord will to his Help repair,  
When greatest Dangers rise.  
verse 2 He shall be safely kept alive,  
And prospered here below;  
And the malicious Hate survive  
Of his designing Foe.   

verse 3 When on his Sickbed faint he lies,  
The Lord will raise his Head;  
In sharpest Pains, some Means devise  
To ease his restless Bed.  
verse 4 Lord, pity! heal my Soul, I said,  
Too long in Sins employed!  
verse 5 My Foes, with Curses, wished me dead;  
My very Name destroyed.   

verse 6 If they pretend to visit me,  
Their whole Discourse is Lies;  
Their public Talks Iniquity,  
Which there their Hearts devise.  
verse 7 My Hurt, with hollow Whispers, all  
My spiteful Foes contrive:  
verse 8 God's Plagues, they cry, upon him fall;  
He can't his Plague survive.   

verse 9 Nay, he my Confident: My Friend,  
Who was my daily Guest,  
Can all his subtle Counsels bend  
Against his Master's Breast.  
verse 10 In Mercy raise me, Lord, again,  
And I'll their Deeds requite.  
verse 11 I see thy Love, thy Hands restrain.  
My Foes triumphant Spite.   

verse 12 I'll walk in my Integrity,  
Thy Strength my Heart supports;  
And all my Happiness shall be  
To tread thy sacred Courts.  
verse 13 O blessed be Israel's God his Praise  
Through lasting Ages sing:  
With loud Amens the G ories raise  
Of Jacob's mighty King!    

PSAL. xlij.  

verse 1 AS Hearts, by Thirst and Heat oppressed,  
Pant for the cooling Streams,  
So pants my Breast, dear God, till blessed  
With thy reviving Beams.   

verse 2 My thirsty Soul to God would fly,  
The living God be near:  
O when shall I, Lord, happily,  
Before thy Face appear!   

verse 3 By Night Tears washed my restless Bed,  
By Day my Cheeks overflowed;  
On Tears I fed, while Scorners said,  
Where's now his boasted God?  
verse 4 When that sweet Bliss, of old possessed,  
My serious Thought re-calls,  
In my sad Breast, my Soul, oppressed,  
Beneath its Burden falls.   

Then I, with mighty Numbers proud,  
To God's blessed Temple went;  
And all the Crowd, with Songs aloud,  
To Him their Praises sent  
verse 5 But now, alas! Those Days are past,  
Those blissful Minutes gone;  
Yet where so fast, With Sorrow's Blast;  
Is all my Courage flown!   

Why droops my Soul so much? O why  
Dost thou disturb my Breast?  
My Faith on High to God shall fly,  
And on his Bosom rest.   

Part 2.  

verse 6 Near Hermon's Caves, and Jordan's Flows,  
While I thus banished live,  
Against my Woes tormenting Throws,  
Dear Lord, I vainly strive.  
verse 7 Deeps call to Deeps, and from their Source  
Thy treasured Tempests blow;  
And in their Course, with mighty Force,  
The mighty Waters flow;   

verse 8 All break on me: yet, Lord, I find  
Thy Mercies still by Day;  
To praise my Mind by Night's inclined,  
Or I devoutly pray.  
verse 9 I'll say to God, my Rock, O why  
Am I rejected so?  
O why must I thus groaning lie,  
Beneath my angry Foe?   

verse 10 My wounded Heart with Scorn they view;  
And with Reproaches fly,  
And Scoffs anew, my Soul pursue;  
And, Where's his God? they cry.  
verse 11 Yet why, my Soul, dejected so  
In my despairing Breast?  
What weighty Blow, what dreadful Woe  
Thus breaks thy ancient Rest?   

Hope yet in God, in Patience wait  
On Him, my Health, my God;  
I yet his State shall celebrate,  
And spread his Works abroad.     

PSAL. xliij.  

BY Men of Blood beset, distressed  
By all the treach'rous Crew,  
My Prayers to pitying Heaven addressed,  
For Life and Safety sue:  
O Thou, just God, assert my Cause,  
My sinking Cause maintain;  
And, tried by thy impartial Laws,  
Let me thy Smiles regain.   

verse 2 Thy Strength, dear God, is all my Stay;  
Why, from thy Presence thrown,  
Must I, despairing all the Day,  
Beneath Oppression groan?  
verse 3 O yet thy Truth, thy Favour lend,  
My wand'ring Steps to guide,  
Till I thy holy Mount ascend,  
And near thy House reside.   

verse 4 There I'll before thine Altars bow,  
And cheerful Anthems sing:  
Thy Praise, blessed God, my Harp shall show  
On every tuneful String.  
verse 5 Why so dejected then, my Soul,  
Within my wounded Breast?  
Why should Despair thy Thoughts control?  
Or break thy ancient Rest?  
Trust yet in God I shall my Part  
Still in his Love obtain:  
And God within my grateful Heart,  
Enthroned in Joys, shall reign.    

Another Metre. As the old 130th.  

verse 1 JUdge me, Lord; revenge my Cause  
On those who Mercy hate!  
From deceitful, cruel Jaws  
O save my sinking State!  
verse 2 All my Strength descends from thee;  
Why then must I, unblessed,  
Thus a constant Mourner be,  
By barbarous Foes oppressed?   

verse 3 Send thy Truth, o send thy Light,  
And let them guide me still;  
To thy House conduct me right,  
And to thy holy Hill!  
verse 4 I'll to God's pure Altars go,  
the God of all my Joy;  
And his Praises there to show,  
My tuneful Harp employ.   

verse 5 Why, my Soul, then why depressed?  
Why thus disturbed within?  
On that God securely rest,  
Who oft thy Help has been.  
Fear not, droop not; I shall yet  
His Health with Praises see:  
He's my God, and caned forget  
My kind Defence to be.    

Another Metre, as Mr. Sandies 22th.  

verse 1 JUdge me, my God; revenge my Cause  
On cruel Hands, and faithless Hearts.  
Save me from him who from the Laws  
Of Truth, and sober Virtues, starts,  
Who boldly acts the falsest Parts,  
With strange Success, and vast Applause!   

verse 2 Thou art my God alone; from Thee  
My Strength, and Help, and Hopes descend:  
Why then must I rejected be?  
Why thus beneath Oppressions bend?  
On thee so long in vain attend,  
From bloody Foes to set me free?   

verse 3 O send thy Truth, thy saving Light,  
To be my constant, faithful Guides;  
To lead me to that sacred Height,  
Where thy illustrious Name resides,  
Where thy Illustrious House abides,  
With thy immortal Glories bright.   

verse 4 Then I'll to God's pure Altars go,  
That God who all my Joy creates,  
To whom I all my Pleasures own,  
On whom my Soul, reviving, waits.  
My Lord, my God, in whose blessed Gates  
His Praise my tuneful Harp shall show.   

verse 5 Why then cast down, my Soul? o why  
Thus vexed in my uneasy Breast?  
To God for Help and Safety fly,  
On his Divine Assistance rest,  
For with my God's Salvation blessed,  
I yet shall sound his Praises high.   

verse 1 LOrd, oft 've heard our Fathers tell  
Thy wondrous Works of Old;  
verse 2 How by thy Hand the Gentiles fell,  
And we their Country's hold.  
verse 3 Them their own Swords could ne'er advance,  
Nor Native Valour save:  
Thy Arm, thy Love, thy Countenance  
Their Lands and Safety gave.   

verse 4 Thou art my King: Salvation, Lord,  
For Jacob's Seed command  
verse 5 We'll crush our Foes if thou afford  
Thy kind assisting Hand.  
Their Heads, in thy Almighty Name,  
We'll quickly trample over;  
verse 6 And I'll my Bow's Defence disclaim,  
And trust my Sword no more.   

verse 7 Thou only sav'st us from our Foes,  
And break'st their Hearts with Shame:  
verse 8 Each Day we'll with thy Glory close,  
And ever praise thy Name.  
verse 9 But thou hast cast us off, and we  
A strange Disgrace endure:  
Thy Aids no more our Armies see,  
Nor can thy Help procure.   

verse 10 Before their Foes the Dastards fly,  
And we are spoiled with Ease:  
verse 11 Like scattered Sheep, dispersed we lie,  
wherever the Gentiles please.  
verse 12 Thou hast thy wretched People sold,  
Yet not advanced thy Gain:  
verse 13 And us in Scorn our Neighbours hold,  
And treat with proud Disdain.   

Part 2.  

verse 14 We are the Gentiles Byword now,  
At us each shakes his Head:  
verse 15 And while we suffer Shame, my Brow  
A Thousand Blushes spread.  
verse 16 My Shame from Men's soul Blasphemies,  
And black Reproaches, grows,  
The Barbarous Acts, and shameless Lies  
Of our revengeful Foes.   

verse 17 Yet though we're this with Woes oppressed,  
We can't our God forget;  
But in thy Covenant we rest,  
Thy Truth before us set.  
verse 18 Our Hearts have ne'er declined from Thee,  
But to thy Judgements true,  
verse 19 Though we the Dragon's Fury see,  
And Death our Steps pursue.   

verse 20 Had we forgot God's glorious Name,  
Or Idol-Gods adored,  
verse 21 Would not our God have found the same,  
Our secret Thoughts explored?  
verse 22 For Thee we'ere killed all Day; like Sheep,  
To Slaughter deemed for Thee.  
verse 23 Wake, Lord; o rise, no longer sleep,  
No distant Stranger be!   

verse 24 Why, Lord, are all our Woes despised?  
Why hide thy lightsome Face?  
verse 25 While we with Sorrow's Dust disguised,  
The Earth, forlorn, embrace.  
verse 26 O rise! With thy Almighty Aid  
Our sinking State retrieve!  
Our Souls, to Sorrow Captives made,  
With Mercy, Lord, relieve!     

PSAL. xlv.  

verse 1 Warmed by a Beam of sacred Light,  
I'll sing a lofty Song;  
The Strains, my busy Thoughts indite,  
To our blessed King belong.  
And though the Pen-man's nimble Hand  
Flies swiftly o'er his Scroll,  
More swiftly, and with more Command,  
My Tongue attends my Soul.   

verse 2 Fair be the Sons of Humane Race;  
Thou, Lord, art fairer found:  
Thy Lips distil Celestial Grace,  
With God's due Blessings crowned.  
verse 3 Ride on thou Prince of wondrous Might,  
Gird on thy dreadful Sword,  
With Majesty, and glorious Light,  
And Truth's all-conquering Word.   

verse 4 May Love and Righteousness attend  
Thee with assured Success:  
Thy dreadful Arms all Fame transcend,  
And all thy Foes depress.  
verse 5 Before thy Pointed Arrows all,  
Thy Foes shall spread the Field;  
And at thy Footsteps wounded fall,  
And to their conqueror yield.   

Part 2.  

verse 6 Thy Throne, o God Eternal, stands,  
And Right thy Sceptre crowns;  
Bright Justice fil●s thy righteous Hands,  
Sin dies beneath thy Frowns.  
Moved with thy Gifts, and Acts Divine,  
Thy God anoints thy Head;  
Thy Joys thy Fellows Joys outshines,  
On Thee in plenty shed.   

verse 8 Myrrh, Aloes, and Cassia sweet  
From all thy Garments flow;  
And round thy Ivory Palace meet,  
And all thy Motions show.  
verse 9 Kings Royal Daughters, richly dressed,  
Among thy Maidens stand:  
The Queen, with Golden Crowns oppressed,  
Waits at her sovereign's Hand.   

verse 10 Hear me, great Queen, my Words receive  
With humbly prudent Care:  
Thy Fondness of thy Father's leave,  
And of thy Country's Air.  
verse 11 So shall the King his boundless Love  
To thy bright Charms allow;  
For He's the Lord, He reigns above;  
To Him o humbly bow.    

Part 3  

verse 12 Then shall the Tyrian Dames resort  
With Gifts, fair Queen, to thee:  
The wealthy Men shall make their Court  
To awful Majesty.  
verse 13 Rich Robes the Royal Princess wears,  
But richer far her Mind;  
An inward Heavenly Treasure bears,  
By Love and Grace refined.   

verse 14 Her they, to see her King, adorn  
With all th' Embroid'rer's Art;  
Her Train's by Royal Virgins born,  
Who share her Joys and Heart.  
verse 15 Pleasures around their Bosoms play,  
Their Eyes soft Loves create,  
When, to attend their Monarch, they  
On their great Mistress wait.   

verse 16 For Fathers, Sons, thy Court adorn,  
A gallant, sprightly Train:  
Brave Youths, to Crowns and Sceptres born,  
And o'er the Nations reign.  
verse 17 Thy Praise, o thou Immortal King,  
I'll ever thus proclaim;  
And all the joyful World shall sing  
Thy Godlike Acts, and Name.     

Another Metre: As the 113th.  

verse 1 Touched with a Beam of Love Divine,  
My Heart, my Head, my Tongue combine  
To bless the World's Incarnate King.  
No nimble Pen-man's flying Hand  
More swiftly can his Quill command,  
Than I my Saviour's Glory sing.  
verse 2 How wondrous bright, how Heavenly fair,  
Dear Lord, thy Godlike Beauties are!  
Thy Lips Eternal Sweets distil.  
Hence, by thy mighty Father blessed,  
Thy humble, but capacious Breast,  
All heavens immense Endowments fill.   

verse 3 Gird on thy Thigh, most mighty Lord,  
Gird on thy dreadful, glittering Sword;  
And with Majestic Honours crowned,  
verse 4 In prosperous State triumphant ride;  
Truth, Meekness, Justice guard thy Side.  
Thy Arm with Terrors braced around,  
verse 5 Each Bow then drawn, each Arrow loosed  
By the Right Hand, to Conquest used,  
Shall pierce thy stubborn-hearted Foes:  
And all the trembling World shall meet,  
To cast themselves beneath thy Feet,  
O'er-awed by thy resistless Blows.   

verse 6 Thy Throne, blessed God, for ever stands;  
A righteous Sceptre fills thy Hands:  
To Thee the suppliant Nations bow.  
verse 7 The virtuous Soul thy Favour gains,  
Thy Frown the wicked World restrains,  
And Sinners fly thy threathing Brow.  
Hence God, thy God, with Joys around,  
Above thy Mates, thy Heart has crowned;  
His Balmy Joys thy Passions warm.  
verse 8 Thy Robes with noblest Odours flow,  
Which from thy lofty palace blow;  
And Sweets thy pleased Attendants charm.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Among thy Maids of Honour, wait  
Fair Virgins, all of Royal State,  
Like bigger Stars i' th' Galaxy.  
And at thy Hand enthroned is seen  
Thy charmingly victorious Queen;  
Her Crown pure Gold, but purer she.  
verse 10 Hear me, illustrious Queen! forget  
Thy native Land's and Father's Seat;  
And for thy King, thy Kindred quit:  
verse 11 So shall he love thy Beauties more,  
And thou his Deity adore,  
And to his Heavenly Will submit.   

verse 12 Nor shall thy Beauties slighted lie,  
Thy Service in Oblivion die;  
But through the farthest Regions famed:  
To thee shall Tyrian Dames resort;  
And wealthy Princes make their Court  
To thee, by thy Renown inflamed.  
verse 13 Fair are thy Eyes, but fairer far  
Thy Soul; a Thousand Beauties there  
Thy Diamonds and Rubies slain,  
verse 14 When in Embroidered Robes they bring  
Thy Majesty to meet thy King,  
Attended with thy Virgin-Train.   

verse 15 Blessed by the ravished Crowd, they'll move;  
Blessed by thy King's exalted Love,  
Thou'lt in his Starry Palace reign.  
verse 16 For thy old Stock, a lovely Race  
Of Princely Youths thy Marriage grace,  
And Royal Crowns and Empires gain.  
verse 17 The Name, great King, I'll Celebrate:  
Thy Majesty, and glorious State,  
I'll sing in neverdying Verse.  
The World shall thy bright Throne adore,  
The Suppliant World thy Grace implore;  
Thy Spousals bless, and praise rehearse.     

PSAL. Xluj.  

verse 1 GOD is our Hope, our Strength, our Aid,  
When greatest Danger's near:  
verse 2 Whence, for those dreadful Changes made  
On Earth, we scorn to fear.  
Though Mountains, torn from every Shoar,  
Into the Seas be hurled;  
verse 3 And swelling Waves, with threatening Roar,  
Assault the trembling World.   

verse 4 Yet near God's House, and those fair Walls  
Which round his City go,  
Refreshing Springs, with gentler Falls,  
And easy Wind, flow.  
verse 5 God in his House resides; no Force,  
No Strength his Walls can move:  
God guards it; Malice can't divorce  
It from his earliest Love.  
verse 6 When he in dreadful Thunder spoke,  
The frighted Nations heard;  
The Kingdoms felt the fatal Stroke,  
And Earth dissolved appeared.  
verse 7 With us the Lord of Hosts remains,  
To us his Care extends:  
With us the God of Jacob reigns,  
And all our Coast defends.   

verse 8 Come, see the mighty Works which He  
Through all the World has wrought;  
What wondrous Desolations He  
On every Land has brought!  
verse 9 He makes the Noise of Battles cease,  
And breaks the Spears and Bows;  
And to the Flames, to keep the Peace,  
The rattling Chariot throws.   

verse 10 Be still! with humble Silence know  
I'm God, and only I:  
To me the Nations round shall bow,  
And raise my Glories high.  
verse 11 With us the Lord of Hosts remains,  
His Care to us extends:  
With us the God of Jacob reigns,  
And us from Ills defends.    

PSAL. xlvij.  

verse 1 WIth Hands and Hearts accod,  
All People, praise the Lord:  
With Triumphs Voice, in him rejoice,  
His wondrous Name record!  
verse 2 For He, the Lord most High,  
With dreadful Majesty,  
A Monarch reigns, and Earth restrains  
With his commanding Eye.   

verse 3 He makes the People all  
Beneath our Empire fall:  
The Nations meet, to kiss our Feet,  
And us their Masters call.  
verse 4 But us He chose, that we  
His Heritage might be:  
His Favours grace the faithful Race,  
Whose Wealth He loves to see.   

verse 5 Our Lord's gone up on high,  
With Trumpets toward the Sky.  
verse 6 Sing Praises, sing, to our great King;  
With Songs and Praises vie!  
verse 7 With Understanding raise.  
Earth's mighty Monarch's Praise,  
verse 8 Whose sacred Throne the Nations own;  
Whose Will the World obeys.   

verse 9 To God, his Servants now,  
With neighbouring Princes bow,  
While He, though high, continually,  
Defends our Earth below.    

PSAL. xlviij.  

verse 1 GReat is our Lord, and greatly praised  
In Sion's sacred Hill:  
On which immortal Buildings raised,  
That glorious Mountain fill.   

verse 2 Fair is its Sight, the Pleasure's vast,  
It gives to distant Lands;  
And on its Northern Quarters placed,  
God's holy Temple stands.   

verse 3 God in her Palaces is great,  
A certain Refuge known;   

verse 4 And angry Kings, who fiercely met,  
Are off as swiftly gone.  
They saw, admired, and terrified;  
From thence distracted flew:  
Fear seized 'em all; and o'er their Pride,  
Pangs, as of Childbirth, drew.   

Though mighty Navies, close combined,  
For our Destruction meet,  
He breaks them with his stormy Wind,  
And scatters all the Fleet.  
Oft have we heard, and oft have seen,  
In thy blessed Residence,  
How Thou, great God of Hosts, hast been  
Thy City's strong Defence.   

Secured by Thee, it ne'er decays;  
And in thy Temple we  
Thy Everlasting Mercies praise,  
And sing, dear Lord, to Thee.  
Great is thy Name, thy Praises great  
Through all the World resound:  
Thy Name with Righteousness complete,  
Thy Hand with Justice crowned.   

verse 1 Let Sion's Mount rejoice and sing,  
And Judah's Daughters dance;  
Such Blessings, Lord, thy Judgements bring,  
So much their Peace advance.  
verse 2 Walk Zion round; quite round her go,  
Her Bulwark's Numbers find;  
Her Battlements and Ramparts know,  
Her stately Buildings mind.   

Then let unborn Posterity  
Your wondrous Records have;  
For God's our God for ever, He  
Our Souls from Death shall save.    

Another Metre: As the 112th.  

verse 1 OUR Lord is great, and greatly praised  
From Salem's Walls, and Sion's Hills;   

verse 2 That sacred Mount, which nobly raised,  
Our happy Land with Glory fills;  
That Temple guilds her Northern sides,  
Where God, the King of Kings, resides.   

verse 3 God in her Palaces is known;  
A strong Defence, and Refuge sure.   

verse 4 See how th' assembling Kings are flown!  
Nor could the glorious Sight endure:   

verse 5 They saw, and what they saw, admired;  
But off, on Terrour's Wings, retired.   

verse 6 They felt such horrid Pangs and Throws,  
As Women in their Childbirth feel:  
By Land they met God's angry Blows,   

verse 7 By Sea their shattered Navies reel.  
By furious Eastern Tempests tossed,  
Till all their Strength and Pride are lost.   

verse 8 Within God's holy City we  
Have seen what oft weed'd heard of old:  
The Lord of Hosts her Strength will be,  
His Hand her lasting Walls uphold.   

verse 9 Thy ancient Love and Kindness, Lord,  
We in thy holy House record.   

Thy Name Earth's utmost Borders know:  
As far, great God, thy Praises fly,  
Thy Hands Eternal Justice show:  
Let Sion's Mount then cheerfully,  
Let Judah's Virgin-Daughters sing  
The Judgements of their glorious King.   

verse 12 Walk Sion's Rounds her Towers describe;  
Observe how strong her Bulwarks are:  
The Palaces of Judah's Tribe,  
Let those to come with theirs compare;  
They'll read God here: and only He  
So good, so sure a Guide could be.    

PSAL. xlix.  

verse 1 ALL People, Nations all, which o'er  
The World your Tribes extend;   

verse 2 The High, the Low, the Rich, the Poor;  
My sacred Songs, attend:   

verse 3 My Mouth shall Wisdom speak, my Heart  
Of Knowledge meditate:   

verse 4 My Harp mysterious Truths impart,  
And Things of ancient weight.   

verse 5 Why should I fear in dangerous days,  
By sinful Men distressed,   

verse 6 Who on their Lands, and crafty Ways,  
And mighty Treasures rest?   

verse 7 Yet all their Wealth, and all their Store  
Can't one lost Soul redeem:  
Nor God, to bate their sinful Score,  
Their largest Gifts esteem.   

verse 8-9 Nay, though they live a Thousand Years  
The Grave's expected Prey,  
Such Price a Soul's Redemption bears,  
As they can ne'er repay.   

verse 10 They see the Wise and Fools must die,  
And all that Wealth descend  
To unknown Heirs, which foolish'y  
They thought no Time could spend.   

Part 2.  

verse 11 They vainly thought their Seats secure  
From Time's consuming Hands;  
Their Names and Memories endure  
On all their purchased Lands.   

verse 12 Yet Man in Honour can't remain,  
But, like the Beast, must fa●l:   

verse 13 And, though their Heirs their Wit maintain,  
Their Ways are foolish all.   

verse 14 Death feeds on them, as Sheep; the just  
Shall soon their Force subdue:  
Their Graves, soon filled with crumbling Dust,  
Their fading Natures show.   

verse 15 But God shall save my Soul from Hell,  
His Hand will mine support.   

verse 16 Then fear not Men, whose Wealth may swell;  
Nor Sin exalted court.   

verse 17 For when Death comes, they'll leave behind  
Their Wealth and Glories too;   

verse 18 Thou while they lived they pleased their Minds,  
As common Mortals do.   

verse 19 Men who every themselves below,  
A mighty Name may gain;  
But quickly to the Dead they go,  
And Light no more obtain.   

verse 20 Man, when to Honours raised, if he  
The Ways of Wisdom slight,  
Involved like Thoughtless Beasts must be  
In everlasting Night.     

PSAL. l.  

verse 1 VAin Hypocrites and Atheists, bow  
To new Alarms your careless Ears:  
The Lord, the Great Jehovah, now  
To plead Religion's Cause appears.   

From East to West, from Shoar to Shoar,  
The dreadful Summons swiftly rolls:  
His Voice, in Thunder's dismal Roar,  
At once the frighted World controls.   

verse 2 Our God shines from his chosen place,  
With Majesty and Terrors crowned:   

verse 3 He comes! devouring Flames his Face,  
His Steps impetuous Storms surround.   

verse 4 To hear his Judgement passed, he calls  
The Heavens above, and Earth below;  
That where his righteous Sentence falls,  
The World, all satisfied, may know.   

verse 5 Go, call my Saints together; those  
Who in my Laws delight, and o'er  
Their Sacrifice my Covenant chose,  
And there to me devoutly swore.   

verse 6 The Summons passed, the Lord alone,  
As Judge, the great Tribunal holds:  
Bright Angels make his Justice known,  
While He Eternal Truth unfolds.   

Part 2.  

verse 7 Hear me, my People; Israel, hear!  
With thee the Case I'll calmly plead:  
Lo! I, the Lord of Hosts, appear;  
Thy mighty God, thy sovereign Head!   

verse 8 Did I e'er call for Sacrifice?  
Or of thy sparing Hand complain?  
Or bid that constant Steams should rise  
From bleeding Bullocks, duly slain?   

verse 9 Poor Trifles all! Thy solemn Feasts,  
Thy Bullocks, and thy Goats; I scorn:   

verse 10 The Forest Herds are mine, the Beasts.  
Which on a Thousand Hills are born.   

verse 11 The feathered Host, the Fowls, are mine;  
And all the Droves which graze the Fields:   

verse 12 If hungry, I'd not ask of thine;  
To me the World its Plenty yields.   

verse 13 Thinkest thou the Flesh of Bulls I'd eat,  
Or Goats? or drink their streaming Gore?   

verse 14 No: Give me Praise, my Praise repeat;  
My Grace, with Vows performed, implore.   

verse 15 Then in the Times of Danger cry  
To Me, to me thy Griefs display;  
And thou, when I to save thee fly,  
Just Honours to my Name shalt pay.    

Part 3.  

verse 16 Then to the Wicked thus: And how  
Darest thou to preach my Laws presume?  
With what strange Impudence canst thou  
My Covenant in thy Lips assume?   

verse 17 Thou hat'st all sacred Discipline,  
Behind thy Back my Words are thrown:  
verse 18 Thy Thoughts with crafty Thiefs combin●  
And make th' adulterers Let thy own.   

verse 19 Thy Mouth is all engaged in Ill;  
Thy Tongue deceitful Lies contrives:  
verse 20 Thy Brethren, thy malicious Skill,  
Thy Mother's Sons of Fame deprives.   

Thus hast thou done, while silent I  
Thy senseless Crimes with Patience viewed:  
And thou, with wondrous Policy,  
Couldst me just like thyself conclude.   

But now before thy mournful Eyes  
I'll set thy Sins, thy Crimes dispose  
My Wisdom shall thy Soul surprise,  
And all thy foolish Arts disclose.   

Consider this, o ye who dare  
Forget your mighty God, lest He  
Your Souls with utmost Fury tear,  
And none your fainting Souls can free.   

That Man who offers Praise, alone  
Due Glory to my Name can raise:  
And I'll my Saving Health make known  
To him who wisely guides his Ways.     

Another Metre, to the old proper Tune.  

WAke drowsy World! no more let Sleep surprise  
The heavy Lids of thy Lethargic Eyes.  
Hark, thy Creator calls! awake! awake!  
He comes! See how the Dead their Graves forsake!  
Before his Face the fatal Trumpet sounding,  
And all his Angel-Guards his Throne surrounding.   

●rom East to West the dreadful Summons roll,  
●nd shake the Southern and the Northern Pole.  
Nature in cold faint Sweats dissolving lies;  
A sudden Heat melts down the folding Skies;  
And Seasand Earth, torn from their old Foundation,  
Are all overturned in one great Desolation.   

verse 2 That God who long in Sion's Glory reigned,  
Whose Presence long her happy State maintained,  
verse 3 Moved by our Crimes, no more can Silence hold;  
His Menaces in dismal Flames are rolled:  
Black Clouds from every piercing Eye defend him;  
And dreadful Storms, with Thunder's Roar, attend him.   

verse 4 Hark, how he calls! Earth, Sea, and Air, and Sky,  
Before his Frowns, in empty Vapours fly:  
The new-cloathed Bones for their old Mates inquire,  
And fluttering Souls to their own Homes retire.  
Then God his Silence breaks, his Angels hearing,  
With Adorations at his Bar appearing.   

verse 5 Go fly, swift Angel-Bands; go fetch me those; e  
Whose Follies durst my just Commands oppose;  
But gently home those holy Souls convey,  
Who would my Laws, with upright Thoughts, obey  
Who in blessed Covenants, for their Salvation,  
Depend on me by solemn Dedication.   

verse 6 Hear Me, my bright Eternal Throne; and you,  
Blessed Guards, my Judgements and my Justice view▪  
I'll not unrighteous Judges Part assume;  
My Lips on none shall pass a private Doom:  
My very Foes this Honour shan't deny me;  
And even Souls condemned shall justify me.   

verse 7 Hear Me, o ye of Israel's faithful Race;  
His Sons by Nature, and his Sons by Grace!  
I am thy God, o Israel, only thine;  
And all, thyself, thy Strength, and Hopes, are mine  
I'll plead my Cause with thee: o, speak sincerely!  
If e'er I dealt wish thee, or thine, severely!   

verse 8 Tell me: Did ever I thy Slackness chide?  
Or bid thee greater Gifts, or more, provide?  
Did I complain when Incense rarely fumed,  
And scarce one Lamb my holy Day consumed?  
Did ever I for Sacrifice reprove thee?  
Or to external costly Wors'hip move thee?   

verse 9 For me, thy Bullocks safe their Stalls may hold;  
Of Goats or Kids I'll never rob thy Fold.  
verse 10 What should I ask of thee? The spacious Field,  
Hils, Forests Woods, to me their Stores must yield.  
verse 11 Mine are the Fowls about woods, lakes & fountains;  
And all the  on a Thousand Mountains.   

verse 12 If Hunger's Force my Nature could invade,  
Canst thou believe I'd beg the Creature's Aid?  
verse 13 That I the Flesh of Bashan's Bulls would eat?  
Or Goats rank Blood would make a Heavenly Treat?  
Can He who owns the World, and all its Plenty,  
Or He who fills this All, himself be empty?   

verse 14 But if th' shouldst bring a grateful Sacrifice,  
Let humble Praise, with holy Incense rise.  
verse 15 Thy Vows, made in Affliction, justly pay;  
verse 16 And to thy God in deep Afflictions pray;  
And I'll soon change thy melancholic Story,  
And thy deliverance shall advance my Glory.   

verse 17 But to the Wicked, God in Anger turns,  
And thus at him his jealous Fury burns:  
verse 18 Thou whose black Soul Divine Instruction hates,  
In whom my Word no Reverence creates:  
Know thou, my Laws are Life to thofe who choose them:  
But, o, how dare thy wretched Lips abuse them?    

PSAL. lj  

How darest thou th' Office of a Priest assume?  
Or in my Covenant read thy dismal Doom?  
No Thiefs commended, in my Laws appear;  
Nor canst thou find adulterers pardoned there:  
Yet with Adulterers and Thiefs thy Sentence,  
Thy Words, thy Life, agree, without Repentance.   

verse 19 All Hellish Arts thy Lips, thy Tongue pollute;  
Lies are their Product, Falsehood all their Fruit.  
Thy Talk, thy Neighbour and thy Friend blasphemes;  
verse 20 Thy Mother's Sons are all thy scornful Themes:  
It's thy whole Study, thy affected Fashion,  
To spread vile Scandals with Deliberation.   

verse 21 Thus hast thou done, and I in Silence still  
Ne'er broke thy Rest, and never crossed thy Will:  
So my Existence was at last denied;  
Or mine, at least, by thy vile Nature tried;  
Like some mean Idol, to the World presented:  
And against: me, all bold Affrents invented.   

But now my Anger's roused, thy Actions all,  
Before my Sight, in horrid Order fall.  
See how they stand before thy trembling Eyes;  
And in thy Face thy guilty Conscience flies.  
No Sleep, no Rest, nor Quiet now befriend thee;  
But Hellish never-ceasing Woes attend thee.   

verse 22 O ye who God forget, my Speeches weigh,  
Lest you become my unchecked Fury's Prey!  
verse 23 Praise to your Maker's Glory sacrifice;  
Be your Words holy, and your Actions wise:  
So may your Bliss obtain a long Duration,  
And all be crowned with my Divine Salvation.   

verse 1 MErcy! o Mercy! Lord, to me  
Extend thy Mercy's Store!  
Let me thy pardoning Mercy see,  
To clear my sinful Score.  
verse 2 Wash me from my Iniquity,  
And purge me, Lord, from Sin;  
verse 3 For I my Folly throughly, see,  
It racks my Breast within.   

I see, I see my Crimes when Sleeps  
Should seal my wearied Eyes:  
Me sill awake my Conscience keeps,  
Or frightful Dreams surprise.  
If I with noisy Pleasures try  
To ease my tortured Soul,  
Black Lust and Blood are ever by,  
And all my Joys control.   

verse 4 To thee alone I've sinned, to thee;  
And trespassed in thy Sight;  
That justified thy Words might be,  
And all thy Deal right.  
verse 5 Lo, I at first was shaped in Sin,  
In Sin at first conceived;  
To that I've since a Gaptive been,  
By Hellish Arts deceived.   

verse 6 Thou look'st for inward Truth; to me  
Thy secret Wisdom show:  
verse 7 Purge thou my Soul, my Soul shall be  
More white than Northern Snow.  
verse 8 O let me once again the Voice  
Of Joy and Gladness hear;  
And let these broken Bones rejoice,  
Which now thy Vengeance bear!   

Part 2.  

verse 9 From all my sinful Actions past  
O turn thy angry Face!  
verse 10 Make me a Heart that's clean at last,  
A Mind renewed by Grace!  
verse 11 Cast me not wholly off, nor take  
Thy sacred Gifts from me:  
verse 12 Restore thy Saving Health, and make  
My Spirit large and free!   

verse 13 Then I the sinning World shall teach  
To tread thy perfect Way.;  
Conversion and Repentance preach  
To such as loosely stray.  
verse 14 Save me from Gild of Blood; to me  
Thy kind Salvation bring,  
And then my Tongue, from Fetters free,  
Thy righteous Acts shall sing.   

verse 15 Unseal my Lips, and then my Tongue  
Shall celebrate thy Praise;  
Thy Praise shall be my constant Song,  
As in my fairer Days.  
verse 16 God wo'ned for costly Offerings call,  
Nor ask for Sacrifice;  
Else should a Thousand Oxen fall,  
And Incense daily rise.   

verse 17 No: God demands a nobler Part;  
The Heart's his Sacrifice:  
A wounded Soul, a bleeding Heart,  
His Mercy can't despise.  
verse 18 O now at last thy Favour show  
To thy, selected Place:  
Thy Church, now despicably low,  
With lofty Walls embrace!  
verse 19 Then shall a righteous Sacrifice  
With thee Acceptance gain:  
And humble Hearts and lifted Eyes  
Thy Altars Flames maintain.     

Another Metre, to the old proper Tune.  

verse 1 Roused from a deadly, sinful Dream,  
With guilty Pangs of Conscience torn,  
I prostrate here, without one Beam  
Of Comfort, lie, a Wretch forlorn.  
Mercy to me, o Mercy show;  
A Wretch thy Mercy, Lord, implores:  
On me o let thy Mercies flow,  
And wash out all my guilty Scores!   

O wash o cleanse my, Conscience, Lord,  
From Falsehood, Lust and, Cruelty;  
verse 3 For now I all my Gild record,  
And only, dismal Objects see.  
Lord, how it racks, my Soul! how strong  
Guilt's terrible Convulsion moves!  
What Chains of Woes it drags along!  
How bitter Sin's Remembrance proves!   

verse 4 Against Thee, thou alone, I've sinned,  
And boldly trespassed in thy sight;  
That I thy righteous Truth might find,  
Thy Judgement pure, thy Sentence right.  
verse 5 Shaped in Iniquity at first,  
At first in Sin and Gild conceived;  
I was originally cursed,  
My Soul of Innocence bereaved.   

Hence sprung the fatal Fruit and Hell  
With Ease my native Proneness won,  
My careless Pride, unguarded, fell,  
With shameless actual Gild undone.  
verse 6 If inward Truth, Lord, pleases Thee,  
O let my Heart thy Wisdom know.  
verse 7 Wash, purge me through, and l shall be  
More white, more pure than Northern Snow.   

verse 8 So shall I feel thy Beams again,  
Thy Loves shall fill my pardoned Soul.  
My Bones, long justly racked with Pain,  
With Balmy Joys be sound and, whole.   

To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
One blessed one glorious Trinity,  
On whom our Hopes Hepend alone,  
Eternal Praise and Glory bt.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 From all my Crimes, Lord, turn thy Face,  
No more my cancelled Errors view.  
O change my Heart, and, by thy Grace,  
My Mind with Heavenly Thoughts renew  
verse 22 Cast me not off, nor from my Breast  
Thy sacred Influence remove;  
verse 12 But, with the saving Pleasures blessed,  
In Good my forward Soul improve.   

verse 13 Then Sinners, I'll bring home to thee;  
Transgressor's shall thy Laws esteem.  
verse 14 From Blood, dear Saviour, rescue me;  
My Soul from Crimson Gild redeem!  
verse 15 If thou, blessed Lord, my Lips unseal,  
My Tongue, thy sacred Name shall raise;  
Thy Love, my slowing Songs reveal!  
My Mouth thy righteous Judgements praise.   

verse 16 No bloody Sacrifice with thee,  
No Fumes from steaming Altars raised,  
Prevail; else, numerous Herds, for me,  
Had on a Thousand Altars blazed.  
verse 17 A Soul with Sense of Sin depressed,  
Is, Lord; thy noblest Sacrifice:  
A broken Heart, a contrite Breast,  
Thy tender Mercies ne'er despise.   

verse 18 Lord, in, thy Love thy Church defend,  
Its ruin'd Hopes, and Walls repair;  
verse 19 So shall our favaured Vows ascend,  
With righteous and accepted Prayer.   

To Father, Holy Ghost; and Son,  
One blessed, one glorious Trinity,  
On whom our Hopes depend alone,  
Eternal Praise and Glory be.     

PSAL. lij.  

verse 1 AND canst thou, yilest Wretch, of thy  
Prevailing Malice boast?  
Thinkest thou God's Mercies e'er can die?  
His boundless love be lost?  
verse 2 We know thy Tongue the Razor's, Edge  
Out-cuts with sharpest Lies:  
We know thy Heart, Hell's certain Pledge,  
Can only Fraud's devise.   

verse 3 Mischief thy every Soul approves,  
But honest Actions hates:  
Thy Tongue no Truth or Justice loves,  
But Lies on Lies creates.  
Thy Tongue, base Wretch, such Language speaks,  
As may the Just devour:  
verse 4 But God thy cruel Pride shall break,  
By his resistless Power.   

He'll tear thee out, and from thy place  
Root out thy hated Name  
verse 5 The Just shall see thy strange Disgrace,  
And thus expose thy Shame:  
" Lo! here's the Man, who, lofty grown,  
" His God regarded not;  
" But Can his favouring Hand disown,  
" And God himself forgot.   

" 5 But of his mighty Wealth he'd boast,  
" With vast Possessions blessed:  
" In impious Arts he trusted most,  
" In Malice fixed his Rest.  
" See where he lies, forgot, forlorn,  
" By all the World despised:  
" His Name, his shattered Fortunes torn,  
" His Life by Hell surprised.   

verse 7 But like a thriving Olive, I  
In God's blessed House shall stand;  
And on the Mercies sure rely  
Of his unchanging Hand.  
verse 8 Through thee I scaped th' intended Blow,  
And I'll adore thy Name;  
And with, thy Saints thy Mercies show,  
Thy gracious Acts proclaim.    

PSAL. liij.  

verse 1 GOD, in his Heart, the Fool denies,  
Such Fools the wretched World are grown  
Corrupt, defil'd, 7s; educed with Lies;  
Not one for sober Practice known.   

verse 2 God, from his lofty Seat, surveyed  
The World, and all their Actions viewed  
To see if any duly prayed,  
Or Wisdom's Lectures understood.   

verse 3 But all were now Apostates, a●l  
Corrupt at once, and filthy grown;  
Not one would on his Maker call,  
Not one to practise Good was known.   

verse 4 Is all their Sense so lost in Sin,  
That they, like Bread, my Saints devour?  
In all their Talk, God ne'er comes in;  
They ne'er invoke, nor own his Power   

verse 5 Yet now with groundless Fears they fly,  
Their Strength God's weighty Anger breaks.  
With Shame thy fierce Besiegers die;  
God's angry Scorn their Downfall speaks.   

verse 6 O whence may Israel's Safety spring!  
If God his banished Tribes restore,  
Then Israel shall triumphant sing,  
And Jacob's Race despond no more.    

Another Metre: As the Complaint of a Sinner  

verse 1 THE Fool, the senseless Fool,  
Thus in his Heart hath said;  
God's but an awful Tool  
By crafty Preachers Made.  
Thus all corrupted are,  
And all in Sins delight:  
But none for Truth declare,  
None ever practise Right.   

verse 2 God, from the lofty Sky,  
Looked down on Earth below,  
To see what Man would try  
His God to seek or know.  
verse 3 But all Apostates there,  
They're vile and filthy all:  
None good on Earth appear,  
Nor on their Maker call.   

verse 4 But have the Wretches lost  
Their Apprehensions quite,   

Against my Saints to boast,  
And with their God to fight?  
Dare they my Israel's Seed,  
Like common Bread, devour?  
And on my People feed,  
And scorn my saving Power?   

verse 5 Fear shall their Hearts surprise,  
A senseless, groundless Fear:  
And all thy Enemies,  
Who durst in Arms appear,  
Shall crushed and scattered lie  
By God's revenging Hand;  
And all, confounded, die,  
Despised by God's Command.   

verse 6 Oh, when shall Israel's Wealth  
From Sion's Mount proceed!  
When shall their Saviour's Health  
Redeem, his Captive Seed!  
When that blessed Time appears,  
Poor Israel shall rejoice;  
And Jacob, freed from Fears,  
Exalt his cheerful Voice.    

PSAL. liv.  

verse 1 ME, Lord, with wondrous Might,  
By thy great Name relieve!  
verse 2 O in my Prayers, dear Lord delight;  
My flowing Words receive!  
verse 3 For cruel Stranger, here  
Against me fiercely rise;  
They hunt my Life, who have no Fear  
Of God before their Eyes.   

verse 4 But see; my God, for me,  
Among my Friends appears!  
verse 5 He'll crush my Foes: His Truth shall be  
The End of all my Fears.  
verse 6 To Thee, with Sacrifice,  
I'll then devoutly pray:  
Thy Name shall in my Praises be;  
It's good thy Praise to pay.   

verse 7 God has my Saviour been,  
From all my Griefs and Woes:  
Through him my longing Eyes have seen  
My Wish on all my Foes.    

PSAL. lv.  

verse 1 LOrd, hear my Prayers! o never turn  
From him Who prays to Thee!  
verse 2 When I in Words distracted mourn,  
O hear! o answer me!  
verse 3 Free me from cruel Foes, frorm those  
Who would oppress me quite;  
Who me with impious Lies oppose,  
And prosecute with Spite.   

verse 4 My Heart bleeds with its inward Wounds,  
Death's Terrors round me fall;  
verse 5 Fear, Trembling, Horror, Woe confounds  
My Thoughts and Actions all.  
verse 6 I cried, Oh, who swift Wings will give,  
Swift as the Doves, to me?  
Then would I fly away, and live  
Where I some Rest might see.   

verse 7 I'd wander far, and, in my Flight,  
Some lonesom Desert find,  
verse 8 Where I might soon in Safety light,  
From every stormy Wind!  
verse 9 Lord, to confound their plotting Brains,  
Their Tongues and Hearts divide;  
for Strife within the City reigns,  
And cruel Thiefs reside.   

Part 2.  

Such, Day and Night, their Walls surround;  
Within are Sins and Woes:  
verse 11 All Mischief in their Streets are found,  
And Fraud and Falshood grows.  
verse 12 Had Foes professed procured my Shame,  
I then had Patience held:  
Had Enemies despised my Name,  
I head soon myself concealed.   

verse 13 But it was he, my trusted Guide,  
My Bosom's Partner made,  
In closest Bonds of Friendship tied,  
My private Thoughts betrayed.  
verse 14 Oft with a charming sweet Consent,  
Each other's Souls we read:  
Oft to the Temple jointly went,  
By like Devotions led.   

O let the treacherous Brute, alive,  
To Hell's dark Womb descend!  
Who could with Hellish Art contrive  
To kill his kindest Friend!  
verse 16 For me, to God, the Lord, I'●l cry;  
My God shall rescue me:  
verse 17 Each Night, each Noon, each Morning, I  
His suppliant Slave will be.    

Part 3.  

verse 18 He'll hear my Prayers, my Life redeem  
From Wars, on me designed:  
For though too strong my Foes might seem,  
My God was always kind.  
verse 19 That God who ever lives shall hear,  
And humble all their Pride  
Who ne'er were shocked on Earth with Fear  
And therefore God defied.   

verse 20 They Wars with Men of Peace began,  
And all Agreements broke:  
And Spite through all their Counsels ran,  
However they softly spoke.  
verse 21 Not Oil nor Butter smother flowed,  
Than their deceitful Words;  
Yet Villains ne'er more Malice showed,  
Nor fought with sharper Swords.   

verse 22 Thy Cares then on thy Master cast,  
His Hand shall set thee free:  
He'●l always hold the Righteous fast,  
No Time their Change shall see.  
verse 23 The Bloody and Deceitful shall  
Untimely sink, and die,  
And in the Pit's Destruction fall:  
But I'll on God rely.     

PSAL. luj.  

verse 1 TO me thy Mercy, Lord, extend,  
For Men wou●d me devour;  
Against me all their Forces bend,  
And press me every Hour.  
verse 2 Each Day my cruel greedy Foes  
Designed to swallow me;  
And Armies which my Soul oppose,  
Would my Destruction see.   

verse 3 Whenever I fear, I'll trust in Thee,  
verse 4 Thy faithful Word I'll praise:  
Nor will I fear what Hurt to me  
Poor mortal Man can raise.  
verse 5 Each Day they wrist my Words; to work  
My Fall their Thoughts are bend:  
verse 6 They meet, they trace my Steps, they lurk  
Against my Life intent.   

verse 7 But shall they always scape in Sin?  
In Wrath destroy them all!  
verse 8 Thou knowst my dangerous Flight; hast seen  
My Tears, which daily fall:  
O let them ever in thy Sight,  
In Books recorded, lie.  
verse 9 But all my Foes shall turn to Flight  
When I to God shall cry.   

I know't for God's my Patron dear,  
verse 10 Through Him his Truth I'll show:  
verse 11 I'll trust in God, and nothing fear  
Which mortal Men can do.  
verse 12 To Thee, dear God, my Vows are made;  
To Thee my Praise I'll pay,  
verse 13 Who sav'd'st me from Death's gloomy Shade  
When I in Danger lay.   

And still I hope, through God, my Feet  
Shall ever firmly stand:  
My Steps thy saving Favours meet,  
And I possess the Land.    

PSAL. lvij.  

verse 1 MErcy to me, Lord, Mercy show;  
My Soul depends on Thee:  
Thy Wings, till off this Danger blow,  
Shall my Protection be  
verse 2 To God I'll cry, to God most High,  
Who all my Wishes sends:  
verse 3 Who me from his superior Sky,  
From barbarous Men defends.   

verse 4 His Truth and Mercy God applies,  
To save my drooping Soul,  
Which now with raging Lions lies,  
Who would devour it whole.  
I lie with fiery Men, whose Words  
Like Spears and Darts appear,  
Whose piercing Tongues than sharpest Swords,  
A greater sharpness bear.   

verse 5 Lord, raise thyself, exalt thy Name,  
Above the lofty Skies,  
And o'er this Earth's enlightened Frame,  
Lord, lift thy glorious Eyes.  
verse 6 My Soul with sorrow sunk, dismayed  
At fatal Nets prepared.  
But now my Foes in Pitfalls made  
For me, themselves are snared.   

verse 7 My Heart, dear Lord's prepared, my Heart  
Is fixed, thy Praise to sing.  
verse 8 Awake my Pride, my charming Art,  
To praise thy gracious King.  
verse 9 Awake my Lute, my Harp awake,  
And I'll prevent the Day:  
To God's great Name new Anthems make,  
And to his Glory play.   

verse 10 His Name, his wondrous Works, will I  
Among the Nation's praise,  
verse 11 And in my Songs above the Sky,  
His Truth and Mercy raise.  
verse 12 Lord, raise thyself, exalt thy Name,  
Above the lofty Skies,  
And o'er this Earth's enlightened Frame,  
O lift thy glorious Eyes!    

PASL. lviij.  
Psalm Iviij. As the 100, or, as Mr. Sandies 14.  

verse 1 WHen you in private Council sit,  
Are all your Consultations just?  
May others your Decisions trust?  
Their Lives to your pure Hands submit?   

verse 2 No wretched Men! your tainted Hearts  
Iniquities alone pursue,  
Earth groans so long oppressed by you,  
Your bloody Hands, and faithless Arts.   

verse 3 I long the wicked Race have known,  
All Liars from the Breasts and Womb.  
Lies in then Infant-Souls have room,  
In Lies their Elder years are grown.   

verse 4 Poor harmless things compared with these  
Black poisonous Toads, and Serpents are,  
Nor can the deafest Asp compare,  
With their hardhearted Policies.   

verse 5 Asps scorn the curious Charmer's Arts,  
And all his Magic Cant defy,  
These won't admit the Sufferer's cry,  
No Tears can move their stubborn Hearts.   

Part 2.  

verse 6 Lord, break their Teeth, their dreadful Jaws,  
Who, with a brutish Force enraged,  
Against weak Innocence engaged,  
Confound the Poor and Righteous Cause.   

verse 7 As sliding Waters sink and fail,  
So let their Malice quickly die:  
And when they let their Arrows fly,  
Let neither Bows nor Shafts prevail.   

verse 8 Let them, like Snails, when melting, waste;  
Or like untimely Births decay,  
verse 9 And to thy stormy Wrath give way  
As Thorns before a fiery blast.   

verse 10 The Righteous then shall droop no more,  
But God's all-righteous Vengeanee view,  
And all the Paths of Joy pursue,  
And wash their Feet in impious gore.   

verse 11 Then all the World convinced shall say,  
" The Just are Well rewarded now,  
" A God at last we must allow,  
" A God the lower World to sway.     

Or thus,  

verse 1 WHen you in private Councils sit,  
Are all your Counsels just?  
May Men to you their lives commit,  
Or your Decisions trust?  
verse 2 No wretched Men! your tainted Hearts  
Iniquity pursue,  
Your bloody Hands, and faithless Arts,  
Make Earth her Groans renew.   

verse 3 I long their impious Race have known,  
How from the Womb they lied,  
Their Infant Years, to Falsehood prone,  
Their Elder Age supplied.  
verse 4 Poor harmless things compared with these  
Black poisonous Serpents are,  
With their hardhearted Policies,  
Deaf Adders can't compare.   

verse 5 Adders defy the Charmer's Arts,  
And all his Cant defy:  
And these with unrelenting Hearts,  
Throw off the Sufferer's cry.  
verse 6 Lord, break their Teeth, their dreadful Jaws,  
With brutish force enraged,  
Against the Poor's afflicted Cause,  
And Innocence engaged.   

verse 7 As sliding Waters sink and fall,  
So let their Malice die,  
Nor Jet their shivered Bows prevail,  
Or broken Arrow fly.  
verse 8 Let them, like Snails, when melting, waste,  
Or hasty Births decay,  
verse 9 Or as Thorns to a fiery Blast,  
To thy fierce Wrath give way.   

verse 10 The Righteous then shall droop no more,  
But God's just Vengeance view,  
And wash their Feet in impious Gore,  
And joyful ways pursue.  
verse 11 Then all Mankind convinced shall see,  
The Just are well repaid.  
A God to Rule the World must be,  
And his Commands obeyed.    

Another Metre: As the old 126. proper Tune.  

verse 1 THE Place was dark,  
And far removed from fearching Eyes,  
No cheerful Light  
Can break th'impenetrable gloom,  
No starry Spark  
Can there the dark Cabal surprise,  
But sullen Night  
At once possessed the dismal room,  
These sate Sam's Council, there their Plots they said  
Their Souls more black than Night's prevailing shade.   

Vile Men, could you  
There in a righteous Balance weigh  
The Sufferer's Cause,  
And neither Love, nor Pride, nor Hate,  
Nor Malice show?  
Did all impartial Justice sway  
Your equal Laws?  
No Bribes an unknown Right create?  
Did you in that obscure retreat conclude,  
God's piercing Eye your Thoughts and Actions viewed.   

verse 2 Alas! 'twas vain  
To look for facred Justice where  
Triumphant Sin,  
With all its cursed Attendance reigned,  
Where Hopes of Gain  
Can barbarous Violence endear,  
And all had been  
By secret Wickedness maintained.  
Yet such you all, great Counsellors, have been,  
The Slaves of Tyrants, and the Tools of Sin.   

verse 3 When born at first,  
To entertain the World you lied,  
And Fraud and Lies  
Your Thoughts, and Words, and Actious filled  
With Poisons nursed,  
Your Looks the Basilisk out-vy'd,  
Your baleful Eyes  
The Serpent at a distance killed.  
verse 4-5 Deaf Adders sooner hear the Charmer's Art,  
Then you●'d support the poor Afflicted Heart.   

verse 6 How shall I pray?  
What Judgements on the Miscreants call?  
Whose Lion rage  
Would all the trembling World devour?  
Thy Wrath display,  
Great God, and make their Furies fall,  
At once assuage  
Their Spite and desolating Power.  
Let all their Strength, like hasty Torrents, fly,  
Which now o'erflow, now sink in Sands, and d●e   

verse 7-8 Snails melt away,  
Consumed in their own unctuous slime,  
When Mid-day's Sun  
On them shoots down his pointed Heat.  
Those Births decay  
Which Women lose before their Time,  
Shapes just begun  
And not by Nature's Hand complete.  
verse 9 So let them waste, all strength their Members leave  
Their broken Bows and Shafts their Hands deceive   

Rise mighty God,  
Let thy impetuous Fury break  
On their cursed Heads  
While yet they firmly stand and thrive!  
O let thy Rod  
Thy Wrath with dreadful Lashes speak!  
As Ruins spread  
When fiery Tempests fiercely drive,  
And thorny Woods with crackling Flames embraced  
Are laid at once, in one short Moment, waste.   

verse 10 This Vengeance passed,  
The Sons of Heaven shall droop no more,  
But every Mind  
With Joys surprising Raptures swell,  
Their Feet be washed  
In flowing Streams of sinful gore.  
verse 11 Till Men resigned  
To powerful Truth, with Praise shall tell,  
" God doubtless reigns, his care his Servants guard  
" And all their Faith with endless Love rewards    

PSAL. lix.  

verse 1 FRom all my Foes, dear Lord, and those  
Who fierce against me stand;  
verse 2 From Men of Blood, who hate the Good,  
My Safety, Lord, command!  
verse 3 For those who hate my Soul lay wait,  
The mighty Men combine;  
And all agree to murder me  
For no Deserts of mine.   

verse 4 For no base Facts, no lawless Acts,  
Their Bands my Life pursue;  
For me thy Might then, Lord, excite,  
And all my Dangers view.  
verse 5 Thou God of Hosts, who guard'st their Coasts,  
For Israel's Land declare;  
The Gentiles round in Wrath confound,  
No Sins of Malice spare!   

verse 6 Returned at Night like Dogs they fight,  
And round the City go;  
And for the Prey they missed by Day  
Their snarling Temper show.  
verse 7 Their very Words are piercing Swords,  
For, who can hear? They cry,  
verse 8 Let Scorn on all those Heathens fall,  
With Smiles their Rage defy.   

verse 9 Since Force and Might against me fight,  
And God is kind and just,  
My Confidence in his Defence,  
Shall ever firmly trust.  
verse 10 To me afford thy Mercies, Lord,  
With them prevent my Woes,  
And o let me thy Vengeance see,  
On my insulting Foes!   

Part 2  

verse 11 Lord, kill them not, lest, soon forgot,  
My People sin the more  
But, o disperse, with Anger fierce,  
Their Substance, and their Store!  
verse 12 For all those Lies their Hearts devise,  
And what their Tongues have told;  
Let all their Pride be mortified,  
Their perjured Minds controlled.   

verse 13 Those Brutes abhorred, in Anger, Lord,  
Consume, consume them so,  
That they thy Grace to Israel's Race,  
And all the World, may know.  
verse 14 Returned at Night, like Dogs they'll fight,  
And round the City prowl:  
verse 15 And long to eat, and get no Meat  
But murmur loud, and howl.   

verse 16 Thy Strength I'll sing, my God, my King;  
Thy Mercies early praise:  
For in my Grief, their kind Relief  
My drooping Fancies raise.  
verse 17 I'll spread, dear God, thy Strength abroad,  
Thy Mercies store disclose;  
Till all have known from whence alone  
My kind Assistance flows.     

PSAL. lx.  

verse 1 O Why so distant, Lord! so far  
From Israel's chosen Line  
When in a sad destructive War  
So mighty Kings combine.  
See how our trembling Armies move,  
When not revived by Thee:  
O let us now thy ancient Love,  
Thy former Mercies see!   

verse 2 The Land beneath thy Furies shook,  
Nor could its Fears conceal.  
Oh, with thy kind restoring Look  
Its dismal Breaches heal!  
verse 3 Hard Things thy People, Lord, have tried,  
To deadly Fears betrayed:  
verse 4 But now thy Banners, on their Side,  
Are for the Truth displayed.   

verse 5 That thy Beloved at large may live,  
From Chains and Bondage free,  
Let thy Right Hand Salvation give,  
And hear and answer me.  
verse 6 God spoke, and, in his Holiness,  
My Heart with Joys supplied:  
And now I'll Sichem's Lands possess,  
And Succoth's Plains divide.   

verse 7 Gilead is mine, Manassehs mine,  
My Head on Ephraim rests:  
But Judah's Tribe, by Right Divine  
The Royal Crown invests.  
verse 8 Moab my meanest Slave shall be,  
And Edom kiss my Feet;  
And Palestine, subdued, shall me  
With humblest Tributes meet.   

verse 9 Who'll me through Cities fortified,  
And Edom's Barriers, lead?  
verse 10 Lord, sha'n't thy Help, so long denied,  
Our marching Armies head?  
verse 11 Man's Help in Troub is vain; for me  
Then, Lord, thy Aids dispose.  
verse 12 Through God we'll bravely Act, for He  
Shall crush our angry Foes.    

Another Metre. As Psal. 121. proper Tune,  

verse 1 WHY, Lord, are we rejected? why  
Thus off in Anger thrown,  
And wretched Dastards grown?  
O turn, and with a gentler Eye  
All our late Disasters view,  
And thy ancient Loves renew!   

verse 2 Thy Anger shook the trembling Land,  
And made its Pillars bow:  
O heal its Breaches now!  
verse 3 On Thine, dear Lord, thy weighty Hand  
Has a Thousand Hardships brought,  
And imposed a deadly Draught.   

verse 4 But on thy Servants side at last  
Thy sacred Banner stands;  
Thy Truth has armed their Bands,  
And all their pressing Fears are past  
verse 5 Free that thy Beloved may be,  
O support and-answer me!   

verse 6 God's Oracle of Holiness  
My Heart with Joy supp'yed:  
I'll Sichem soon divide,  
And Succoths fertile Plains possess.  
verse 7 Gileaa's mime, Manasseh too,  
And what Ephraim's Strength can do.   

Judah the Royal Crown must wear.  
verse 8 The meanest Slaves, to me,  
Shall Moab's Offspring be:  
And Edom's Youth my Shoes shall bear.  
Palestine, my conquering Feet,  
With triumphant Garlandls meet.   

verse 9 Who, through strong Forts, to Edom's Head,  
Our trembling Bands will guide,  
Or in our Camp's preside?  
verse 10 Thou, Lord of Hosts, our Armies lead;  
Though of old we off were thrown,  
Now our Cause and Armies own!   

In all our straits, assist us, Lord;  
For Man's poor Helps are vain.  
verse 12 Through God we'll Honour gain.  
God's Strength to us shall Strength afford,  
And his unresisted Blows  
Batter down our angry Foes.    

PSAL. lxj.  

verse 1 LOrd, hear my Cries; my Prayers attend:  
verse 2 From Earth's last Quarters I  
On Thee, though languishing, depend;  
To Thee, for Comfort, fly.  
verse 3 O Thou, my Help of old, my Strength  
Against fierce Enemies!  
Fix me on that high Rock at length,  
Which all their Force defies!   

verse 4 Within thy holy House, my Rest  
Beneath thy Wings shall be:  
verse 5 For all my Vows, to Heaven addressed,  
Were kindly heard by Thee.  
To those who fear thy Name, thy Grace  
Shall large Possessions give  
verse 6 The King shall still, before thy Face,  
A Thousand Ages live.   

verse 7 Let Truth and Mercy guard his Head  
From every threatening Storm,  
verse 8 And I his Praise, in Songs, will spread;  
And daily Vows perform.    

PSAL. lxij.  

verse 1 BUT still on God, my Saviour, I  
With humble Silence wait:  
verse 2 My Rock, my Health; who sets me high,  
And then confirms my State.  
verse 3 How long shall your base Plots assail  
My Life? Yourselves shall fall;  
And like old tottering Fences fail,  
Or like some battered Wall.   

verse 4 They fain would thrust my Glories down,  
And old in Lies they grow:  
Their Language Oily Blessings crown,  
Their Hearts with Curies' flow.  
verse 5 But still on God, my Saviour, I  
With humblest Silence wait:  
verse 6 My Rock, my Health; who sets me high,  
And then secures my State.   

verse 7 God's my Salvation, Glory, All  
My Strength, my Hope, my Trust.  
verse 8 Pour out your Hearts with Faith; o call  
On Him, ye suffering Just!  
Our God's a Guard, who ne'er can fail:  
verse 9 But Men are Vanity.  
Nay, that against'em turns the Scale,  
They're all an empty Lye.   

Those Men by Providence depressed,  
And those exalted high;  
The Rich, the Poor; the Worst, the Best,  
Are all an empty Lye.  
verse 10 O ne'er in Wrong nor Force confide,  
Nor swe'ling Thoughts disclose;  
Nor on your Treasures multiplied  
Your care'ess Hearts repose.   

verse 11 Once God hath spoke, and twice have we  
His Declaration heard,  
That Might belongs to God, and He  
Will for his Might be feared.  
verse 12 And Mercy, Lord, is only thine,  
And thy impartial Hand  
Will, as Men's various Works incline,  
Their due Rewards command.    

PSAL. lxiij. us the rooth,  

verse 1 BEfore the Morning-blushes rise,  
To Thee, dear God, I lift my Eyes;  
For thou alone my God shalt be.  
To Thee my thirsty Soul aspires;  
Thy Smiles my longing Flesh desires,  
Where I no Springs of Comfort see.  
verse 2 As oft within thy holy Place  
I met of old thy quick'ning Grace,  
I'd now thy Strength and Glory view.  
verse 3 More swift than Life, thy Mercies flow;  
And I with cheerful Lips would show  
Thy Works, thy ancient Praise renew.   

verse 4 Thy Works, with Blessings I'll proclaim  
Whi'e Life shall last; and in thy Name  
My Hands and Heart devoutly raise.  
verse 5 Sweet Marrow's Juice the Taste invites,  
But more in Thee my Soul delights;  
And Thee my joyful Lips shall praise.  
verse 6 In Bed I think on Thee, dear Lord;  
Thy Loves I through the Night record,  
And on thy Goodness meditate.  
verse 7 From Thee my Health and Safety springs  
And, shadowed by thy glorious Wings,  
I'll all thy Works with Joy relate.   

verse 8 To Thee my steady Soul adheres;  
Thy Hand my strong Support appears.  
verse 9 But those who would my Life betray  
Shall sink in Death's Eternal Shade:  
verse 10 Their Lives to cruel Swords be made,  
And Wolves, and savage Beasts, a Prey.  
verse 11 Then in his God the King shall be  
Exalted high; the World shall see  
His flowing Joys: and all who swear  
To him, shall in their Oaths be blessed;  
And Lying Lips, with Shame suppressed,  
No more to blast his Crown appear.    

PSAL. lxiu  

verse 1 LOrd, hear my Voice in Prayer; secure  
My Life From angry Foes!  
verse 2 From Sinners Plots o hid me sure,  
And wicked Workers Blows!  
verse 3 Sharp though they whet their tempered Swords,  
Their Tongues are sharper far;  
And out they shoot their bitter Words,  
Like Shafts prepared for War,   

verse 4 In dark Retreats the Plotter lies,  
To wound the perfect Heart;  
And, fearlese, there, with boed Surprise,  
He throws his deadly Dart.  
verse 5 Mischief's their Life, to mischief they  
Encouragements apply;  
And talk of spreading Snares, and say  
Who can our Snares descry?   

verse 6 Deep are their Hearts, their Counsels deep,  
And all their Thoughts profound;  
And all a Search for Mischief keep,  
And practise Mischief found.  
verse 7 But God, with more surprising Darts,  
Their wounded Hearts shall reach:  
verse 8 Their Tongues shall soon betray their Hearts;  
Themselves, themselves impeach.   

verse 9 Aloof the wondering World shall stand;  
And all around, with Fear,  
Acknowledge God's revenging Hand,  
And all his Acts revere.  
verse 10 Then shall the Just in God rejoice,  
Their Faith more strongly raise;  
And each good Man exalt his Voice,  
To sing his Maker's Praise.    

PSAL. lxv. as the rooth.  

PRaise, Lord, in Zion waits for Thee;  
To Thee our holy Vows we pay.  
Thou hearest us; whence, in Misery,  
verse 2 To Thee the suppliant World shall pray.   

verse 3 My Sins are, Lord, too strong for me:  
But Thou shalt all my Sins forgive.  
verse 4 O happy's he, whose Eyes may see  
Thy House, and in thy Presence live:   

When him Devotion kindly warms,  
His inward purer Joys abound;  
His Soul with blessed Re igion's Charms,  
Is in thy sacred Temple crowned.   

verse 5 What though a Thousand Dangers rise  
To us? our sure Salvation springs  
From Thee: thy Flock for Shelter flies  
To thy protecting Mercy's Wings.   

For us thy dreadful Judgements move,  
And scatter all our Fears and Woes.  
Whence all in Thee their Trust improve,  
Where Earth extends, or Water flows.   

verse 6 Thy Might the lofty Mountains raised,  
And Power thy wondrous Throne surrounds;  
And at thy Voice, the Seas, amazed,  
Laid down their Billows roaring Sounds.   

verse 7 Thy Terrors smooth the Wat'ry Plain,  
And all the murmuring Nations quell;  
When ruffling Storms disturb the Main,  
And stubborn Hearts with Madness swell.   

Part 2.  

verse 8 When earth is shocked, and Comets blaze,  
And thy prodigious Signs appear,  
At them the trembling Nations gaze,  
And them at utmost distance fear.   

The blushing Dawn, the Morning-Skies,  
Through all the World thy Praise proclaim;  
And when Night's gloomy Shadows rise,  
They celebrate thy glorious Name.   

verse 9 Thy Eyes the lower World survey,  
Thy Hand their various Need supplies;  
Thy Dews and Rains prepare the Way  
For Grass, and Herbs, and Plants to rise.   

What mighty Treasures Lord, hast Thou  
Within thy wat'ry Chambers laid?  
Whence all our vast Provisions now,  
Our Corn, and Wine, and Oil's conveyed.   

verse 10 The rising Grounds thy Fountains make;  
Their wealthy Crops and Fatness yield:  
The lower Lands thy Smiles partake;  
Thy Blessing warms the springing Field.   

verse 11 The joyful Year, with Goodness crowned,  
Owes all its Plenty, Lord, to Thee:  
Thy Clouds with fattening Drops abound,  
And we their large Production see.   

verse 12 The barren Wi●ds the burning Sands,  
Those coo●ing Drops in Season bless:  
The dancing Hillocks join their Hands,  
And Mirth and Gratitude express.   

verse 13 Huge Flocks the fruitful Pastures yield,  
Huge Crops the burdened Valleys bring;  
Joys echo through the cheerful Field,  
And all their Maker's Praises sing.     

Another Metre, to the old 104th proper Tune.  

verse 1 IN Siou's blessed Gares,  
Lord, Praise waits for Thee:  
To Thee holy Vows  
Shall justly be paid.  
verse 2 Thy Goodness creates  
All our Confidence: we  
By't moved in thy House,  
Our Petitions have made.   

verse 3 Man's impious Art  
Against me prevails;  
O purge, O remove  
Our Follies away!  
verse 4 How happy's his Part,  
Whom thy Mercy ne'er fails!  
Thy Choice can approve,  
And thy Service can stay!   

That Man in thy Sight  
And Temple may dwell;  
Thy Altars draw near,  
Thy Favours enjoy;  
And in Thee delight,  
And be satisfied well  
With Goodness: and there  
All his Service employ.   

verse 5 By terrible Things  
In Righteousness shown,  
Thou ' It answer our Cares,  
Our Saviour to be.  
Our Confidence springs  
From thy Goodness alone:  
Whence Strangers make Prayers,  
And rough Sailors, to Thee.   

verse 6 The Mountains stand fast,  
Fixed strongly by Thee;  
Thy powerful Arm  
Has girt'em secure.  
verse 7 Loud Storms are soon past,  
For thy Fury, we see,  
Mad People can charm,  
And their Quiet procure.   

verse 8 Thy Wonders and Signs  
All Nations affright,  
Where Comets e'er blaze,  
Or Earthquakes can tear,  
The Morning, which shine,  
And the dark gloomy Night,  
Rejoice in thy Praise,  
And thy Glories declare.   

verse 9 Thou visit'st the Earth,  
Its Waters abound;  
Vast Rivers, with Wealth,  
The Countries overflow:  
Thence Corn has its Birth;  
And the Fie'ds, With it crowned,  
New Vigour and Health  
On the Nations bestow.   

verse 10 The highest ridged Field  
Thy Water partakes;  
The Furrows, Jaid low,  
Are drenched with the same:  
The Clods quickly yield,  
Earth its Hardness forsakes;  
The Crops, which they show,  
Then God's Blessing proclaim.   

verse 11 By Thee the rich Year  
With Goodness is crowned;  
And all thy blessed Ways  
Pure Fatness distil:  
verse 12 Rich Pastures appear  
All the Deserts around;  
All echoing Praise  
From each neighbouring Hill.   

verse 13 With Thousands of Sheep  
The Pastures are clad;  
The Valleys with Corn  
Are covered quite o'er:  
Hence Nature may keep  
Now its Revels; and glad,  
With Praises adorn  
Both her Lord, and her Store.    

PSAL. lxuj. as the 113th.  

verse 1 IN God, o all ye Lands, rejoice;  
verse 2 Let every Man's triumphant Voice  
Advance his Name, his Glories sing.  
verse 3 How dreadful, Lord, thy Works appear!  
Thy Terrors make thy Foes, with Fear,  
To Thee their forced Submissions bring.  
verse 4 To Thee the Nations round shall bend;  
Thy Name shall in their Songs ascend  
Above the Clouds, above the Skies.  
verse 5 Come, see God's Operations here;  
How when his dreadful Works appear,  
Their Terrors Humane Hearts surprise.   

verse 6 When from Egyption Bondage He  
His Israel's happy Race set free,  
God through the Seas contrived a Road;  
Where, fenced by Watery Walls, they went  
Safe o'er a spacious Continent,  
And all their Hearts with Joys o'erslowed.  
verse 7 God, by his Power Eternal, reigns;  
His Look the Rebel-World restrains,  
And beats their swelling Humours down.  
verse 8 O all ye serious People, b●ess  
That God, whose Name our Tongues confess:  
His Name, with losty Praises crown.   

verse 9 The Lord our Souls in Safety keeps;  
He never slumbers, never sleeps;  
He ne'er permits our Feet to slide:  
verse 10 Yet, as the Silver's oft refined,  
When for the noblest Works designed,  
Our Sou s as oft his Hands have tried.  
verse 11 We fell in strong, perplexing Snares;  
Our Strength funk down with weighty Cares;  
Our Heads we bowed to conquering Foes.  
verse 12 But through Affliction's scorching Heat,  
Through Floods of Tears, thy Mercies great  
Conveyed us to a sweet Repose.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 My Thanks his Temple now shall see.  
verse 14 I'll pay my Vows, dear Lord, to Thee;  
My Vows in Times of Danger signed.  
verse 15 My upright Mind, my Heart sincere,  
My guiltless Hands, shall Favour there,  
More than a Thousand Oxen, find.  
verse 16 Come, hear me, all that fear the Lord;  
O hear, while I, with Praise, record  
What for my Soul his Hands have wrought:  
verse 17 I cried, his Name I raised on high;  
verse 18 Yet, had my Heart been faulty, I  
His Smiles, alas! had vainly sought.   

God reads the inward Parts, and views  
What Ways the righteous Soul pursues,  
And hears his earnest Prayers and Cries:  
But Hypocrites, whose various Arts  
Divide their glozing Tongues and Hearts,  
Are odious to his piercing Eyes.  
verse 19 But God has heard my Prayers, and He  
With Favour gently answered me;  
His Ears to my Petitions bowed.  
verse 20 O blessed be He, whose gracious Ear  
His suppliant Servant's prayers would hear,  
And Mercy to his Prayers allowed!     

PSAL. lxvij.  

verse 1 TO us, with Mercy free,  
Lord, show thy glorious Face:  
O let thy happy Servants see  
Thy Blessing, and thy Grace!  
verse 2 That all the Earth may know  
Salvation's certain Way,  
Thy Truth to all the Nations show,  
Thy saving Health display.  
verse 3 Let all the World, o God,  
Exalt thy glorious Name:  
O let the Nations all abroad  
Thy wondrous Praise proclaim!  
verse 4 To Thee, with loud Applause,  
The governed World shall sing,  
When Thou shalt all, by equal Laws,  
To righteous Judgement bring.   

verse 5 Let all the World, o God,  
Exa't thy glorious Name:  
O let the Nations all abroad  
Thy wondrous Praise proclaim!  
verse 6 Then shall the fruitful Land  
It's ancient Burden show;  
And on ourselves, from God's free Hand,  
Shall endless Blssings flow.   

verse 7 Then God shall bless us all;  
And at his awful Feet,  
With Fear the farthest Tribes shall fall,  
And to his Laws submit.    

PSAL. lxviij. As the 100th.  

verse 1 LET God arise, his angry Foes  
Will quickly turn themselves to Flight:  
Their Malice can't his Wrath oppose,  
Nor bear the Terrors of his Sight.   

verse 2 But as Smoak flies before the Wind,  
As Wax dissolves before the Fire,  
So Impious Men their Weakness find,  
And, by his Frowns consumed, expire.   

verse 3 But holy Men, with joyful Hearts,  
Before their God shall Praises sing.  
Sing then, ye Saints; sing all your Parts;  
Exalt the great Celestial King.   

verse 5 See where your God triumphant rides;  
His Name with boundless Glory shines.  
In Him each raptured Soul confides,  
And gladly in his Praise combines.   

verse 6 For Widows Tears, and Orphans Cries,  
God, like a Judge and Father, cares;  
Starves Rebels, makes the Captives rise,  
And fills the lonesom House with Heirs.   

verse 7 Lord, when thou leddest thy People o'er  
The barren wild's, and Defart-Lands,  
Earth's Bosom strong Convulsions tore,  
And Heaven, dissolved at thy Commands.   

verse 8 A Thousand Dewy Sweats distilled.  
Nay; Sinai too, supremely blessed,  
Great Israel's God with Terrors filled,  
With Light's immoderate Beams Oppressed.   

verse 9 But cooling Dews, and fruitful Rains,  
On thy exhausted Canaan flowed;  
verse 10 which now thy People entertains,  
Thy Goodness on thy, Flock bestowed.   

Part 2.  

God gave the Word, and out in haste  
All Nature's ready Armies flew,  
And spoke God's Will; and as they passed,  
Did all opposing Force subdue.   

God's Household then, with Spoils, grew fair,  
Of routed Hosts, and flying Kings;  
As Doves, which seem to cut the Air  
With Silver Plumes, and Golden Wings.   

verse 13 On that great Day, though back before,  
Among the Brick-Kilns newly laid;  
verse 14 They more than Sal'men's Whiteness bore,  
When in his Snowy Robes arrayed.   

verse 15 God's Zion, Bashan's Pride our-vies;  
And God in Sion's Hill delights.  
verse 16 Why then should other Hills despise  
What God's own Residence invites?   

verse 17 A Thousand Thousand Chariots, steered  
By fiery Angels, round Him wait;  
As once in S●nai's Mount appeared,  
When there, enthroned, his Glory fare.   

verse 18 Lord, when thou took'st thy Seat on high,  
Both Death and Hell were Captives led:  
Thy Gifts made stubborn Hearts comply,  
And Rebels own their sacred Head.   

verse 19 O blessed be God, from Day to Day,  
Who us with bounteous Goodness loads:  
verse 20 Our Saving Health, our Lord, our Stay,  
Our Guide from Death's obscure Abodes!   

verse 21 But finful Fools, his thoughtless Foes,  
God in their Heads, their Vitals, wounds.  
verse 22 I too, says God, will rescue those  
Whom Bashan, or the Sea, surrounds.   

My Friends shall live at large, and free;  
Ill used, restrained, oppressed no more.  
verse 23 Their Steps o'er bleeding Foes shall be,  
Where Dogs shall lick the streaming Gore.    

Part 3.  

verse 24 My God, my King; thy glorious Ways  
Are oft with awful Wonder viewed,  
When in thy House, on Holy Days,  
Thou meetest, the suppliant Multitude.   

verse 25 First all the charming Voices move,  
Then those who touch the tuneful Strings;  
The Damsels next their Fingers prove,  
And loud the merry Timbrel rings.   

verse 26 Praise God in all Assemblies; praise  
Your God, o all of Israel's Race!  
verse 27 Let Benjamin his Anthems raise,  
Whom first the Regal Ensigns grace.   

verse 28 With Him let Judah's Head combine,  
And all the Tribes their Leaders bring,  
Till Midland Tribes and Coasters join  
And All than Maker's Glories sing.   

verse 29 Strength, Lord, on us thy Hand bestows:  
O let our Graces stronger be!  
While Strength from Salem's Temple flows,  
Great Kings shall offer Gifts to Thee.   

verse 30 Rebuke th' Egyptians Force! confound  
The Brutes, in Idol-worship strong:  
Those who in Pride and Wealth abound,  
And who for Wars and Tumults long.   

verse 31 To God then mighty Kings shall fly,  
From Egypt, and Arabian Lands;  
And cast their Crowns and Sceptres by,  
And raise to him their suppliant Hands.   

verse 32 Sing, sing to God, his Praise unfold,  
His Name ye Earthly Kings adore.  
verse 33 He rides above the Skies of old,  
And speaks in Thunders dreadful roar.   

verse 34 Ascribe to God all Strength and Might,  
Who o'er his Israel's Lot presides,  
Whose Power, and whose Majestic light,  
Above the highest Orb resides.   

verse 35 What Terrors in that sacred Place,  
Israel's Eternal God surround!  
The Saints his Might and Courage grace,  
His Name be still with Praises crowned.     

PSAL. lxix.  

verse 1 O Save me, Lord! Thy Floods prevail,  
The Floods my Strength control.  
verse 2 The Mud, the rugged Waves assail,  
And sink my fainting Soul.  
verse 3 To Thee till wearied quite I cry,  
My Throat grows hoarse and dry,  
My very Ey. strings Crack, while I  
On Thee for Help rely.   

verse 4 More than my Hairs my Foes increase,  
And they whose causeless Hate,  
Pursue my Soul, and break my Peace,  
Are strong, and Fortunate.  
To lay their Spite, I paid with Care,  
What never was due from me.  
verse 5 Thou, Lord, my Follies knowst, nor are  
My Faults concealed from Thee.   

verse 6 Thro the let none endure Disgrace,  
Who on thy Love depend,  
None blush through me who seek thy Face,  
Or for thy Grace attend:  
verse 7 For thy Name's sake I suffer scorn,  
To all Reproach confined,  
verse 8 My Mother's Sons, my Brethren born,  
To me are grown unkind.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Lord, for thy House with zealous Flame,  
My Soul consumes, and dies,  
And those who dare affront thy Name,  
My Heart with grief surprise.  
verse 10 I fast, my falling Tears succeed,  
But I'm reproached for all.  
verse 11 I Sackcloth wear, my Sackcloth weeds,  
Among their Proverbs fall.   

verse 12 Where all the senseless Rabble sit,  
I'm made their constant Theme,  
Each Drunkard tries his brutish Wit,  
My Glories to blaspheme:  
verse 13 In thy accepted Time, dear Lord,  
Receive my Soul's address,  
With Mercy by thy faithful Word,  
My cruel Foes repress.   

verse 14 From miry Deeps, Lord, raise my Head,  
From mighty Waters save,  
verse 15 And from the stormy Tempests dread,  
And from the gaping Grave.  
Let not the Floods devour me quite,  
Nor Whirlpools swallow me;  
verse 16 But in thy Mercies, Lord, delight,  
And hear my Prayers to Tnee!    

Part 3.  

With Pity view my mournful Case,  
And ease my dismal Woes.  
verse 17 From me o never hid thy Face,  
When Sorrows round me close.  
verse 18 Draw near, redeem my Soul from those,  
Who, in my Fall delight.  
verse 19 My shame, reproach, and all my Foes,  
Are ever in thy sight.   

verse 20 Shame breaks my Heart, my panting Soul,  
For Comfort looks in vain,  
No Friends my mournful State condole,  
Nor feel my dreadful Pain,  
verse 21 They gave me bitter Gall to eat,  
Sharp Vinegar to drink,  
verse 22 But let thy Wrath their Joys defeat,  
Their spiteful Pleasures sink.   

O let thy Curse a deadly snare,  
Of all their Plenty make,  
And when their Souls for Mirth prepare,  
All Mirth their Souls forsake.  
verse 23 O let their Eyes be dark, their Loins  
With strange Diseases shake.  
verse 24 Till Wrath with utmost Fury joins,  
And they of both partake.    

Part 4.  

verse 25 Let all their lofty Palaces,  
Their Tents deserted lie,  
verse 26 For they on thy Afflicted press,  
And Wounds to Wounds apply.  
verse 27 Punish their Sins with Sins; nor let  
Them Righteousness behold!  
verse 28 Their Names i' th' Book of Life unset,  
Nor with the Just enroled   

verse 29 But me, oppressed with mighty Woes,  
Thy Health, dear God, shall raise.  
verse 30 And Songs I'll to thy Name compose,  
And ever sing thy Praise.  
verse 31 And these shall Thee, my God, much more  
Than Firstling Bul'ocks, please.  
verse 32 The Humble, who thy Face implore,  
Shall see't, and live at Ease.   

Joys shall their happy Hearts possess  
At this triumphant Sight:  
Their Souls shall wondrous Mirth express;  
Their Lives, supreme Delight.  
verse 33 God hears the Poor and Bondmen call,  
And sends Deliverance:  
verse 34 Then let Heaven, Earth and Seas, and all  
Their Hosts, his Praise advance.   

verse 35 God saves his own, and they, in Peace  
Within their Country's rest:  
verse 36 And there their happy Heirs increase,  
Who love their Maker best.     

PSAL. lxx.  

verse 1 HAst'e, Lord; o haste to aid,  
And set thy Servant free!  
verse 2 Ashamed let all those Fools be made,  
Who seek to ruin me!  
With Shame confound them all,  
Who would my Life destroy;  
verse 3 And when they think I'm like to fall,  
Express unmanly Joy.  
verse 4 But where Men seek thy Face,  
Let constant Joys reside:  
Let those who love thy saying Grace,  
Say, God be magnified.  
verse 5 But I am weak and poor;  
O haste to help me, Lord;  
And, as thou oft hast done before,  
Thy speedy Aids afford!    

PSAL. lxxj.  

verse 1 IN Thee dear Lord, I only trust:  
From Shame o keep me free!  
verse 2 And, as thy Promises are just,  
Hear, help and rescue me!  
verse 3 Be thou my mighty Fortress, where  
I, when oppressed, may fly.  
Thou art my Rock, my Fort; in Fear  
I on thy Word rely.   

verse 4 Save me, my God, from impious Hands  
From Fraud and Violence,  
verse 5 In Thee my Hope, my Safety stands;  
My Lord, my Youth's Defence!  
verse 6 I from my Mother's Womb, at first,  
By Thee was brought to light;  
And by thy Providence was nursed,  
And in thy Praise delight.   

verse 7 Though I a Monster seem to most,  
In Thee my Hopes are strong.  
verse 8 O let thy Honour be my Boast;  
Thy Praise, my daily Song!  
verse 9 Cast me not off when elder Days,  
When Age comes creeping on:  
O leave me not when Strength decays,  
And youthful Years are gone!  
verse 10 My Foes, Who watch my Soul, declare,  
Where they in private meet,  
verse 11 See now how God withdraws his Care,  
And leaves his Favourite!  
Up! let us seize him now; pursue  
wherever the Dastard flies:  
He has, alas! no Help in view;  
None to his Aid will rife.   

Part 2.  

verse 12 Haste then, my God; to help me, fly;  
No more thy Helps delay!  
verse 13 But let my Foes confounded lie;  
Their Spite, with Shame repay.  
verse 14 On Thee I'll still with Patience wait,  
And praise Thee more and more;  
verse 15 And all thy righteous Acts relate,  
And thy Salvation's Store.   

These all Accounts so far transcend,  
That none their Numbers know.  
verse 16 But, Lord, I'll on thy Strength depend,  
Thy Justice only show.  
verse 17 As taught by Thee from Childhood, I  
Thy wondrous Works have showns:  
verse 18 O let me not deserted lie,  
When weak and ancient grown!   

Lord, leave me not when hoary Hairs  
Invest my aged Head:  
Till to this Age, and future Heirs,  
I'Ve all thy Wonders read.  
verse 19 On high thy righteous Actions shine,  
And great thy Judgements are.  
What Being, Lord, though calied Divine,  
Can e'er with Thee compare?  
verse 20 Thou showest me mighty Grie'fs and Woes,  
Yet shall thy Smiles revive;  
And from Earth's hollow Deeps below,  
Present my Soul alive.  
verse 21 My Head thy Loves shall greatly raise,  
Thy Comforts guard my round:  
verse 22 And I thy Truth with Songs shall raise,  
And Harp's melodious Sound.   

O Israel's holy God, to Thee  
My Lips will gladly sing;  
My Soul, redeemed from Misery,  
Its Tribute Praises bring.  
verse 24 Thy Righteousness my Tongue shall trace,  
And daily talk of thee,  
Since they are crushed with dark Disgrace,  
Who sought to ruin me.     

Psal. 72. As the 100th. or Mr. Sundays 1●…  

verse 1 LOrd, to the King thy Judgements give,  
Thy Justice on his Son bestow,  
verse 2 Then shall the Word his Judgements know  
The Humble, by his Justice live.   

verse 3 Then those advanced to noblest State  
Shall all for public Peace declare:  
The meanest Officers, with Care,  
Their Prince's Goodness imitate.   

verse 4 He'll judge the Poor, their Offspring save,  
And break the bold Oppressor's Force.  
verse 5 While Sun and Moon maintain their Course  
His Fear shall every Heart enslave.   

verse 6 His Goodness, like soft Rains and Dews  
Which on the new-mown Grass descend.  
Shall to the Moon's last Age extend,  
And Peace, abundant Peace, diff'use,   

The Righteous, in his happy Reign,  
Shall thrive; his mighty Empire stretch  
As far as Lands or Waters reach,  
Or farthest Springs their Streams maintain.   

To Him th' Arabian Troops shall bow;  
His Enemies the Dust embrace.  
And Saba's Kings, to court his Grace,  
Their noblest Gifts and Offerings vow.   

The Isles, the Continent, shall send  
Their Kings, to kiss his sacred Feet.  
All kings shall in his Worship meet,  
And Nations to his Service bend.   

For He'll the praying Poor discharge;  
Th' Oppressed, who no Assistance find.  
He'll to the needy Soul be kind;  
And He'll the humble Heart enlarge.   

From Violence He'll set them free;  
From shameless Fraud, and base Deceit.  
And in his Sight in Value great  
The Blood of all his Saints shall be.   

Long shall He live; pure Gold as long  
To Him th' Arabian Bands shall pay:  
To Him th' obedient World shall pray,  
And Him with daily Blessings throng.   

And though his Truth at first may seem  
Of meanest Worth, and smallest Force,  
IT will soon, with a resistless Course,  
Command the wiser World's Esteem.   

It's Fruit to nobler heights shall grow  
Than Lebanon's immortal Heads:  
More thick than Grass the Valleys spreads,  
Vast Crowds shall to his Doctrine flow.   

verse 17 His Name Eternity possessed,  
God's Son, before reflecting Streams,  
Threw back the Sun's first Infant-Beams;  
And in Him every Nation's blessed.   

verse 18 All Lands shall bless his sacred Name.  
O blessed be God, the mighty Lord,  
Whose Name old Jacob's Tribes record,  
Whose Name his wondrous Works proclaim!   

verse 19 With Blessings let his Name be crowned,  
Till Time's run out; and every Day  
His Glories through the World display;  
And loud Amens, Amens resound!    

Another Metre, as Mr. Sandies 5th  

verse 1 LOrd, let the King thy Judgements find!  
every the Prince's Royal Mind,  
Fer Crowns and Governments designed.   

verse 2 Then shall He Sentence wisely give;  
And safe in his Prerogative  
Shall all the Poor, Afflicted, live.   

verse 3 Then Righteousness and Peace shall reign,  
The mighty Men shall Peace maintain,  
And Justice all the Vulgar gain.   

verse 4 He'll vindicate and save the Poor,  
And all their Race from Harms secure:  
But Tyrants must his Wrath endure.   

verse 5 Him all, from, Age to Age shall fear,  
As long as Mid-day's Suns appear,  
Or Moons the gloomy Midnight cheer.   

verse 6 Sweet be his Rule, and soft his Reign,  
As gentle Dews which cool the Plain,  
Or Showers which Grass and Herbs maintain!   

verse 7 The Just shall flourish in his Days;  
Abundant Peace her Head shall raise,  
While Moons shall shine, or Stars shall blaze.   

verse 8 His Empire shall be vast, and wide;  
As far as Seas Can feel the Tide,  
Or Rivers flow, or Winds can ride.   

verse 9 In him th' Arabians wild shall trust:  
His Foes, beneath his Footstool thrust  
Shall fall, and humbly lick the Dust.   

verse 10 Him shall the Island-Kings obey;  
To Him Black AEthiopians pray,  
And Offerings on his Altars lay.   

verse 11 Their Kings, by Truth convinced, shall be  
His Servants, and his Slaves; and He  
All Nations at his Feet shall see.   

verse 12 For He the poor Man's Cries shall hear;  
The sufferers and Afflicted cheer,  
When neither Help nor Friends appear.   

verse 13 He'll to the Weak in Want be kind  
The humble and submissive Mind  
Shall always his Assistance find.   

verse 14 Where Fraud and Wrong triumphant seem,  
He'll all their fainting Souls redeem,  
And dear their precious Lives esteem.   

verse 15 Long may He live; and long may they  
To Him their Golden Tributes pay,  
And daily praise, and daily pray!   

verse 16 Where little Hope or Seed was found,  
May mighty Crops adorn the Ground;  
Like Libanus, with Cedars crowned.   

Their Towns, before with Widows filled,  
A new and numerous Offspring yield,  
Thick as the Grass which shades the Field.   

verse 17 To Him may all the Nations haste;  
His Name, with endless Blessings graced,  
Beyond the Sun, Eternal last.   

verse 18 Blessed be the Lord, our God May He,  
Whose wondrous Works we daily, see,  
Praised by his grateful Churches be!   

verse 19 Blessed, ever blessed his glorious Name!  
May all the World advance his Fame!  
While we Amen, Amen proclaim!    

PSAL. lxxiij.  

verse 1 IT's true, God to his Israel's kind,  
To those whose Hearts are pure:  
verse 2 Yet all my Confidence declined,  
My Faith was scarce secure.  
verse 3 Envy, uneasre Envy gained  
An Empire in my Breast,  
To see how impious Madmen reigned,  
With Peace and Plenty blessed.  
verse 4 No racking Pains their Death's foreshowed,  
Their Strength no Sickness broke:  
verse 5 They never bore Grief's common Load,  
Nor felt God's angry Stroke.  
verse 6 Hence are they crowned with haughty Pride,  
And robbed with Violence:  
verse 7 Their Looks are high; their Lusts supplied,  
Beyond their utmost Sense.   

verse 8 They in excessive Lewdness walk,  
And in Oppressions boast;  
And with their thundering lofty Talk  
O'er-awe the neighb'ring Coast.  
verse 9 Nay, Heaven itself their Words defy,  
And trembling Earth subdue:  
verse 10 And, while they make their Treasures fly,  
Allure the hungry Crew.   

verse 11 And yet they cry," Can God above  
" Our secret Practice know?  
" Can God our gallant Acts reprove,  
" Or greater Wisdom show?  
verse 12 Such are the wicked Workers, who  
Can, with a prosperous Gale,  
And still increasing Riches, through  
The World's rough Ocean fail.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 This I observing, fond cried,  
" I've cleansed my Hands in vain;  
" In vain my Heart I purified,  
" And Innocence maintain,  
verse 14" In vain, alas! my struggling Lust  
" I've daily mortified;  
" And groveled in Affliction's Dust,  
" By sharp Temptations tried.  
verse 15 But soon I this, Reflection made,  
" Should I such Thoughts embrace,  
" I must God's Providence upbraid,  
" And damn chosen Race.  
verse 16 In vain I trod, without a Guide,  
The dark, perplexing Maze:  
In vain by Reason's, Methods tried  
Thy Wisdom's secret Ways;   

verse 17 Till I could to thy Holy Place,  
With humble Thoughts, ascend;  
And there their wretched Fortune's trace,  
And read their dismal End.  
verse 18 Oh, on what slip'ry Ground they stand!  
How quickly ruined all!  
verse 19 And, crushed by thy destroying Hand,  
With Terrors wasted, fall!   

verse 23 As Dreams fly off from drowsy Eyes  
When Sleep the Man forsakes,  
So Thou their Image shalt despise  
When once thy Fury wakes.  
verse 21 Thus now my Thoughts are satisfied,  
Though long perplexed before;  
Though Grief did then my Heart divide.  
And Pains my Bosom tore.    

Part 3.  

verse 22 Such Ignorance and Folly then  
My untaught Soul betrayed:  
And I, beneath the Rank of Men,  
With senseless Beasts was laid.  
verse 23 I see I'm always now with Thee;  
Thy Hand my Life supports:  
verse 24 Thy Counsels, Lord, my Guide shall be,  
To thy All-glorious Courts.  
verse 25 On whom but Thee, dear Lord, above,  
Can my Affections be?  
And none on Earth my Soul can love;  
O none, compared with Thee!  
verse 26 Though here my Flesh my Heart decline,  
Thy Strength my Heart supplies.  
Thou art my God, my Part Divine,  
When Time; expiring dies.   

verse 27 Lo, those whose Vain Affections rove  
From Thee, shall sink, and die:  
Those Fools who , with wanton Love,  
On cursed Idolatry.  
verse 28 But when I draw to God, how nigh  
His flowing Mercies are!  
On Him I've fixed my Trust, that I  
Might all his Works declare.     

PSAL. lxxiu  

verse 1 O Why thus absent, Lord! Shall we  
No more thy Smiles obtain?  
Shall thy poor Flock eternally  
Thy Fury's Weight sustain?  
verse 2 O think on those redeemed of old;  
Those Lands, by Thee possessed:  
With Pity Sion's Mount behold,  
Which once thy Presence blessed!   

verse 3 O Thou Eternal God, to ease  
Our Desolations, haste;  
For cruel Foes thy Temple seize,  
Thy sacred Dwellings waste.  
verse 4 Hark! how their Bands, insulting, roar,  
Where thy Assemblies met!  
And their triumphant Banners o'er  
Thy mournful Altars set!  
verse 5 When safe thy glorious Temple stood,  
The curious Carver raised  
Rare Figures on the yielding Wood,  
For Ant and Softness praised  
verse 6 But now those noble Works are all  
By barbarous Axes spoiled:  
verse 7 In Flames those sacred Buildings fall,  
With ruin'd Heaps defiled.   

verse 8 Nay, in their cruel Hearts they say,  
Let's all at once destroy!  
And on each place of Worship they  
Devouring Flames employ.  
verse 9 We see our Mystic Signs no more;  
No Prophets speak thy Will,  
And none our Term of Woes explore,  
By Wisdom's sacred Skill.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 How long, Lord, shall Reproaches rise,  
From thy insulting Foes?  
How long shall horrid Blasphemies  
Thy glorious Name expose?  
verse 11 Rouse, Lord, thy Might! make bare, thy Arm!  
Stretch out thy dreadful Hand!  
Their bloody Insolence alarm!  
And their Designs withstand!   

verse 12 For thou'rt our King of old; from Thee  
The World's Salvation flows:  
To Thee its ancient Liberty  
Poor jacobs Portion owes.  
verse 13 From Thee, of old, the parting Seas  
With sudden Haste recoiled  
And Israel, marching through, with Ease  
The ransacked Ocean spoiled.   

verse 14 'Twas there the furious Monarch's Heat,  
In mighty Waters, died:  
Nor would the rolling Waves retreat  
From Pharaoh's haughty Pride.  
The King, his Lords, his Troops were thrown  
Around the Purp'e Shore;  
A Prey to Wolves and Vultures grown,  
But to be feared no more.   

verse 15 Thy Word unsealed the Springs, and made  
The Rocks their Waters yield:  
And through old Jordan's Bosom laid  
A spacious, Sandy Field.  
verse 16 Thou bid'st the smiling Morning rise,  
And drawest the gloomy Night;  
And makest the Sun adorn the Skies,  
The Moon advance her Light.   

verse 17 Thy Hand has fixed Earth's utmost Bounds,  
With winding Seas embraced:  
And Heat, and Cold, in Yearly Rounds,  
Thy wondrous Wisdom placed.  
verse 18 Such were thy wondrous Acts of old:  
O now revive the same!  
Since Foes in Scorn thy Wisdom hold,  
And Fools blaspheme thy Name.    

Part 3.  

verse 19 Thy mournful Turtle, Lord, no more  
To cruel Hands resign;  
Nor pass the poor Afflicted o'er,  
As if they ne'er were thine.  
verse 20 Thy ancient Covenant ,  
With our blessed Fathers made;  
For Rapine now our Quarters all,  
And barbarous Force invade.   

verse 21 To Thee alone thy sufferers cry;  
Dear Lord, remove their Shame;  
And, though in Woes and Poverty,  
They'll still exalt thy Name.  
verse 22 Rise, Lord! thine own great Cause maintain!  
Think how the scoffing Crew,  
How Fools each Day, with deep Disdain,  
Thy glorious Name pursue.   

verse 23 Ok, ne'er forget th' insulting Voice;  
Of thy triumphant Foes!  
Who Thee, with fierce advancing Noise,  
And growing Spice, oppose.   

To Eathen, Holy Ghost, and son,  
One God, in Persons Three,  
Be Glory paid, and Homage done,  
Through all Eternity.     

PSAL. lxxv.  

verse 1 To Thee, great God, to thee,  
We offer Thanks and Praise  
Thy Gpodness We so near us fee,  
In all thy wondrous Ways.  
verse 2 When I, at thy Command,  
The Royal Crown shall wear  
Through all the Land my righteous Hand  
With Justice shall appear.   

verse 3 See what Convulsions shake  
The Tribes, and all the Lands!  
And when they shake, I only make  
Its Pillars firmly stand.  
verse 4 I said to Fools, of old,  
O cast your Follies by!  
I Sinners told, O be ned so bold,  
Nor set your Horns on high!   

verse 5 Ne'er set your Horns so high,  
With such a softy State;  
Nor stubbornly your God defy;  
Nor so perversely prate:  
verse 6 For Power and great Renown,  
Not Chance, but God bestows:  
verse 7 He gives the Crown, and he casts down  
Who Justice only knows.   

verse 8 Ne'er strive, with God to fight;  
He holds the deadly Bowl!  
The dreadful Sight may well affright  
The wretched guilty Soul.  
What horrid Drugs compound  
The Crimson baleful Draught!  
The Nations round, as guilty found,  
To th' very Dregs are brought.   

verse 9 But still I'll praife the Lord;  
To Jacob's God I'll sing:  
And my sharp Sword; o'er those abhorred  
For wicked Actions, bring.  
verse 10 I'll make their Stiffness bend,  
While all the Just around,  
Through God, their Friend, shall high ascend,  
With Mirth and Glory crowned    

Psal. lxxuj. as the 148th. or as Mr. Sandies 47 t●  

verse 1 GOD's Name in Judah's known,  
It's great in Israel:  
verse 2 His House in Salem's shown;  
His Smiles on Zion dwell;  
verse 3 For there his Stroke,  
Swords, Bows and Shields,  
For Martial Fields,  
And Arrows broke.   

verse 4 Thy glorious Name's more bright  
Than theirs, whose numerous Bands  
In Violence delight,  
And spoil their Neighbours Lands;  
Who proudly boast,  
No Force can stay  
Their conquering Way,  
Or guard our Coast.   

verse 5 But Desolation now  
Their daring Hearts attends;  
And on each drowsy Brow  
An heavy Sleep descends.  
The Men of Might  
Grope but in vain,  
Their Swords to gain,  
In that dark Night.   

verse 6 At thy Rebuke they fall;  
And Horse and Chariot lie,  
Profoundly buried all,  
In one deep Lethargy.  
verse 7 Thou, only Thou,  
Deservest our Fear:  
For, who can bear  
Thy angry Brow?   

verse 8 When we thy Judgements heard,  
With Terrors from the Sky,  
The World, to what it feared,  
Submitted silently.  
verse 9 Then God arose,  
To save and seek  
The patiented Meek,  
And crush their Foes.   

verse 10 Man's hottest Wrath thy Name,  
Great God of Hosts, shall praise:  
And though the raging Flame,  
With spreading Fury, blaze;  
Yet fuddenly  
Their Rage, restrained  
By thy just Hand,  
Shall sink, and die.   

verse 11 The who the Lord adore,  
Your Vows before him lay;  
And what was vowed before,  
With grateful Gladness; pay.  
To that great King,  
Whose angry Brow  
Awes all below,  
Your Offering bring.   

verse 12 For his victorious Arm,  
With unresisted Force,  
Fierce, Monarches shall disarm,  
And stop their headstrong Course  
His Awful Frown  
Strange Terror brings  
On Earthly Kings,  
And casts them down.    

Another Metre, applied to our own Cases in this Nation.  

verse 1 GOD's Name i'th' British Isles is known,  
And is in England great:  
verse 2 Blessed England is his happy Throne,  
His highly favoured Seat.  
verse 3 Here, with his powerful Arm, He broke  
The Bow, the Sword, the Shield:  
His Word alone, without a Stroke,  
Secured the Martial-Field.   

Though mighty Tyrants mighty Edme  
With Scandal mixed, may gain,  
Yet, Lord, thy more illustrious Name  
No base Reproach can slain.  
verse 5 But sudden Desolations now  
Those daring Hearts pursue;  
And Sleep on every drowsy Brow  
Distils its weighty Dew.   

In vain, alas! the Man of Might  
Dreams o'er his former Broils:  
In vain i'th' Dark he strives to fight,  
And for a Conquest toils.  
verse 6 At thy Rebuke, great God, they fall;  
And Horse and Chariots lie  
Confounded quite, and buried All  
In one deep Lethargy.   

verse 7 Thou, only Thou, art justly feared:  
Thy Fury, who can stand?  
verse 8 When we thy Heavenly Judgement heard,  
It hushed the trembling Land.  
verse 9 When God, the patiented Meek to save,  
With Rising Judgement reigned,  
verse 10 To Him Man's Rage new Glories gave,  
And He their Wrath restrained.   

verse 11 O ye, who Britain's Lord adore,  
Your Vows before him lay!  
And what your just Engagements bore,  
With grateful Gladness pay  
verse 12 Your Offerings make to Him, whose Frown  
Resistless Terror brings;  
Bold Princes daunts, and batters down  
The proudest Earthly Kings.    

PSAL. lxxvij.  

verse 1 TO God I cried, I strongly cried;  
And He received my Prayer.  
The Lord, when by Afflictions tried,  
I sought with earnest Care.  
verse 2 All Night my wretched Soul was pained,  
With mighty Woes oppressed;  
And Sorrows, unresisted, reigned  
In my afflicted Breast.   

verse 3 On God I fixed my thoughtful Mind,  
But was perplexed the more:  
My Soul, to sad Complaints resigned,  
Its Burden hardly bore.  
verse 4 Thy Terrors hold my wakeful Eyes,  
And banish needful Sleeps.  
My wretched Soul Grief's strange Surprise  
In heavy silence keeps.   

verse 5 I all my former Years surveyed,  
Those happy Days of old:  
Those Songs, in better Seasons made,  
Which God's great Name extolled.  
Distractions still, by Nights, by Days,  
Confused my wearied Mind:  
I mused, and sought the secret Ways  
Of Providence to find,   

verse 7 But still unsatisfied, Icryed,  
" Is God for ever gone?  
" 8 Will God his Presence always hid,  
" His former Love's disown?  
" 9 What! Are his Days of Mercy passed?  
" His sacred Promise void?  
" His Smiles with angry Clouds overcast?  
" His Goodness all destroyed?   

verse 10 At last, I said," My Follies all,  
" These faithless Thoughts create,  
" But God can yet my Hopes recall,  
" And change my mournful State,   

Part 2.  

verse 11 I'll now thy ancient Actions, Lord,  
Thy Miracles of old.  
verse 12 And all thy wondrous Works record,  
Thy wise Designs unfold.  
verse 13 Thy Ways, tho' dark to Humane Eyes,  
Are holy, Lord, and pure.  
What God with Thee in Greatness vies,  
Or can thy Frowns endure,   

verse 14 Thy Works so many Wonders are,  
Thy Might the Nations know.  
verse 15 Thy Arms blest Freedoms welcome Air,  
On Jacob's Race bestow.  
verse 16 The Waters, Lord, the Waters saw  
Thy Face, ami parting fled. The Deeps with one prodigious flaw  
Displayed their sandy Bed.   

verse 17 The Land unceasing Rains overflowed,  
At thy commanding Voice,  
The pointed Lightnings went abroad,  
With Thunder's roaring noise.  
verse 18 Thy rattling Thunders roared around,  
And streaks of dismal Light  
Shot through the Air; the trembling ground  
Quaked With the dreadful fright.   

verse 19 Thy Road was through the Seas; thy way  
Through mighty Waters made,  
Thy secret Paths could none survey,  
Or where thy steps were laid.  
verse 20 Moses and Aaron through the Deep,  
And trackles Deserts lead  
Thy Tribes, and them, like tender sheep,  
Securely kept and fed.     

PSAL. lxxviij.  

MY People mark my Precepts well,  
Your Ears to my Discourses bow,  
verse 2 My mouth shall weighty Matters tell,  
And Truth's obscure and ancient show.   

verse 3 Which we their happy Sons have known,  
From what our hoary Fathers told.  
verse 4 That we with Praise to all our own,  
Might God's miraculous Acts unfold.   

verse 5 God gave his Laws to Jacob's race,  
And bade our Fathers teach their Seed,  
verse 6 That each descending Age might trace  
His Will, and his Injunctions heed.   

verse 6 That so his sacred Worship might,  
Unmixed from Age to Age descend.  
verse 7 All trust in God, and with delight,  
His Works declare, his Laws attend.   

verse 8 That they their Father's Gild might fly,  
Whose Hearts perversely false rebelled,  
Let God's prodigious Wonders die,  
And neither Faith nor Conscience held.   

verse 9 What broke armed Ephraim's Archers? what  
So turned their coward Backs in fight?  
verse 10 God's Covenant they quite forgot,  
And from his Laws began their flight.   

verse 11 They soon forgot his tender Care,  
And all his mighty Wonders shown;  
verse 12 Which AEgpt's Ruins still declare,  
And Zoan's sields have dearly known.   

Part 2  

verse 13 He led them through the parted Seas,  
While all the crowding Waters gazed,  
verse 14 His Cloud by Day contrived their ease,  
By Night bright Flames before them blazed   

verse 15 He burst the desert Rocks, and thence  
Sweet Waters as from Fountains drew,  
verse 16 Made Springs from stubborn Flints commence,  
Which soon to spacious Rivers grew.   

verse 17 Yet they, who saw it, trespassed still  
And in a Desert hungry Land,  
verse 18 Asked Meat aloud to eat their fill.  
Yet questioned God's Almighty Hand.   

verse 19 To urge his Wrath, the faithless Crew,  
Thus, with a taunting boldness, said,  
" Can God his Wonders here renew?  
" Full Tables in a Desert spread?   

verse 20" He smote the stony Rocks indeed,  
" And out the wholesome Waters broke:  
" But can his Magic Rod proceed,  
" Will Bread and Flesh attend the stroke?   

verse 21 With Anger God their murmur heard,  
And at them soon his Fury smoked,  
verse 22 When Israel's feed so false appeared,  
And faithless Fools their God provoked.    

Part 3.  

verse 23 To try them more, He bade the Skies,  
From their unbounded Treasures rain,  
verse 24 Straight heavenly Wheat before them lies,  
And tastful Manna fills the Plain.   

verse 25 The Bread of Angels there they find;  
To glut their hungry Appetite.  
verse 26 Then God commands the Eastern Wind,  
And Southern fruitful Gales excites.   

verse 27 Lesle Dust in rapid Whirlwinds flies.  
verse 28 Then Flesh within their Trenches reigned,  
Less Sand around the Ocean lies,  
Then Fowls about their Tents remained.   

verse 29 They fdd, and filled themselves, and He,  
On them their utmost wish bestowed:  
verse 30 But they no inward Gild could see,  
Nor feel their Lust's confounding load,   

verse 31 Hence, e'er their Meat was down, their Pride  
God with a dismal blast surprised,  
Their noblest Youth, and Princes died,  
All to his Anger sacrificed.   

verse 32 Yet unreclaimed from sinful Ways,  
They'd still his wondrous Works oppose,  
verse 33 And He consum'd their Years and Days,  
In fading Joys, and Jasting Woes,   

verse 34 If Death among their Armies flew,  
For God they'd seek, to God they'd fly,  
verse 35 Then God was all their Strength they knew,  
Their great Redeemer, God most high.   

verse 36 Their God with fawning Tongues they proved  
With lying lips to Him they prayed,  
verse 37 But still their Hearts perversely moved,  
Their Hearts their faithless Works betrayed.   

verse 38 Yet He forgave their Sins, and spared,  
Their Tribes, and laid his Anger by;  
verse 39 He knew they common Frailties shiared,  
Would quickly change, and quickly die.    

Part 4.  

verse 40 How oft in desert Lands they moved,  
And urged, and vexed his Heavenly mind!  
verse 41 How oft, relapsed, his Patience proved,  
And Israel's Holy God confined!   

verse 42 They quite forgot that powerful Hand,  
Winch them from slavish Bonds redeemed,  
verse 43 When Zoan's Field, and AEgypt's Land  
With dreadful Signs and Wonders teemed.   

verse 44 How He their p'easant Waters changed,  
To nauseous Blood, and mystic Gore,  
verse 45 mixed Swarms in all their Quarters ranged,  
And Frogs their Royal Chambers bore.   

verse 46 Their Fruit-trees blasting Whirlwinds peeled  
And Locusts all their Toils enjoyed,  
verse 47 Their Vines, Figs, , and the Field,  
verse 48 Hot storms of fiery Hail destroyed.   

verse 49 Since still the stubborn Land rebelled,  
With fiercer flames his Fury glowed;  
And as his burning Fury fwelled,  
The Coals malignant Angels blowed.   

Thick through the solid Dark they flew,  
With horrid shrieks, and dismal Cries,  
And laid Hell's end ess Pains in view,  
Before their Intellectual Eyes.   

No Torch, no Star, no Middays Beams,  
No peaceful Thought, no comforts Light,  
But Ghosts with frightful Howls and Screams,  
Can pierce th' unfathomable Night.   

No sleep could seal their labouring Eyes,  
But dreadful Dreams of following Woes,  
And roaring Storms, and rattling Skies,  
And trembling Earth's convulsive throws.    

Part 5.  

verse 50 While thus with weighty Gloom o'er thrown,  
Lost Egypt lay; God's dreadful Hand,  
Heavy with ripening Vengeance grown,  
Does newer Wounds and Plagues command.   

Now a thick pestilential Air,  
Is raised from late corrupted Gore,  
And sullen Stars malignant glare,  
And Locusts rotting round the shore.   

From Fens and Bogs, and poisonous Lakes,  
And what rank venomous Weeds produce,  
From Scorpions, Basilisks and Snakes,  
And Toads and Hemlocks baleful Juice.   

All these in One, with deadly skill,  
Infernal Spirits temper sure;  
That every Atoms force may kill,  
And neither Art, nor Nature, cure.   

Out straight commanded Michael flies,  
A thousand Spirits round him wait,  
And on his Spear the mixture tries,  
And loads it with resistless Fate.   

verse 51 No wretched Shed, nor homely Stall,  
Where Men reposed, or Beasts were laid,  
But Death at once attacked 'em all,  
And one continued Slaughter made.   

The firstborn Prince, the firstborn Slave,  
Of Flocks and Herds the Firstlings died,  
Each Floor assigned its Heir a Grave,  
Each Roof entombed its Owner's pride.   

With dying Shrieks, and Groans, and Cries,  
The frighted Hills and Walls resound,  
All Egypt now in mourning lies,  
In Sorrows boundless Ocean drowned.    

Part 6.  

verse 52 But while Heaven's warlike Prince at large,  
Thus ravaged all the sinful Land,  
God of his Israel took the Charge,  
And led them with a gentler Hand.   

verse 53 He was their Shepherd, He their Guide,  
His Flock, his own Peculiars they,  
His Care their growing Wants supplied,  
And led them safely all the Day.   

Those Foes, who, with a furious Will  
Pursued, beneath the Seas He drowned;  
verse 54 And brought them to his Holy Hill,  
With his protecting Presence crowned.   

verse 55 He all the Nations round expelled,  
And gave their Lands to Jacob's Race;  
Who, than their Towns fecurely held,  
And in their Cities took their place.   

verse 56 Yet still they tempted God, and still  
To Anger moved their mighty Lord,  
Nor would their holy Vows fulfil,  
But his Commands, and Laws, abhorred.   

verse 57 They sinned, as all their Fathers used,  
And like an ill-set Bow they broke.  
verse 58 Their Lord with graven Gods abused,  
Which might his jealous Rage provoke.   

Each lofty Hill, each shady Grove,  
They with their gaudy Idols filled,  
Against their Maker boldly strove,  
And there their Sacrifices killed.   

verse 59 God heard of all; his Anger flam'd,  
And off th' ingrateful Nation threw,  
verse 60 And Shilo's Holy Place disclaimed,  
That Ark which once his Glories knew,    

Part 7.  

verse 61 Now God, their Strength, and all their Pride,  
Resigned to their insulting Foes.  
verse 62 Who with their Blood their Jave'ins died,  
And filled his Heritage with Woes.   

verse 63 Hot feverish flames their Youth consumed,  
Their mateless Virgins, Virgins died.  
verse 64 Altars their mangled Priests entombed,  
Their own sad Widow's Tears denied.   

verse 65 Thus Justice ranged the Field; at last,  
On Golden Wings bright Mercy risen;  
And God, his hotter Fury passed,  
Made Love her ancient Smiles disclose.   

Like some fierce Giant, roused from Sleep,  
Or high with sprightly Wines inflamed;  
verse 66 God struck his Foes; their Wounds were deep;  
And their Eternal Shame proclaimed.   

verse 67 Yet, for their Sins, He Joseph's Fields,  
And, Ephrain's Tribe, though fruitful, scorns:  
verse 68 His Rest more happy Judah yields;  
His House loved Sion's Mount adorns.   

verse 69 There high his lofty Turrets rise,  
And all the Town beneath command:  
And deep the vast Foundaticm lies;  
As Rocks, the solid Buildings stand.   

verse 70 Then from his Sheep, and meaner Cares,  
verse 71 Our God, his Servant David takes;  
And him his Israel's King declares,  
His holy Nation's Pastor makes.   

verse 72 That nobler Flock, with faithful Art,  
He watches, feeds, and safely folds;  
And with an upright, prudent Heart,  
Our happy Church and State upholds.     

PSAL. lxxix. As the 130th.  

verse 1 LOrd, the Heathen-Troops have spoiled,  
Thy blessed lnheritance;  
And thy holy House defil'd,  
And still their Arms advance.   

Salem's Walls on Heaps are laid:  
verse 2 Thy murdered Servants lie,  
Preys to Wolves and Vultures made,  
Beneath the open Sky.   

verse 3 See a spacious Crimson Flood,  
By dying Martyrs shed:  
Salem's Streets, with flowing Blood,  
And mangled Corpses spread.  
verse 4 Jacob's Tribes, alas! are grown  
Their nearest Neighbour's Scorn;  
Out to vile Derision thrown,  
By cruel Scoffs over born.   

verse 5 Ah; how long, dear Lord! how long  
Shall thy fierce Fury burn!  
verse 6 O, on all the Godless Throng  
Thy weighty Vengeance turn!  
Let the Gentile-Nations all,  
Who ne'er acknowledge Thee,  
Underneath thy Judgements fall,  
And just Severity.   

verse 7 They, with cruel Teeth, devour  
Poor Jacob's wretched Race;  
And Destruction's Tempest pour  
On Israel's Dwelling-place.  
verse 8 All our Sins, blessed God, forgive,  
And speedy Mercy show;  
For by Thee alone we live,  
Though now reduced so low.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Lord, to our Assistance fly;  
From Thee our Safety springs:  
Honour to thy Name, Most High,  
Such Saving Mercy, brings.  
verse 10 Why, O why should Heathens cry,  
" Now where's their mighty God?  
Let them now the Lashes try  
Of thy revenging Rod!   

Grant that, Lord, our longing Eyes  
Thy just Revenge may see!  
While the Blood of Martyrs cries  
So loud, great God, to Thee!  
verse 11 Let the Prisoners Sighs ascend  
Before thy Majesty  
And with mighty Power defend  
The Souls, condemned to die.   

verse 12 To our Neighbours, Lord, repay  
Their base, reproachful Spite;  
Such who in the Scorners Way,  
And Blasphemies, delight.  
verse 13 So shall we, thy Flock, thy Sheep,  
For ever praise thy Name;  
And, through endless Ages keep  
Thy everlasting Fame.     

Or thus,  

verse 1 DEar Lord, the Heathen Bands have spoiled  
Thy blessed Inheritance;  
And have thy holy House defiled,  
And still their Arms advance.  
Poor Salem's Walls in Heaps are laid:  
Thy murdered Servants lie,  
As Preys to Wolves and Vultures made,  
Beneath the open Sky.   

verse 3 See, Lord, a spacious Crimson Flood,  
By dying Martyrs shed;  
And Salem's Streets, with flowing Blood,  
And mangled Corpses spread.  
verse 4 Sad Jacob's Tribes, alas! are grown  
Their barbarous Neighbours Scorn;  
And to Derision vilely thrown,  
By cruel Scoffs o'er-born.   

verse 5 But, ah! how long, dear Lord! how long  
Shall thy fierce Furies burn!  
verse 6 At last, on all the Godless Throng  
Thy weighty Vengeance turn!  
O let the Gentile Nations all,  
Who ne'er acknowledge Thee,  
Beneath thy heavy Judgements fall,  
And just Severity!   

verse 7 For they with cruel Teeth devour  
Poor Jacob's wretched Race;  
And total Desolation pour  
On Israel's Dwelling-place.  
verse 8 O all our, Sins, blessed Lord, forgive,  
And speedy Mercy show;  
For by thy Mercy, Lord, we live,  
Though now reduced so low.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Now, Lord, to our Assistance fly;  
From Thee our Safety springs:  
For G'ory to thy Name, Most High,  
Such saving Mercy brings.  
verse 10 And why, O why, should Heathens cry,  
" Now where's their boasted God?  
Let them too all the Scourges try  
Of thy revenging Rod!   

Permit, blessed Lord, our longing Eyes  
Thy just Revenge to see!  
While yet the Blood oiF Martyrs cries  
So loud, great God, to Thee!  
verse 11 O let the Prisoners Sighs ascend  
Before thy Majesty!  
And with Almighty Power defend  
The Souls condemned to die.   

verse 12 And to our Neighbours, Lord, repay  
Their base reproachful Spite,  
To such as in the Scorners Way,  
And Blasphemies delight.  
verse 13 And so shall we, thy Flock, thy Sheep,  
For ever praise thy Name;  
And through Eternal Ages keep  
Alive thy glorious Fame.     

PSAL. lxxx.  

verse 1 HEar, gracious Shepherd! Thou, whose Love,  
Like Flocks, thy Israel guides!  
Shine forth, O Thou, whose Strength above  
The Cherubs Wings resides!  
verse 2 Before our drooping Nation, rouse,  
Great God, thy wondrous Might;  
And with thy saving Strength espouse  
Thy ancient People's Right!   

verse 3 Change, Lord,, Ô change our mournful State,  
And let thy Beams Divine,  
Our Health and Safety to create,  
With doubled Lustre shine.  
verse 4 How long, great God of Hosts, shall we  
Thy Fury's Heat sustain?  
How long thy People, Lord, to Thee  
Address their Prayers in vain?   

verse 5 Tears are our Meat, our Drink is Tears;  
verse 6 When they our Spoils divide,  
Our Neighbour's quarrel; and our Fears  
Malicious Foes deride.  
verse 7 Change, Lord, O change our mournful State;  
And let thy Beams Divine,  
Our Health and Safety to create,  
With doubled Lustre shine!   

Part 2.  

verse 8 Of old, from Egypt's fruitful Soil,  
Thy Hands a Vine removed;  
And made the Ganaanites recoil;  
And here the Plant improved.  
verse 9 Large was its Room, and large its Root,  
Through all the Country spread:  
And with the weighty Purple Fruit,  
It bowed its noble Head.   

verse 10 Its Shade the Mountains covered over;  
Its Arms, like Cedars stood:  
verse 11 Down to the Seas its Branches bore,  
And reached Euphrates Flood.  
verse 12 Oh, why are all her Fences gone?  
Her Fruits by all destroyed?  
verse 13 Her Roots by Forest-Boars o'erthrown,  
And savage Beasts annoyed?   

verse 14 Turn, Lord of Hosts! Ô turn at last!  
And, from thy lofty Skies,  
On thy poor Vineyard, void, and waste,  
O cast thy gentler Eyes!  
verse 15 The Vineyard which thy mighty Hand  
In Canaan planted first;  
And made its Branches strongly stand,  
By Peace and Favour nursed.   

verse 16 But now the Boughs are scorched, the Trunk  
By cruel Hands cut down:  
Thy People's Hopes and Vigour sunk  
Beneath thy angry Frown.  
verse 17 Smile, Lord! O turn thy gracious Eyes  
On him that's raised by Thee,  
With Strength to ease our Miseries,  
And set the Bondmen free!   

verse 18 So we'll not more from Thee decline,  
Nor thy Commands transgress:  
Our Hopes, our Lives, shall all be thine;  
Thy Name we'll daily bless.  
verse 19 Change, Lord, O change our mournful State,  
And let thy Beams Divine,  
Our Health and Safety to create,  
With doubled Lustre shine.     

Psal. 1xxxj. As the 100th, or Mr. Sandies 8th.  

verse 1 TO God, our Strength, your Voices raise!  
Aloud the God of Jacob praise!  
verse 2 A Psalm to th' merry Timbrel suit,  
The pleasant Harp, or charming Lute.   

verse 3 The Moon her Infant-Horns displays:  
Let's feast on these appointed Days;  
And with the shriller Trumpet's Voice,  
In God, our Strength, our King, rejoice.   

verse 4 For this, by his supreme Commands,  
A Statute firm in Jacob stands;  
A Monument of Love, since He  
From Egypt's Bondage set them free.   

There we, when God, our Help, appeared,  
An unknown, awful Language heard.  
verse 6" Through Me, said God, thy Burden ceased;  
" And I thy Hands from Pots released.   

verse 7" Thou prayedst in suffering Times to me;  
" And I, in Mercy, answered thee  
" From the dark Closets of the Sky,  
" Where Thunder's secret Treasures lie.   

" At Meribah thy native Pride  
" I with-prodigious Waters tried.  
verse 8" Hear then, my People; hear the Law,  
" Which I, for thy Direction, draw.   

Part 2.  

verse 9" With thee no Foreign God shall be:  
" To such thou ne'er shalt bend the Knee;  
" To such no guilty Worship pay,  
" Nor Off rings on their Altars lay.   

verse 10" For I'm the Lord, thy God; my Hand  
" First led thee out from Egypt's Land.  
" Let me thy largest Wishes know,  
" My Gifts shall still as largely flow.   

verse 11" But they, my People, disobeyed;  
" And Israel no Submissions paid:  
" Their Hearts not kindest Acts could gain;  
" No Love, their wand'ring Steps restrain.   

verse 12" I than the wilful Fools resigned,  
" To Ways to which their Hearts inclined,  
" Such Ways as they'd themselves invent;  
" At once their Crime, and Punishment.   

verse 13" Oh, had my People wisely weighed  
" My Laws, and my Commands obeyed,  
verse 14" My Hand had quickly humbled those  
" Who durst their thriving State oppose.   

verse 15" Those Men who durst affront their Lord,  
" Had been, as Liars, all abhorred  
" Consumed, destroyed, and buried quite  
" In dark Oblivion's gloomy Night.   

" But Israel, of my Love possessed,  
" Had been to endless Ages blessed.  
verse 16" Their Bellies purest Wheats had filled;  
" And Honey from the Rocks distilled.   

To Father, Spirit, Son, blessed ' Three,  
One only God, one Trinity,  
As is, as was e'er Time begun,  
Be Praise, and endless Homage done. Amen.     

Another Metre: Proper Tune.  

verse 1 A Loud to God, our Strength, aloud,  
With cheerful Voices sing!  
To Jacob's God, through all the Crowd,  
Let hearty Praises ring!  
verse 2 A Psalm to merry Notes compose,  
And let the Timbrels sound!  
While pleasant Harps their Sweets disclose,  
And Lutes maintain the Round!   

verse 3 See where the Moon her Horns displays,  
With Infant-Beauty dressed!  
Your solemn Joys with Trumpets raise,  
At that appointed Feast.  
verse 4 For this your God ordained of old  
To Israel's faithfol Race:  
And we must still the Laws, enroled  
By Jacob's God, embrace.   

verse 5 This was to them, from Bondage cleared,  
His Pledge of endless Love,  
When they an unknown Language heard  
From rending Clouds above.  
verse 6" Thy Shoulders I, said God, released,  
" And made from Labours free:  
" Through me thy wearied Fingers ceased  
" From Bricks and Slavery.   

verse 7" To Me thou prayedst, and I appeared,  
" And ready Aids applied:  
" And thee, through gloomy Thunders heard,  
" At Massab's Waters trved.  
verse 8" Hear me, my dearest People! hear!  
" To thee I'll testify:  
" If Israel's Race my Words can bear,  
" And with my Laws comply.   

" Thy Seed no other God shall own;  
" No Sacrifice allow  
" To Gods by other Nations known,  
" Nor too their Idols bow.  
verse 10 I only live; thy Lord, thy God,  
" Who thee from Egypt freed:  
" And I'll my largest Stores afford,  
" To serve thy utmost Need.   

verse 11" But they, my People, careless, all  
" My just Commands refused:  
" My Israel from their Vows could fall,  
" And all my Loves abused.  
verse 12" So I their 'Slight with 'Slight repaid,  
" And let the Fools pursue  
" Their foolish Ways; and as they strayed,  
" Returnrd their Wages due.   

verse 13" Oh, had my People's Thoughtless Seed  
" my kind Advice obeyed;  
" Nor, by their own false Hearts misled,  
" From Ways of Wisdom strayed!  
verse 14" I than had quickly crushed their Foes,  
" And turned my dreadful Hand  
" Against the wretched Heads of those  
Who durst against them stand!   

verse 15" God's Haters soon had sunk, betrayed  
" By Lies themselves had framed:  
" But Mine had been a Nation made,  
" Through endless Ages famed.  
verse 16" I had their hungry Souls supplied,  
" With Wheat's pure Fatness filled;  
" And them with Honey satisfied,  
" From flowing Rocks distilled.    

PSAL. lxxxij.  

verse 1 GOD sits the Judge, where mighty Kings  
Their secret Counsels hold:  
verse 2 How dare ye then unrighteous Things,  
And wicked Laws uphold?  
verse 3 The Weak, the Orphans Cause decide;  
Th' afflicted Soul relieve:  
verse 4 The Poor, by long Oppressions tried,  
From Wicked Hands retrieve.   

verse 5 To Fools, alas! I vainly speak,  
Who on in Darkness reel;  
Through whom Earth's strong Foundations break,  
Apd strange Convulsions feel.  
verse 6 I've said," You all are Gods, and all  
" The Sons of God, most High;  
verse 7" But must like meaner Princes fall,  
" Like common Mortals die.   

verse 8 Arise! thy Justice, Lord, declare!  
And o'er the World advance!  
For all the scattered Nations are  
Thy just Inheritance.    

PSAL. lxxxiij.  

verse 1 LOrd, unconcerned no longer prove,  
Nor wrapped in Silence lie:  
verse 2 Our Foes, who hate Thee, fiercely move,  
And bear their Heads on high.  
verse 3 Against thy People all combined.  
Their secret Counsels take;  
And those who thy Protection find,  
Their hated Objects make.   

verse 4" Come on! they cry; let Israel bear  
" No more a Nation's Name!  
" Let's from Time's largest Records tear  
" Their long-detested Claim!  
verse 5 In Mischief thus their Hearts agree,  
And horrid Plots design;  
Leagued in a strong Conspiracy,  
Against thyself, and thine.   

verse 6 See, Lord, What Tents overspread the Field,  
Where Edom takes his Place;  
What Bands fierce Moab's Countries yield,  
And Agar's slavish Race!  
verse 7 Gebal and Amnon's Companies  
Cursed Amalek commands;  
And Palestine's Battalion lies,  
With Tyre's assisting Bands.   

verse 8 With these, proud Assurs Forces join,  
And Ammon's Side embrace;  
And Desolations all design  
On Abraham's faithful Race.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Blessed Lord, for us at last appear;  
And let thy daring Foes  
The Lot of ruin'd Midian bear,  
Who durst the Saints oppose;  
As Sisera's and Jabin's Hosts,  
Near Kishon's Torrents died,  
verse 10 In Endor slain; and all the Coasts  
With Blood, for Dung, supplied.   

verse 11 Let all their Valiant Captains slain,  
With Zeeb and O reb, dwell  
Where Zeba's and Zalmunna's Train,  
With all their Princes, fell,  
verse 12 For thus the boasting Wreaths said,  
" Come, let's at once go seize  
" The Tents their God inhabited,  
" His sacred Palaces!   

verse 13 Lord, hurl them off, as Chaff before  
The rapid Whirlwind flies:  
verse 14 As Flames through ancient Forests roar,  
Or Mountain-Shrubs surprise;  
verse 15 So them with fiercest Storms pursue,  
With Tempests terrify!  
verse 16 Till they with Shame their Errors view,  
And to thy Service fly!   

verse 17 Else let them all confounded lie,  
Crushed with Eternal Shame;  
And know God only rules on high,  
By Great Jehovah's Name.     

PSAL. lxxxiv.  

verse 1 AH, how my Soul thy Dwelling-place,  
Great Lord of Hosts admires!  
Ah, how thy Courts, thy glorious Face,  
My longing Soul desires!  
verse 2 In Thee, the God of Life, alone,  
My Flesh, my Heart rejoice  
To see thy sacred Earthly Throne,  
And hear thy Heavenly Voice.   

verse 3 Around each House the Sparrows find.  
The Swallows build their Nests;  
Where, with their yet unfeathered Kind,  
The Dam in Safety rests.  
But, ah, thine Altars! wretched I  
Near them no more can sing,  
While, banished from thy House, I sly,  
Dear Lord, my God, my King!   

verse 4 Ah, happy Souls! who in thy House  
Can live, and praise thy Name!  
verse 5 Whose Arms thy Heavenly strength endows;  
Whose Hearts thy Ways can frame!  
verse 6 Though through the Veil of Tears they go,  
Their Eyes with Sorrows drowned;  
Yet Blessings on their Teachers slow,  
With Fruit their Pains are crowned.   

verse 7 From Strength to Strength, from Grace to Grace,  
Th' improving Learners go;  
Till them the God of God's embrace,  
And Rest on them bestow.   

Part 2.  

verse 8 My Prayer, great God of Hosts, receive,  
And kind Affistance bring:  
verse 9 Consider, O our Shieed; relieve  
Thy once anointed King!  
verse 10 For in thy Courts, one Day appears  
More blessed, more swoet to me,  
Than could a Thousand Thousand Years,  
At any Distance, be.   

I'd rather keep thy Temple's Door,  
And fiod thy Presence there;  
Than in a Palace reign secure,  
Where Sins unchecked appear.  
verse 11 For God, their Sun, their Shield, to those  
Will Grace and Glory give,  
Who with his Laws sincerely close,  
And on Obedience live.   

verse 12 Happy, o happy that good Man,  
Great Lord of Hosts, must be,  
Who, through all Worldly Changes, can  
Unmovedly trust in Thee!   

To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
Ono God, in persons Three,  
Be Glory paid, and Homage done,  
Through all Eternity.     

PSAL. lxxxv.  

verse 1 THY Favours, Lord, have kind at last  
To Israel's Captives been;  
verse 2 And all thy People's Follies past,  
And covered all their Sin.  
verse 3 Thy gentler Thoughts, with tender Love,  
Thy Jealous Furies eased:  
And He who pleads for us above,  
Has all thy Wrath appeased.   

verse 4 To us, o God, our Saviour, now  
From Anger kindly turn!  
Some Limits to thy Wrath allow,  
Which, else, would always burn.  
verse 5 On us, dear God, new Life bestow,  
To us new Vigour give;  
verse 6 That we our Joys in Thee may show,  
And in thy Favour live.   

verse 7 To us thy Mercy, Lord, extend,  
And thy Salvation show!  
verse 8 What God shall answer, I'll attend,  
Who will his Peace bestow  
On all his own: His Saints shall find  
The Sweets of Heavenly Peace,  
When they, from Sin's foul Dross refined,  
From careless Follies cease.   

God's kind Salvation's always nigh  
The Wise, who fear his Name;  
That Glory o'er our Land may fly,  
And raise our ancient Fame.  
Kind Peace and Righteousness embrace,  
And Truth and Mercy close:  
Truth springs from Earth; from Heaven, her Face  
Impartial Justice shows.   

All Good on us shall God bestow,  
Our Land shall fruitful prove:  
And Justice, with a wondrous Flow,  
Before his Face shall move:  
While we, who erred so oft before,  
Blessed with so sure a Guide,  
From God shall never wander more,  
But in his Paths abide.    

Another Metre: As the old 125th, proper Tune.  

Blessed Lord, thy kinder Thoughts at last  
Did Jacob's Captive-Tribes restore:  
And, all the People's Follies past.  
Their Sins with Mercies covered over;  
Thy Jealous Furies eased,  
And all thy Wrath appeased.   

To us, o God, our Saviour, now,  
From thy tempestuous Anger, turn!  
Shall thy fierce Wrath no Bounders know,  
But through Eternal Ages burn?  
Us, Lord, again revive,  
And in thy Joys we live!   

To us thy Mercy, Lord, extend!  
To us thy blessed Salvation show!  
To God's kind Answer I'll attend;  
For Peace he'll on his Saints bestow.  
His Servants shall have Peace  
When they from Follies cease.   

verse 9 To pious Men Salvations near,  
That Glory may possess the Land.  
verse 10 Mercy and Truth conjoined appear;  
And Peace and Justice, Hand in Hand.  
verse 11 From Earth, Truth; from the Sky,  
Fair Justice casts her Eye.   

verse 12 Our God on us shall Good bestow.  
Our happy Land shall fruitful prove;  
verse 13 And Justice, with a wondrous Flow,  
Before his glorious Presence move.  
And we, with such a Guide,  
Shall in his Paths abide.    

PSAL. lxxxuj.  

verse 8 LOrd, to my Prayer thine Ears incline,  
For I'm distressed, and poor!  
verse 2 I'm wholly, Lord, and only thine:  
Blessed God, my Soul secure!  
verse 3 My God, thy faithful Servant save,  
Who hopes thy Grace to see:  
Mercy, thy Mercy, Lord, I crave;  
And daily cry to Thee.   

verse 4 To Thee alone my Heart I raise:  
O make my Soul rejoice!  
verse 5 Love, Pardon, Mercy are thy Ways;  
Thou hearst my humble Voice.  
verse 6 Lord, hear my Prayers, receive my Cry,  
verse 7 In Woes addressed to Thee!  
verse 8 Thy Might, thy wondrous Works outvie  
The Gods of Vanity.   

All Nations, whom thy Hands have made,  
Shall fall before thy Face;  
And, with pure Worship, duly paid,  
Thy glorious Name embrace.  
For Thou art God, thy Works are great;  
Thyself art God alone!  
To me, blessed God, thy Ways repeat,  
And make thy Doctrines known!   

I'll walk in Truth; then, Lord, unite  
My Heart to fear thy Name!  
My Heart shall then thy Praise recite,  
And all thy Praise proclaim.  
Thy Mercy's great to me; from Hell  
Thou brought'st my sinking Soul;  
Though Tyrants at me proudly swell,  
And would my Life control.   

No Sense of Thee the Rebels show:  
But Pity, Lord, we see,  
Grace, Patience, Mercy, Truth, we know,  
In plenty dwells with Thee.  
To me, dear God, with Mercy turn!  
Thy Strength on me bestow!  
To him who's of thy Handmaid born,  
Thy kind Salvation show.   

With me some Mark of Favour leave,  
And shame my spiteful Foes,  
When they thy Aid to me perceive,  
And all thy Love disclose.    

PSAL. lxxxvij. as the 113 th'.  

WHen God, in his All-searching Mind,  
To fix his Church on Earth designed,  
Deep he her strong Foundations laid.  
verse 2 But Zions Mount, that sacred Place.  
(Tho' well He loved all Jacob's Race)  
He his peculiar Darling made.  
verse 3 How vastly wide, how wondrous high,  
Shall thy Immortal Glories fly.  
Blessed City of th' Eternal King!  
verse 4 When Egypt, Assur Palestine,  
And all th' Arabia's shall be thine,  
And Vows to thy Protector bring!   

Envy in Them no more shall reign,  
But Saints to fill thy blissful Train,  
Shall come from each converted Land.  
verse 5 In Zion yet those Sons of Peace,  
Shall more than other Lands increase,  
And in her God securely stand.  
verse 6 When God shall all his Saints enrol,  
The Gentiles Tribes shall fill the Scroul,  
From Thee, blessed God our Joy shall spirit  
verse 7 And all the Sons of Harmony,  
Shall tune their cheerful Strings to Thee,  
And thy Eternal Praises sing.    

PSAL. lxxxviij.  

verse 1 BLest God of my Salvation! I  
Call Day and Night to Thee,  
verse 2 O hear my Prayer, accept my Cry,  
And kindly answer me!  
verse 3 My Soul alas! is filled with Woes,  
The Grave attends my Fate.  
verse 4 I'm left by Life and Sense, like those  
Just in a dying state.   

verse 5 Among the slaughtered dead I lie,  
Ith' Grave from Sorrows free,  
Where Men thrust out from Memory,  
Are cut from Earth by Thee,  
verse 6 Down in the Pits unfathomed Night,  
Thou throw'st my trembling Soul,  
verse 7 On me thy angry Judgements light,  
And all thy Tempest's roll.   

verse 8 Thou makest my Friends aloof remain,  
And less than Stranger's kind,  
Nor can I Liberty obtain.  
By Chains of Hate confined.  
verse 9 Whole Seas of Tears my mournful Eyes,  
Through deep afflictions shed.  
To thee I send my daily Cries,  
My Hands submissly spread.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 What? Shall thy mighty Works be shown,  
Where Death triumphant Reigns?  
The Dead to make thy Wonders known,  
Shake off their Icy Chains?  
verse 11 What? shall the Grave, the silent Tomb.  
Advance thy Mercies Fame?  
Or shall Destructions utmost Doom,  
Thy Faithfulness proclaim?   

verse 12 Or shall thy wordrous Works appear.  
Where all thick Darkness hides?  
Thy Righteousness be published where  
Forgetfulness presides?  
verse 13 To Thee, dear Lord, I cry, to Thee  
My morning Prayers are made.  
verse 14 O why's my Soul cast off? to me  
Thy Beams no more displayed?   

verse 15 From my first Youth afflicted I  
With constant weakness pressed,  
Have born thy Terrors constantly,  
In my Distracted Breast,  
verse 16 Like breaking Seas with mighty Force,  
Thy Terrors bear me down.  
verse 17 And with a vast united Course,  
My baffled Comforts drown.   

verse 18 Thou makest my Friends, who loved me too,  
To mighty Distance fly,  
And those I intimately knew,  
In unknown Darkness lie.     

PSAL., lxxxix, Metre first; as the 113th.  

verse 1 I'll ever sing thy Mercy Lord  
Thy Truth from Age to Age record,  
My Lips shall praise thy glorious Name,  
verse 2 Thy Mercies everlasting are,  
Thy Truths with Heaven itself compare,  
Thy Faithful Promise I'll proclaim.  
verse 3" A Covenant long since I made,  
" And to my Servant David said,  
" (My chosen King,) and firmly swore.  
verse 4" Thy seed Eternally shall stand,  
" Thy Royal Sceptered Heirs command,  
" Till Sea and Earth and Times no more.   

verse 5 The Heaven's, thy Wonders Lord shall praise,  
Thy Holy Congregation raise,  
Thy Faithful Works above the Skies.  
verse 6 For who above's compared with Thee?  
What Godlike Man thy Mate can be?  
What Lord to equal Glories rise?  
verse 7 Gods Presence srikes a reverend Fear,  
Where his Assembling Saints appear.  
And his attending Angels awes.  
verse 8 Great God of Hosts whole strength like Thine,  
Whose Truth so breaks with Beams divine:  
Received by every World's applause.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Thy Hands the mighty Ocean sway,  
And make its angry Waves obey,  
Thy Word its stormy Tempest quells.  
verse 10 By that th' Egyptians wounded died,  
Thy dreadful Arm the gathering Pride,  
Of all thy fiercest Foes dispels.  
verse 11 Thy Hands Heaven's vaulted Arches made.  
Thy Hands this Earth's Foundations laid,  
And all the World with Plenty stored:  
verse 12 The North and South thy Creatures are,  
Tabor and Hermon both declare,  
Thy Name, and Thee, their mighty Lord.   

verse 13 Thy Arm Almighty strength endues,  
Thy Hand resistless vigour shows,  
Thy glorious Hand's exalted high.  
verse 14 Justice and Judgement make thy Throne,  
Thy truth, and ancient mercy Known,  
Thy Steps to all the World desory.  
verse 15 Thrice happy they, whose Souls are warmed,  
By holy Trumpets sounds alarmed,  
And live enlightened, Lord, by Thee!  
verse 16 They'j always in thy Name rejoice,  
With solemn Music's moving voice,  
Thy Righteousness their strength shall be.   

verse 17 Such happy Men securely stand,  
And with a settled strength Command,  
But God is still their Strength and Pride,  
Thy Goodness, and thy boundless Love,  
Has raised our happy Strength above,  
Since thou hast owned out sinking side.  
verse 18 The Lord is our Defensive shield,  
That Holy One can shelter yield,  
Who's Israel's God, and Israel's King.  
verse 19 But, that thou mightst our Hearts uphold  
A smiling Vision, raised of old,  
Did thus of thy Anointed sing.    

Part 3 Metre 2. As the 100th.  

verse 20" Help on a powerful Arm I've laid,  
" A Man above the Vulgar placed;  
" My King my Servant David made,  
" His Head with holy Unction graced.   

verse 21" Him shall my strengthening Hand secure,  
" My Arm his strong support shall be:  
verse 22" No En'my shall his Hurt procure;  
" No Sinner, his Destruction see.   

verse 23" I'll dash his Foes before his Face,  
" And batter those who hate him down:  
verse 24" With him my Truth and Mercy place,  
" And in my Name exalt his Crown.   

verse 25" No Rivers Bank, no Ocean's Wall,  
" Shall his unbounded Reign confine:  
verse 26" He'll me his God, his Father call,  
" His Saving Health, his Rock Divine.   

verse 27" And him, my Firstborn Son, I'll make  
" Above Earth's Kings, exalted high:  
verse 28" With him my Mercy ne'er shall slake,  
" Nor my immortal Covenant die.   

verse 29" His Seed shall ever last; his Throne  
" Outshine, out-wear the Rolling Skies,  
verse 30" But if his Sons my Laws disown,  
" Or e'er against my Judgements rise;   

verse 31" If they my stated Laws profane,  
" My Precepts or Injunctions slight,  
verse 32" With Rods their Follies I'll restrain;  
" Their Sins, with Strokes deserved, requite.   

verse 33" Yet not my Mercies quite remove,  
" Nor break my faithful Word of old;  
verse 34" Expose my Covenanted Love,  
" Nor change what Prophets once foretold.   

verse 35" Once by my Holiness I've sworn,  
" And can't my David's Hopes deceive;  
verse 36" His Seed, to Crowns and Sceptres born,  
" No Time shall of their Rights bereave.   

verse 37" The Sun, the Moon, which gild the Skies,  
" Those faithful Signs, to Mortals known,  
" May cease to set, and cease to rise;  
" But nothing shock his glorious Throne.    

Part 4. Metre 3.  

verse 38 Such was thy Promise, Lord, of old:  
But, at a distance, now  
Terrors thy dear Anointed hold  
From thy contracted Brow.  
verse 39 Thou'st thrown thy sacred Covenant by,  
Defiled his trampled Crown;  
verse 40 Let all his Walls in Ruins lie,  
And trod his Fences down.   

verse 41 Him, all who pass, may spoil; and all  
His neighbouring Foes despise:  
verse 42 On him their Troops, insulting, fall,  
And high their Forces rise.  
verse 43 No Wounds his Edgeless Sword bestows,  
He flies, the Martial Field:  
verse 44 His Throne's cast down; nor can his Brows  
Their former Lustre yield.   

verse 45 His youthful Bloom now fades With Woes,  
And he's o'erw helmed with Shame.  
verse 46 How long shall We thy Favour lose,  
And seel thy Fury's Flame?  
verse 47 Think, Lord, how vain is Man: How I  
Have but a While to live.  
verse 48 What Man now breaths, but once must die?  
What Art can Lives retrieve?   

verse 49 Where are thy Mercies, Lord, of old,  
By Oath to David due?  
verse 50 Think how our Lives to Shame are sold;  
What Scorns thy Friends pursue!  
verse 51 Think how thy Foes black Scandals raise  
On thy Anointed King;  
verse 52 While we, to thy immortal Praise,  
Amens devoutly sing.     

PSAL. xc.  

verse 1 THou, Lord, from Age to Age, hast been  
Our certain Restingplace,  
verse 2 Before the lofty Hills were seen  
On Earth's extended Face:  
Before this Earth to Shape was grown,  
Before the World was framed,  
Thee, Lord, the mighty God alone,  
Eternity proclaimed.   

verse 3 When Man, fixed in a glorious State,  
With thriving Beauty shines,  
His proudest Shows thy Frowns abate,  
And he to Dust declines.  
When groveling in the Dust he lies,  
Thy Smiles his Fortunes raise.  
" Weak Man, sayest Thou, return, and rise!  
Weak Man thy Word obeys.   

A Thousand Years no longer last  
In thy unbounded Sight,  
Than Yesterday, so lately passed,  
Or its succeeding Night.  
So Floods, with rapid Swiftness, slide;  
So Dreams, in Slumbers, fly;  
So Meadow-Greens, with cheerful Pride,  
Salute the Morning-Sky.   

They flourish with the Morning's Tears,  
And shoot their Branches high;  
But e'er the shady Night appears,  
Are mow'n, and scorched, and die.  
When thy impetuous Anger burns,  
Our Lives are soon consumed;  
And by thy Wrath's severe Returns,  
To deep Afflictions doomed.   

Thou viewst our wretched Actions over;  
And thy All-searching Eyes  
Examine all that secret Score  
Which now in Darkness lies:  
Far off our flying Days are blown,  
Before thy Fury's Blast:  
Our Years, like empty Tales, are gone  
Which scarce one Moment last.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 Through Seventy Years our common Lives  
May hold their constant Course;  
And if to Eighty one arrives,  
By Nature's rarer Force,  
Yet his declining, battered Strength  
Mere Pains and Sorrow brings,  
And fails, and swiftly flies at length  
On Time's impatient Wings.   

verse 11 But, o, what wretched Man can know  
Thy Anger's utmost Might!  
Which, as thy Fear, through all must go,  
With an unbounded Flight.  
verse 12 O teach us, Lord, to count our Days,  
And so our Hearts apply,  
That we, through Wisdom's peaceful Ways,  
May reach Eternity.   

verse 13 Turn, Lord, at last, and grant some Rest  
To all thy Servants Woes!  
verse 14 Our Hearts, with early Mercies blessed,  
To holy Joys dispose!  
verse 15 O let us now thy Favours share,  
Thy gentler Smiles obtain;  
Proportioned to our long Despair,  
And Years of constant Pain!   

verse 16 Lord, to thy happy Servants now,  
And all thy faithful Race,  
Thy Works, thy wondrous Glories show;  
And send thy quick'ning Grace!  
verse 17 O let our Maker's Beauty here,  
On all our Labours rest,  
Till all our Handiworks appear  
By thy Protection blessed!     

PSAL. xcj  

verse 1 HE's safe from Death, secured from Harms,  
Who to his Maker flies;  
And on his kind, protecting Arms,  
For Help and Health relies.  
verse 2" Thou, Lord, art all my Hope, my Trust!  
To God I'll freely say,  
" My strong Defence; on Thee it's just  
" My Hope should firmly stay.   

verse 3 Do Thou the same! He'll rescue thee  
From Death's surprising Share;  
And keep thee from th' Infection free  
Of Pestilential Air.  
verse 4 He'll shade thee with his gracious Wings,  
His Feathers o'er thee spread, '  
While his unfailing Promise brings  
A Shield to guard thy Head.   

verse 5 What though strange Terrors fill the Night?  
Death's Shafts obscure the Day?  
He'll gild them both with wholesome Light,  
To keep thy Fears away.  
verse 6 What tho' fierce Plagues, through horrid Gloom,  
With wild Destruction reign?  
verse 7 Though Thousands, nay, the gaping Tomb  
Ten Thousand Morsels gain?   

Though Death the Day and Night command,  
And gasping Corpses lie,  
Heaps upon Heaps, on either Hand,  
And almost Mountain-high?  
verse 8 Thine Eyes shall still securely see  
How God's revenging Stroke  
Distinguishes, where carelessly  
Vile Men their God provoke.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 Since now thy Heart my God alone  
Thy sacred Refuge made;  
And has itself, for Shelter, thrown  
Beneath his saving Shade;  
verse 10 No Mischief shall attempt thee there,  
Nor Mischief-boding Chance;  
No cruel Plague, to give thee Fear,  
Shall near thy Tents advance.   

verse 11 For if in those delightful Ways  
Where God and Nature lead,  
Thy Feet, through all thy mortal Days,  
With Care exactly tread.  
He'll give his Angel-Armies Charge  
About thy Paths to wait;  
To lay their watchful Guards at large,  
And to secure thy State.   

verse 12 Their Hands shall waft thee gently o'er  
The Rocks of Sin below,  
Where strong Temptation's fatal Store  
And daily Scandals grow.  
verse 13 Let Hell's old Lion roar, enraged,  
With all th' Infernal Crew;  
And Men, in Hell's vile Work engaged,  
Their poisonous Arts pursue.   

His Feet shall quickly tread them down,  
Whose Heart my Loves inflame;  
And Freedom shall with Honour crown  
The Man who knows my Name,  
verse 15 To Me shall he, in Dangers, cry:  
His Cries I'll kindly hear;  
Be with him, and exalt him high,  
And rid his Life from Fear.   

verse 16 Long Life, with ever peaceful Days,  
I'll on my Friend bestow;  
And to him, by a Thousand Ways,  
My kind Salvation show.     

PSAL. cxij  

verse 1 HOW blessed are we, thy Praise to sing  
On all thy Holy Days,  
Great God, when all thy Church's ring  
With thy exalted Praise!  
verse 2 To show thy Mercies e'er the Sun  
Unsolds the Morning-Light;  
Thy Truth, e'er Clouds have first begun  
To form the gloomy Night.   

verse 3 When, with the Harp and Lute, the Voice  
It's cheerful Notes can raise;  
And Organs can with Shalms rejoice,  
To found thy lofty Praise  
verse 4 Thy Works, thy wondrous Works inflame  
My Soul's triumphant Joys.  
verse 3 To show thy deeper Counsels, Fame  
Her shrillest Notes employs.   

verse 6 Poor Brutish Man can never know  
This wondrous Happiness  
Nor can the Blessing's Balmy Flow  
The foolish Heart possess.  
verse 7 His Thoughts to meaner Subjects move;  
And watch the Sinner's Race,  
How they like Summer-Plants improve,  
Their Branches thrive apace:   

Yet think not how, when pleasant Blooms  
Have spread the Wicked over,  
They sink beneath their weighty Dooms,  
And live on Earth no more.  
verse 8-9 Thy Foes, since, Lord, Thou reign'st above,  
Thy wretched Foes, shall die:  
And those who wicked Actions love,  
Dispersed, confounded, lie.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 But, Lord, Thou'lt raise my humble Head,  
With Strength exalt it high;  
On me fresh Oil of Gladness shed,  
And fill my Heart with Joy.  
verse 11 My happy Eyes my Wish shall see  
On all my angry Foes:  
My Ears shall hear their Doom, who me  
With envious Spite oppose.   

verse 12 The Righteous, with a thriving Pride,  
Like Palms, their Heads shall raise:  
Their Seed, like Cedars, multiplied,  
Which Libanon displays.  
verse 13 Those whom their Maker's skilful Hand  
His House has p'anted round,  
Shall in his Courts securely stand,  
With constant Verdure crowned.   

verse 14 Their Sappy Trunks, in Hoary Age,  
Shall spring with lively Shoots;  
Their thrifty Leaves long Life presage  
To their extended Roots;  
verse 15 That they the Lord, my Rock, may show,  
His Righteous Works declare;  
And make the wiser Nations know  
How just his Actions are.     

PSAL. xciij.  

verse 1 THE Lord, the great Jehovah, reigns,  
With Majesty and Glory crowned;  
The Lord Almighty Strength retains  
With that, like Garments girt around.   

His Hand the World's vast Frame secures;  
He stays it with his Awful Nod.  
verse 2 Thy Throne from Days of old endures;  
Thyself an everlasting God   

verse 3 The Floods, great God, the rolling Crowd,  
At Thee, like mighty Waters, roar;  
And dash, like breaking Waves, aloud,  
Which threaten all the neighbouring Shoar.   

verse 4 And let tempestuous Passions raise  
Their Hearts, their swelling Furies high;  
Their utmost maddest Rage obeys  
That God who rules above the Sky.   

verse 5 Thy Promises, dear Lord, are true,  
And all thy Testimonies sure:  
Thy Flocks pure Holiness pursue,  
And ever, like thyself, endure.    

Another Metre: As the 111th, proper Tune.  

verse 1 THE Lord a King remains,  
The great Jehovah reigns,  
With Awful Glories crowned:  
As with a Robe of Light,  
The Lord with wondrous Might  
And Strength is girt around.   

By his Divine Commands  
The World securely stands,  
From Alterations free.  
verse 2 Thy Throne was fixed of old,  
Thy Deity extolled  
From all Eternity.   

verse 3 Great God, th' uncertain Crowd  
Against thy Kingdom, loud,  
Like mighty Waters, roar;  
And with a surly Spite,  
As breaking Billows, fight,  
And shock the neighbouring Shoar.   

verse 4 But let tempestuous Rage  
Their furious Hearts engage;  
And Heaven itself defy;  
His stern Command alone  
Can beat their Madness down,  
Who ever rules on high.   

verse 5 Thy Testimonies true  
Thy Promises renew;  
Both faithful, both secure.  
Thy Saints, with Holiness,  
Shall towards thine A'tars press,  
And ever blessed endure.    

PSAL. xciv.  

verse 1 GReat God, to whom Revenge belongs;  
Great God of Vengeance, rise,  
verse 2 The Proud, thou mighty Judge of Wrongs,  
With just Rewards surprise.  
verse 3 How long shall wicked Workers, Lord,  
Unchecked, triumphant reign?  
verse 4 Their impious Words, and Pride, abhorred,  
With haughty Boasts maintain?   

verse 5 Lord, shall they crush thy People still?  
Afflict thine Heritage?  
verse 6 Their Widows and their Strangers kill?  
Nor spare their Orphan's Age?  
verse 7 Yet thus they do; and thus they cry,  
" Can God our Actions see?  
" We Jacob's unknown God defy:  
" From his Observance free.   

verse 8 But think, ye stupid Fools, a while!  
Think well, ye senseless Crew!  
verse 9 Can you his sacred Ears beguile,  
Who Ears bestowed on you?  
What, can't he see, whose Hands the Eyes,  
Those Orbs of Wonders, made?  
verse 10 He, whose Hand the World chastise,  
From Your Correction stayed?   

Can't He who Sense on Man bestows,  
Their secret Thoughts descry?  
verse 11 Men's Hearts, alas! He throughly knows,  
And knows their Vanity.  
verse 12 Lord, happy's he, who, taught by Thee,  
Has all thy Laws obeyed!  
verse 13 He, in ill Times, at Rest, shall see  
The Pit for Sinners made.   

Part 2.  

verse 14 Our God his Servants can't desert,  
Nor his Inheritance:  
verse 15 But Judgement will to Right convert,  
And upright Souls advance.  
verse 16 Who'll me from wicked Workers save,  
Or my Assistant be?  
verse 17 God only helped me, or the Grave  
Had quickly silenced me.   

verse 18 My Foot, o Lord, which seemed to slide,  
Thy Mercy's He'p insured:  
verse 19 In Cares and Fears thy Comforts tried,  
My Soul's Delight procured.  
verse 20 Will't thou support the Tyrant-Crew,  
Who settle Sin by Law?  
verse 21 Whose Armies righteous Souls pursue;  
And Blood of Martyrs draw.   

verse 22 Though such their cruel Practice be,  
My God will raise my State:  
My solid Rock, my Refuge He;  
Whose Loves my Faith create.  
verse 23 Our God observes their Wickedness;  
Their Malice He'll repay:  
With sudden Strokes their Pride repress,  
And cut their Hopes away.     

PSAL. XCV.  

verse 1 O Come your cheerful Voices raise,  
To our Eternal King!  
The Lord, our strong Salvation praise,  
His Goodness loudly sing!  
verse 2 With Thanks approach his awful sight,  
And pleasant Anthems sing.  
verse 3 The Lords, a God of boundless Might,  
O'er all the Gods, a King.   

verse 4 Earth's secret Deeps, and Mountains high,  
His powerful Hand commands.  
verse 5 The Seas were made by Him, and dry,  
He laid the rising Lands.  
verse 6 O come let us our Lord adore,  
And at his Footstool low,  
Our humbly bending Knees before,  
Our great Creator show!   

verse 7 For he's our God; his People we,  
And in his Pastures feed,  
Those wand'ring sheep which kindly He,  
From Death and Darkness freed.  
To day, o hear his Voice, to day!  
verse 8 For thus th' Almighty spoke.  
No more your own false Thoughts obey,  
My Wrath no more provoke!   

" No more with hardened Hearts refuse,  
" My necessary Grace;  
" Nor, as in former times, abuse  
" My Word, or Holy Place!  
verse 9" Such Arts your Fathers used of old,  
" Who all my Wonders saw,  
" And many Years perversely bold,  
" Despised my righteous Law.   

verse 10" At last thus, by myself, I swore,  
" With just Displeasure moved,  
" This wretched Nation sin the more,  
" The more by Goodness proved.  
" They neither know myself, nor know  
" Those Rules to them addressed,  
" Nor will I e'er their Souls bestow,  
" In my, Eternal Rest.    

Another Metre: As Mr. Sandies 15th.  

verse 1 COme, o come, and let us sing,  
To our Lord, and to our King!  
Let us make a joyful Noise,  
To that God whose Love employs,  
All his saving Health, and Grace,  
To protect his faithful Race.  
verse 2 Let us all, with Thanks, and Praise,  
Come before his Glorious Face,  
And our Psalms, and cheerful Airs,  
Join with Vows and humble Prayers!  
verse 3 For the, Lord, our God, is great,  
Lofty his Eternal Seat.  
Every God to Him submits,  
He a King above them sits.  
verse 4 All the Earth's Foundations deep,  
Solid Rocks and Mountains steep,  
All their strength's by Him possessed,  
And by his Protection blest.  
verse 5 Him, the rolling Seas regard,  
By his mighty Hands prepared,  
Earth to Him, submissly bows,  
And his forming Power avows.  
verse 6 Come, o come, let's all adore,  
And his Footstool kneel before!  
Let us kneel, and prostrate all,  
To our Lord, and Maker, fall!  
verse 7 he's our God, our Lord, alone,  
We are all his People known;  
Us His Hands securely keep,  
he's the Shepherd, we the Sheep,  
Hear, o hear, his voice to Day,  
And that sacred Voice obey!  
verse 8 Humble let your Hearts appear.  
Let no Hardness centre there,  
As of oed your Father's pride,  
All my kindest Cares defied,  
When their wand'ring Armies past,  
Tho' the Deserts sandy waste.  
verse 9 Oft they tempted, oft they tried me,  
Often to Believe denied me.  
Tho' my Wonders all they saw,  
Knew my Power, and heard my Law.  
verse 10 All their Follies large Arrears,  
Forty tedious rolling Years,  
I with wondrous patience bore,  
But at last in Fury swore.  
" 11 These a wretched People are,  
" All involved in Error's snare,  
" Soon they have my Laws forgot,  
" Seen my Works, but know them not;  
" By myself, myself alone,  
" (That's the greatest Oath that's known)  
" These shall never, never blest,  
" Enter my Eternal Rest.    

PSAL. xcuj.  

verse 1 NEw Songs to great Jehovah sing!  
Sing all the Earth's around!  
Your Blessings to his Altars bring,  
His saving Health resound!  
verse 2 Each Day your active Tongues employ,  
To spread his glorious Name!  
verse 3 Through all the Nations round with Joy,  
His wondrous Acts proclaim!   

verse 4 Our Lord is great, and greatly praised,  
More to be feared then those.  
verse 5-6 Who by Vain Men to Godhead raised,  
On Vainer Fools impose.  
Our God stretched out the lofty Syes;  
How glorious Majesty,  
How strength with lovely Beauty vies,  
We in his Temple see.   

verse 7 O give to God, ye Nations all,  
Give strength and Glories due!  
verse 8 On his great Name with Honour call;  
To him with Offering few!  
verse 9 Before his Seat of Holiness,  
Let all devoutly bow,  
And Fear before his Face express;  
And to his service vow!   

verse 10 Among the Nations round proclaim,  
The great Jehovah reigns!  
Through Him the World's established frame,  
Unmoved and Firm remains.  
he'll Judge the People righteously;  
verse 11 Then let the Skies rejoice;  
Let Earth be glad, the Ocean high,  
Exalt its roaring Voice!   

verse 12 Let all the Flocks, and Fields their Joys,  
Express in various ways;  
And Forests with a murmuring Noise,  
Their great Creator praise!  
verse 13 He flies to judge the Earth! He flies  
To make the World confess,  
All Justice in His Bosom lies,  
And Truth and Righteosness.    

PSAL, xcvij As the 100th.  

verse 1 THE Lord, the Great Messiah, reigns;  
No more to Jewish Bounds confined.  
Since all the World the Blessing gains,  
Let all express a grateful Mind!   

O let that spacious Continent  
Which Adam's numerous Heirs possess,  
And all the Isles, with sweet Consent,  
Their Saviour's wondrous Love confess!   

verse 2 Thick Clouds and gloomy Darkness hid  
The God from Faithless, curious Eyes.  
On Judgement too, by Justice tried,  
His Throne's Eternal Pillars rise.   

verse 3 Bright Flames before his presence fly,  
And melt the Hearts of angry Foes.  
verse 4 His Beams the World with Light supply;  
And trembling Earch its Master knows.   

verse 5 Vain Men, blown up with lofty Pride,  
Like Wax, before his Flames appear:  
And those whose Thoughts their God defied,  
The mighty God of Nature fear.   

verse 6 His Righteousness the bending Skies,  
Aloud, with wondrous Signs declare:  
His glorious Works before the Eyes  
Of all th' astonished Nations are.   

verse 7 Shame be their Lot who Images  
Adore, and in their Idols boast!  
Our God with humblest Worship please;  
Bow to Him, all ye Heavenly Host!   

verse 8 Ziou's and Judah's Daughters true  
With Joys thy Judgement, Lord, embraced:  
verse 9 The Earth her mighty Maker knew,  
With more than Angel-Glorys graced.   

verse 10 O ye who love our Saviour, hate  
All Sin for Him, in each Degree!  
He'll Safety for his Saints create;  
And from the Wicked set them free.   

verse 11 Light's largely for the Righteous sown,  
And Joys for upright Hearts prepared.  
In Him o let our Joys be shown;  
His Holiness, with Thanks, declared!    

Another Metre.  

verse 1 THE Lord, the great Jehovah, reigns;  
Let all the Earth rejoice!  
Let all those Isles the Sea contains  
Exalt a cheerful Voice!  
verse 2 Thick Clouds and heavy Darkness hid  
Our God from Humane Eyes:  
On Righteousness, by Justice tried,  
His Throne's Supporters rise.   

verse 3 Fierce Flames before his dreadful Face  
Consume his angry Foes.  
verse 4 His Lightnings fright the World: His Place  
The Earth, with trembling, shows.  
verse 5 The Hills, before Earth's mighty Lord,  
Like Wax; dissolving, flow:  
verse 6 The heavens declare his righteous Word;  
And All, his Glory know.   

verse 7 Shame be their Lot who Gods can make,  
And in their Idols boast.  
But for your God our Saviour take,  
Ye bright, Angelic Host!  
verse 8 Zion's and Judah's Daughters heard  
Thy Judgements, Lord, with Joy:  
verse 9 For Thou, above the Gods, art feared;  
O'er Earth, exalted high.   

verse 10 O ye who love the Lord, with Hate  
All wicked Works pursue!  
For He'll secure his Servants State  
From all the sinful Crew.  
verse 11 For upright Hearts, true Joys and Light  
Are sown: Ye Righteous, all  
Rejoice; and God's All-sacred Might,  
With grateful Thoughts, .    

Another Metre; to the Notes of the 114 th', as translated by Mr. Cowley.  

verse 1 THE Lord, a King triumphant reigns!  
Let all the Earth around,  
The Isles with Joys resound!  
God alone a King remains!  
verse 2 Thick Clouds, and heavy Darkness, round him fly;  
Justice severe, and Judgement, waiting by.  
His glorious Throne prepare.  
verse 3 Bright Flames before his Face,  
With dreadful Flashes, rake the Air;  
And all his Foes malignant Race,  
With all their impious Works, one burning Pile embrace.   

verse 4 See how the pointed Lightnings roll;  
With what a dismal Glare  
They fill the glowing Air,  
Soaring towered the frighted Pole!  
shocked with the Vision, trembling Nature quakes;  
The shattered Earth a strong Convulsion shakes  
verse 5 The lofty Mountains melt,  
Like Wax before the Fires:  
Whate'er his scorching Fury felt,  
Before the World's great Lord retires;  
And by his awful Frown dissolved, at once expires.   

verse 6 The heavens his Righteousness declare;  
And all the People see  
His glorious Majesty,  
How it fills the Purpled Air.  
verse 7 May Shame deserved, and dark Confusion seize▪  
Those Fools, whose Thoughts their empty Idols  
Fools, who absurdly boast  
In Gods themselves can frame! please!  
But, o ye bright, Angelic Hosts,  
Adore our Great jehovahs Name;  
And on your bended Knees, the God of Gods proclaim!   

verse 8 His Condescensions Zion heard,  
And judahs Daughters too;  
And at the wondrous Show,  
Ecstasied with Joys, appeared:  
Thy Goodness then before the Nations shone;  
Thy sacred Judgements through the World were known.  
verse 9 But, though so lowly now,  
Thy glorious Godhead still  
Makes all the World submisly bow;  
Blessed Angels thy Commands fulfil:  
And All Subjection yield to thy Immortal Will.   

verse 10 The who the Great Jehovah love,  
With Godlike Hatred due,  
All wicked Works pursue:  
Fix your happy Souls above!  
He, like a Father, guards his faithful Souls;  
And all their Foes, and all their Force, controls.  
verse 11 But Mirth and Light to all  
The Just and Good shall shine:  
verse 12 O, than your ancient Joys !  
In your Jehovah's Praise combine;  
And all his holy Acts record in Songs Divine!    

PSAL. xcviij.  

verse 1 THE Lord, who wondrous Works hath wrought,  
With Anthems new proclaim!  
His Hand, his holy Arm, hath brought  
Himself the Conqu'ror's Name.  
verse 2 He makes his great Salvation known,  
To give the Nations Light:  
His Righteousness the Lord hath shown,  
In all the People's Sight.   

verse 3 His Mercies he hath called to mind,  
His Truth to Israel's Race:  
And all those Bounds which Earth consigned,  
His Saving Health embrace.  
verse 4 Sing to the Lord, o Earth! aloud!  
Sing cheerful Notes around!  
The Lord, among the grateful Crowd,  
The Lord's just Praise resound.   

verse 5-6 To God, with Harps, your, Voices raise,  
And Trumpets Martial Sound:  
With echoing Cornets let the Praise  
Of God, the King, be crowned!  
verse 7 Let Seas, with all their Fullness, roar!  
The World, and all its Host!  
verse 8 In Him each River's sounding Shoar,  
And lofty Mountain boast!   

verse 9 For now the Lord to judgement's near,  
And Earth its Doom shall know:  
His Righteousness the World shall hear,  
His Truth and Justice show.    

Another Metres as Mr. Sandies 13th.  

verse 1 O Sing to God, the Lord:  
His wondrous Works record!  
Sing, sing an Anthem new.  
Return his Praises due,  
Whose Hand, whose holy Arm  
Dissolved Hell's fatal Charm:  
Whom we triumphant see,  
And crowned with Victory!  
verse 2 The Lord's Salvation  
Is now more clearly known:  
His Truth and Justice He  
Makes all the Nations see.  
verse 3 But with his Israel  
His Mercies ever dwell:  
And though a while a Cloud  
His Truth and Mercy shroud  
From their expecting Eyes,  
Off soon the Shadow flies,  
And both, with Beams Divine  
More bright and strongly shine.  
So all the Nations round  
Have our Salvation found;  
How God about us waits,  
And all our Health creates.  
verse 4 Let all the Nations round  
Their Maker's Praises sound:  
O let the Earth rejoice,  
And raise its cheerful Voice;  
And all the World combine  
In Thanks, and Songs Divine.  
verse 5 Sing to the Lord! o sing  
To our Eternal King!  
To well-tuned Harps o raise  
Your Notes of Heavenly Praise!  
verse 6 O let the Trumpets found,  
Let Cornets Notes rebound,  
And with them loudly sing  
To our Eternal King!  
verse 7 Let the loud Ocean roar  
Its Joys from Shoar to Shoar:  
Let Angels, blessed on high,  
With Earth in Praises vie!  
verse 8 O let the Waters sound,  
The echoing Hills rebound;  
And with a cheerful Noise,  
Express their boundless Joys!  
verse 9 Let All their Joy fullness  
Before the Lord express!  
For, lo! He comes with Haste,  
And Awful Glories graced:  
His dreadful Summons all  
To his Tribunal call:  
His Judgement then shall bless  
The World with Righteousness:  
Truth from his Lips shall flow;  
And all the World shall know  
Their glorious Judge, and see  
His Love and Equity.    

PSAL. xcix.  

verse 1 CHrist reigns! Let all the People round  
Beneath his Empire quake!  
He sits above the Cherubs, crowned:  
Let Earth's Foundations shake!  
verse 2 The Lord in Sion's great, and high;  
Above the People raised.  
verse 3 O may his dreadful Majesty,  
His holy Name, be praised!   

verse 4 Judgement our mighty Monarch loves,  
And Equity prepares:  
And Judgement with his Justice moves  
In Jacob's blessed Affairs.  
verse 5 O then exalt the Lord our God,  
Before his Footstool bow;  
And spread his wondrous Works abroad,  
His holy Nature show!   

verse 6 So Moses once, and Aaron so  
Among his Priests appeared;  
And Samue ' with his Prophets, who  
The God of Jacob feared.  
These at his Footstool bowed, and there  
To him devoutly prayed;  
And always found his Answers near,  
And all their Faith repaid.   

verse 7 They kept his Testimonies sure,  
His Statute-Laws obeyed;  
And He to Them from Clouds obscure  
His gentle Answers made.  
verse 8 Sometimes indeed his Wrath severe  
Their Follies would pursue,  
Yet oft their Cries He'd kindly hear,  
His Mercies oft renew.   

verse 9 O praise our God's exalted Name,  
Before his A'tars bow!  
Our God, our holy Lord proclaim,  
With Praise his Glory show!    

PSAL. c.  

verse 1 YE who enjoy Salvation's Light,  
To God your Voices raise;  
verse 2 Appear with Gladness in His Sight  
And Sing your Saviour's Praise!  
verse 3 Our Lord is God indeed; it's He,  
Not We ourselves have made;  
Our Shepherd, He; his People, we;  
And in his Pastures laid.   

verse 4 O then approach his Courts, his Gates,  
With Thanks, and hearty Praise:  
For Praise on his Assembly waits  
On all his holy Days.  
verse 5 O b'ess his Name, for God is good,  
And all his Mercies sure:  
His Truth from Age to Age has stood,  
And shall unchanged endure.    

Another Metre, As the old 100th.  

verse 12 O Ye enlightened Souls, with Praise  
Before our mighty Lord appear!  
To Him your cheerful Voices raise;  
Adore his Name with humblest Fear.   

verse 3 He's our Almighty God; not we,  
But He, to us our Substance gave:  
He's ours, we His, those Sheep which He  
Died, by his own pure Blood to save.   

verse 4 O then approach his Gates with praise,  
And in his Courts his Glories sing:  
On all his own appointed Days,  
Your Sacrisice of Praises sing   

verse 5 He's always kind, and always good,  
His Favour great, his Mercy sure;  
His Truth has ever firmly stood.  
And shall from Age to Age endure.    

PSAL. cj  

verse 1 MErcy I'll sing, and Judgement praise,  
And sing my God to Thee.  
verse 2 And wisely walk in perfect Ways:  
O come, dear Lord, to Me!  
Then with an undissembling Heart  
I'●l ever justly move;  
And in my Court, in every part  
Thy sacred Rules improve.   

verse 3 No wicked Actions shall mine Eyes  
With Satisfaction, see.  
And those who things perverse devise,  
Shall ne'er be great With Me.  
verse 4 From Me all froward Fools shall part;  
I'll none that's wicked own:  
verse 5 But cut off those whose slanderous Art  
Against their Neighbour's shown.   

verse 6 The Heart that's proud, the Look that's high,  
I'll ne'er at Court endure,  
Eut through the Land my searching Eye  
Shall faithful Friends procure.  
That Man who treads a perfect Path  
My Favourite shall be;  
verse 7 But Cheats, and those who break their Faith  
Shall never dwell with Me,   

I'll bear no Liar in my fight,  
The wicked I'll destroy,  
verse 8 Till Salem freed from Sinners quite,  
Shall perfect Peace enjoy.    

PSAL. cij.  

A Soul with mighty Woes oppressed,  
May thus complaining pray:  
And in deep Sorrows Language dressed,  
His weighty Griefs display.   

verse 1 Hear Lord, O hear my Prayers and Cries!  
To Me thy Face disclose!  
verse 2 My Soul, lost in Affliction, dies.  
O heart O ease my Woes!  
verse 3 Grief wastes my Days like Smoke, and dries  
My Bones, like Hearths, with heat.  
verse 4 My Heart, like Grass quite withered, lies,  
And I forget my Meat.   

verse 5 My Bones break through my shriveling Skin:  
Through my unceasing Groans:  
verse 6 I'm like those doleful Birds, which in  
Wild Desents vent their moans.  
verse 7 Like little Birds, which spent with Grief  
Aboat their Nestling mourn;  
verse 8 While taunting Foes against my Life,  
With bloody Oaths are sworn.   

verse 9 Ashes my Bread, my Drink was Tears,  
While I endured thy frown.  
verse 10 Thy I ove once raised me up from Fears;  
Thy Wrath now hurts me down.  
verse 11 The Shadow falls, my Lifes weak Flame  
So sinks; like Grass it wains;  
verse 12 But still thou ant, thy glorious Name,  
From Age to Age remains.   

verse 13 Rise Lord! for Zions help return;  
In time her Woes relieve!  
verse 14 Thy Servants o'er her Ruins mourn,  
And for her Ashes grieve.  
verse 15 All Nations than thy Name shall fear;  
All Kings thy Glory see:  
verse 16 When Zions Walls new built appear,  
And Glory springs from thee.   

Part 2.  

verse 17 God hears the silent Mourner's Prayer:  
O writ his Goodness down!  
verse 18 So shall Posterity declare  
Their mighty God's renown,  
verse 19 God from his Holy Throne, his Eye  
Turned down on Earth below,  
verse 20 To save the Men condemned to die,  
And let the Prisoners go.   

verse 21 That they in Zions Walls might show  
His Praise, his Name record,  
verse 22 When thither Kings and Kingdoms flow,  
To serve their Mighty Lord,  
verse 23 My Strength, my shortened Days he broke,  
Then," spare me Lord! I prayed.  
verse 24" Suspend, dear Lord, thy deadly stroke!  
" Thy Years can never fade.   

verse 25 Thy Hands this Earth's Foundations cast,  
And stretched the lofty Skies.  
verse 26 They perish, but thy Nature lasts,  
And Time itself defies.  
They like a worn-out Garment fail,  
And shall be changed for new.  
verse 27 thou'rt still the same, Age can't prevail,  
Nor time thy Steps pursue.   

verse 28 Our Lands shall quickly be supplied  
With thy obedient Race,  
And their well-settled Heirs abide  
Secure before thy Face.     

PSAL. ciij As the 100th.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord with grateful Joy!  
My Tongue my Soul his Praises sing!  
verse 2 O let his Praise thy Powers employ!  
His Loves to kind Remembrance bring!   

verse 3 'Tis He forgives thy Sins, 'tis He  
Thy Weakness heals, thy Plague's removes,  
verse 4 Redeems thy Life from Misery,  
And crowns thee with his tenderest Loves.   

verse 5 With good He fills the Youth and Age;  
Thy Age with vigorous Youth renews.  
verse 6 His Arms for Saints oppressed engage;  
His just Revenge their Foes pursues.   

verse 7 He to his Israel's Race of old,  
By Moses made his Precepts known:  
He, by our Jesus, still unfolds  
His Will and Goodness towards his own,   

verse 8 Our Lord is kind, his Mercies great;  
His Vengeance, not his Mercy slow.  
verse 9 He'll not too oft his Strokes repeat.  
Nor let his Anger always glow.   

verse 10 So with our se'ves He dealt, our Crimes  
Though foul, with Rods he gently lashed,  
His pitying Eyes a thousand times,  
Our still repeated Follies past.   

verse 11 His Goodness so surrounds his own,  
As Skies enclose our humb'er Earth.  
verse 12 From us our Sins are farther thrown,  
Then Sun-set's from the Morning's Birth.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 More love to pious Souls he shows,  
Then Fathers to their Darling Heirs.  
verse 14 Our frailer Constitution knows,  
Our mouldering Dust as gently spares.   

verse 15 Weak Man, like early Birds may rise,  
Or Grass which shades the cheerful Plains:  
verse 16 But struck with blasting Winds he dies,  
And neither House nor Name remains.   

verse 17 But God's unfailing Grace pursues  
The Just, and all their faithful Seed:  
verse 18 Who on his Sacred Covenant muse,  
And all his righteous Precepts heed.   

verse 19 On high our God has fixed his Throne,  
And thence his boundless Empire guides;  
And o'er the Subject World, alone,  
His Arbitrary Will presides.   

verse 20 Praise Him, ye Angel-flames, whose Might  
Does in complete Obedience shine!  
verse 21 O praise Him all ye Sons of Light:  
Blessed Ministers of Love Divine!   

verse 22 O all his Works your Maker praise?  
Praise through his spacious Empire sing!  
While I with grateful Anthems raise  
New Honours to my Glorious King.     

PSAL. civ. As the 100th.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord, my tuneful Soul!  
How great, blessed God, how wondrous great.  
What Majesty, what Glories roll  
About thy Everlasting Seat!   

verse 2 Light robes Thee with her Radiant Streams;  
Thy Curtains are th' expanded Skies.  
verse 2 Floods bear thy Chambers weighty Beams,  
On humble Clouds thy Chariot flies.   

God walks on groaning Winds in State,  
verse 4 Attended with his Angel-Bands;  
And Scrvant-Flames around him wait,  
And fly to bear his great Commands.   

verse 5 He Earth's Foundations strongly laid;  
A well-poised never moving Load.  
verse 6 A wavy Deep its Covering made,  
Which o'er the highest Mountains flowed.   

verse 7 But off the headlong Waters flew,  
When his commanding Thunders roared.  
verse 8 They took their place, and straight in view,  
Sweet Plains appeared, and Mountains soared.   

verse 9 The Floods their Bounds appointed know;  
Earth fears no more th' encroaching Deep:  
verse 10 Through Valleys Crystal Fountains flow,  
And round the Mountains softly creep.   

verse 11 To Them the Savage Creatures fly,  
And kindly cool their thirsty Flame.  
verse 12 The Birds above them sing on high,  
And there their curious Buildings frame.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 His Rains refresh the parching Hills,  
And make our Earth with Fruits abound.  
verse 14 Thence Grass the hungry  fills,  
And Herbs for Men are useful found.   

Through Him rich Corn o're-spreads the Fields,  
verse 15 And Wine to cheer our ' drooping Hearts.  
Fat shining Juice his Olive yields;  
His Bread a Vital Strength imparts.   

verse 16 Sap feeds the lofty Cedar-Groves,  
verse 17 Where Birds of Prey their Eieries raise;  
verse 18 The Goat on Rocky Mountains roves;  
Through Rocks the Coney breaks her Ways,   

verse 19 The, Moon, the Sun, their Seasons know  
And when to rise, and when to fall;  
verse 20 Nights gloomy clouds our World o'erflow,  
And out the Forrest-Rangers crawl.   

verse 21 The Wolves, the Tigers, howl for prey,  
And loud the hungry Lions roar.  
God for their Diet finds a way,  
And feeds them with his secret Store.   

verse 22 But when the Sun appears, they fly,  
And to their unknown Dens repair;  
verse 23 And Men their business safely ply,  
Till Night again o're-clouds the Air.   

verse 24 How various, Lord, how wisely framed;  
Great God, thy Works of, Wonder are!  
Thy Riches are through Earth proiclaimed;  
verse 25 Thy Wealth th' unfathomed Seas declare.    

Part 3.  

There Fishes, great and small, in strange  
Unnumbered Numbers cut their Way.  
verse 26 There Navies float, and Monsters range,  
And Whales in boundless Oceans Play.   

verse 27 These All, blest God, depend on Thee;  
Of Thee they beg their timely Food:  
verse 28 Thy Gifts they catch, thy Hands are free,  
And All are filled with needful Good.   

verse 29 Thou hidest thy Face, affrighted, They  
Sink down to Dust, and Dust remain:  
verse 30 Thy Spirit commands, the Dead obey,  
And rise and fill the World again▪   

verse 31 God's Glory lasts; He, pleased, reviews  
His Works; his Looks, his dreadful Stroke.  
verse 32 Convulsions through the World diffuse,  
And make the trembling Mountains smoke.   

verse 33 To God, my mighty Lord, I'll sing,  
While Health, or Life, or Breath remains:  
verse 34 My Heart in Him with Joys shall spring;  
I'll praise his Name in lofty Strains.   

verse 35 He'll soon confound the Sinner's Race,  
And impious plotting Fools control,  
And all their Stock on Earth deface.  
O bless, O praise the Lord, my Soul!     

PSAL. CV. as the 100th. or Mr. Sandies 8th.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord! invoke his Name!  
His Acts through every Tribe proclaim!  
verse 2 Sing, sing aloud; your Anthems raise:  
Through all the World his Wonders praise!   

verse 3 Him, and his holy Name adpre;  
His Smiles, with cheerful Hearts, implore;  
verse 4 And seek; the Lord, his Strength embrace;  
And ever seek his glorious Face,   

verse 5 O ye of Abr'ham's faithful Seed,  
O ye of Jacob's chosen Breed,  
verse 6 His strange, his dreadful Acts relate,  
And on his Judgements meditate!   

verse 7 He's our great God, our Lord alone;  
His Judgements through the World are known:  
verse 8 His Covenant, his Word of old,  
Shall through a Thousand Ages hold.   

verse 9 What He to Abraham spoke before,  
What He to Isaac firmly swore,  
verse 10 And as law on Israel laid,  
And thus his lasting Covenant made.   

verse 11" To you rich Canaan's Land I'll give,  
" Where you its lawfal Heirs, shall live;  
verse 12 Though than their Seed were weak and small,  
Add despicable Strangers all.   

verse 13 When they a Thousand Movements made,  
And round the neighbouring Country's strayed  
verse 14 He them, against the World, maintained;  
And Ill-designing Kings restrained.   

verse 15" From Wrongs be my Anointed free▪  
" Let no malicious Injury  
" My Prophets or my Friends approach,  
" Or on my chosen Sons encroach!   

Part 2.  

verse 16 Sharp Famine Canaan's Land annoyed  
And God the Staff of Bread destroyed;  
And jacobs House, among the rest.  
The long-continued Want oppressed.   

verse 17 Yet Joseph, sold a Slave, he sent  
Before, who might their Fates prevent.  
verse 18 Chains were the wretched Captive's Dole,  
The pinching Fetters reached his Soul,   

verse 19 Till Time might for his Help provide,  
God's Word his faithful Wisdom tried:  
verse 20 Then sent the King, and eased him; He  
Who ruled the People, set him free.   

verse 21 Him o'er his Royal House preferred,  
To him his weighty Cares referred,  
verse 22 That Lords and Senators might know  
His Godlike Sense, and wiser grow.   

verse 23 Than down to Egypt Israel went,  
And there his Hoary Age was spent;  
verse 24 There God his fruitful Seed increased;  
With Strength, above their Enemies' blessed   

verse 25 But then their ancient Hate revived,  
And they his People's Fate contrived,  
verse 26 But, to divert their spiteful Blows,  
God Moses sent, and Aaron chose▪   

verse 27 They God's feared Will, at every Stroke,  
In Signs and dreadful Wonders spoke:  
verse 28 And Hellish Gloom, at his Command,  
Imprisoned all the groaning Land.   

verse 29 Their Streams were turned to poisonous Gore;  
The poisoned Fish overspread the Shoar.  
verse 30 Their Streams Frogs freckled Armies choked,  
And round their Royal Chambers croaked.    

Part 3.  

verse 31 He spoke, his Word the Dust alarmed  
And Lice in all their quarters swarmed.  
verse 32 He hurled down Monstrous Hails for Rains:  
And burning slashes raked the Plains.   

verse 33 Their Vines, their Figs, their Trees, the stroke  
Of his prodigious Thunders broke,  
verse 34 He spoke, the Locusts marching round,  
And unknown Infects swept the Ground.   

verse 35 Their Herbs and Grass, no more appeared,  
The Land of all its Fruits was cleared.  
verse 36 Their Firstborn fell, God's fatal stroke,  
Their early strength and Glory broke.   

verse 37 Then out their vigorous Tribes he said,  
With Jewels, Gold and Silver sped,  
verse 38 Tho' pillaged Egypt joyed to see,  
Themselves from Plagues and Terrors free   

verse 39 He cooled them with a Cloued by Day  
By Night Flames pointed out their Way.  
verse 40 They asklt, He gave them Quails for meat;  
And let them Bread of Angels eat.   

verse 41 He struck the Roclk, the Waters flowed  
And streams on parching Lands bestowed,  
verse 42 For now his sacred Oath recurred,  
To Abraham his unchanging Word.   

verse 43 He therefore bade his People be  
From Bonds, with joys triumphant, free,  
verse 44 And then consigned to Israel's Hands,  
The Neighbouring Towns, and Heathten Lands.   

verse 45 He freely all on them bestowed,  
That, sensible of what they owed,  
Their Seed, his Statures might record,  
And keep his Laws: O praise the Lord!     

Psal. cuj As the looth. cr Mr. Sandies 14th.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord! his Goodness praise!  
For sure his Boundless Mercy stands,  
verse 2 The strength of his Almighty Hands,  
His Honour, who can justly blaze?   

verse 3 Thrice happy they, who Judgement keep,  
And always righteous Laws pursue:  
verse 4 Lord, let me, as thy People do,  
By thy Salvation guarded, sleep!   

verse 5 To me thy Favour then shall show,  
That good thy chosen Friends; partake,  
That Mirth thy happy People make,  
Those Joys thy dear. Possessions know.   

verse 6 We, Lord, have, with our Fathers, sinned;  
Their, Crimes, their impious Crimes renewed,  
verse 7 Who thy Egytian Wonders viewed,  
But to Forgetfulness resigned;   

Forgot his Mercies stores, and near  
The Sea, so lately passed rebelled:  
verse 8 Yet still He, all their Fears dispelled,  
To make his Name and Power appear.   

verse 9 He cut the Seas, and dried the Sands,  
While they through Deeps, as Deserts, passed;  
verse 10 And brought them safe to shore at last,  
Redeemed from Perseuting Hands.   

verse 11 Their Foes the loosened Waveso'er slowed,  
Not one his wretched Life retrieved;  
Then they his Word a while believed,  
And Gratitude with Praises showed.   

verse 13 But soon they all his Works forgot,  
Nor his Divine Adviee improved;  
verse 14 Their raging Lusts his Anger moved,  
And made it in the Desert Hot.   

verse 15 And tho' he gave their Proud request,  
Their Stomaches easeless Hunger tore;  
verse 16 On Moses then their Envy bore  
And Aaron, God's Anointed Priest.   

verse 16 then Dathan's and Abivam's Crew,  
Earth's hollow gaping Womb devoured:  
verse 18 Fierce Lightnings on th' Assembly poured;  
And Flames the Godless Rebels flew.   

Part 2  

verse 19 Next, They the Calf in Horeb sramed;  
And to the senseless Idol bowed;  
verse 20 A grazing Brutes dead shape, aloud,  
They both their God and Guide proclaimed.   

verse 21 They ne'er on God, their Saviour, more;  
Nor Egypt's Slayish suffriiigs, thought;  
verse 22 What Wonders there his Hand had wrought,  
And on the Ocean's Purple shore.   

verse 23 He then their Ruin had decreed,  
But in his chosen Moses came,  
He stayed th' approaching dreadful Flame,  
And sacred Wrath, impetuous speed.   

verse 24 Yea, they the promised Land disdained,  
His Word with them no Credence found;  
verse 25 Base Murmurs filled their Tents around;  
And off they threw their Lords command.   

verse 26 Then God against them raised his Hands,  
That they in Desert wild's might die;  
verse 27 Their scattered Race confounded lie,  
And perish all in barbarous Lands.   

verse 28 Yet, unreclaimed the senseless Crew,  
Their Souls to peor's God bet raid.  
And eating Sacrisices made,  
To him; an Idol's Servants grew.   

verse 29 Thus they, with studied Art, rebelled,  
And out the Plague among them broke;  
verse 30 Till phineas, with a righteous stroke,  
The Plagues infectious Rage repelled.   

verse 31 That gallant Action raised his Fame,  
When God's just Wrath his Zeal atoned;  
His God the Righteous Action owned,  
And blest him with a Deathless Name.   

verse 32 Nay, more they durst their God provoke;  
At Massah's springs they mischies made:  
verse 33 Moses that meekest Soul betrays,  
Till Passion in him rashly spoke.    

Part 3.  

verse 34 The Nations, to Destruction doomed,  
By God's Command, they fond spared;  
verse 35 And for their Pity's just Reward,  
Their Sins, and all their Plagues, assumed.   

verse 36 Among a Thousand snares they fell,  
While to their graven Gods they bowed:  
verse 37 Their wretched Sons, and Daughters, vowed  
To Devils, they sacrisiced to Hell.   

verse 38 The Blood of Sons and Daughters round,  
Poor Inncent, to Idols flowed:  
Canaan a dismal shambles showed,  
And Infant Gore the Country drowned.   

verse 39 Their Works, and vile Inventions, both,  
Them to polluting Whoredoms drew,  
verse 40 Till God incensed against them grew,  
And could his own Possessions loath.   

verse 41 But God, with just Revenge, resigned  
Them to their domineering Foes;  
verse 42 Where, vexed with long oppressing Woes,  
Their Pride and losty Thoughts declined.   

verse 43 Oft saved they sinned as oft, and made  
His Vengeance prostcute their Crimes:  
verse 44 Yet in their darkest suffering Times,  
He saw and heard them while they prayed.   

verse 45 He called his Covenant to Mind,  
And Sympathised with all their Woes;  
verse 46 And soon their stubborn hearted Foes,  
Grew gentle, pitiful, and kind.   

verse 47 O save us, Lord! our Captived Race  
From Heathen Chains and Lands recall,  
That we may sing thy Praise, and fall  
With Thanks before thy Glorious Face,   

verse 48 The God of Israel's Name record.  
His Piaise from Age to Age refound;  
And let the joyful Tribes around  
Sing out Amen: o praise Lord!     

PSAL. cvij Part 1. Metre 1.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord! Exa't his Name;  
His Goodness celebrate!  
Let Age to Age resound his Fame,  
His bounteous Acts relate!  
verse 2 Sing to His Name, ye whom from Chains  
His peaceful Arm redeemed:  
O be his Praise in grateful Strains,  
His glorious Works esteemed.   

verse 3 He from Earth's utmost Quarters drew  
His lsrael's scattered Race;  
verse 4 And the wild Deserts wand'ring through,  
They found no Restingplace,  
verse 5 Tho'pinched with Hunger, scorched with Thirst,  
Their wasting Spirits failed;  
Yet with their pitying God at first  
Their humble Cries prevailed.   

verse 6 Thro'all their straits his careful Hand  
Was their unfailing Guide,  
verse 7 And smoothed their Ways, and made their Bands  
In well-built Towns reside.  
verse 8 O praise his Goodness! Praise his Name!  
His wondrous Mercies praise!  
Through all the World his Acts proclaim!  
His boundless Glories raise!   

Part 2. Metre 2.  

verse 9 Praise God His Springs we see  
Relieve the thirsty Soul;  
The hungry Wretch revives, when He  
Bestows his plenteous Dole!  
verse 10 But when they, foolish all,  
his gracious Laws abused,  
Despised their Maker's gentlest Call,  
And Love's soft Voice refused.   

verse 11 Then he the stubborn Crew  
In weighty Fetters chained;  
Death's Chains around the Rebels flew,  
And Woes their Souls restrained.  
verse 12 Yet, when oppressed, they bowed  
Beneath the dismal Weight;  
And when, in vain, they begged aloud  
For Men to ease their State.   

verse 13 When to their God they cried,  
And at his-Footstool laid  
Their pressing Griefs, and mortified,  
The softhing Rebe's prayed.  
verse 14 He cleared the Skies above,  
And every Slave unchained,  
And with warm Beams of gentlest Love  
The Sufferers entertained.   

verse 15 O praise, O praise his Name,  
His bounteous Acts declare!  
Let all Mankind with Thanks proclaim  
How great his Mercies are!    

Part 3. Metre 3. As the 100th.  

verse 16 Praise God At his Command the Gates  
Of massive Brass their Leaves unfold;  
No Bars of Steel, nor sturdy Grates  
Against his powerful Words can hold.   

verse 17 When Fools ', for Sins afflicted, grieved,  
And with their Sins their Judge provoked,  
verse 18 No Meats their Appetites relieved,  
Nor cased their Hunger's stickly Stroke.   

Their Stomaches loathed blessed Angels Food,  
Sweet Manna dropping from the Skies;  
And Quails disturbed their curdling Blood,  
Till Nature sunk without Supplies.   

verse 19 Yet when the fainting Sinners prayed,  
He heard, and heard them when they cried;  
God's Word their dying Swoons allayed,  
And Appetites and Food supplied.   

verse 20 New Life, new Spirits he bestowed  
Where fading Nature's Force declined;  
To them his healthful Favours showed,  
And their distempered Blood refined.   

verse 21 O praise our God Exalt his Name!  
Above the Skies exalt his Name!  
verse 22 Your Thanks with Sacrifice proclaim,  
And Trophies to his Goodness raise!    

Part 4. Metre 4. as the 148th  

verse 23 Such whose bold Courage o'er  
The restless Ocean flies.  
And fail from Shore to Shore,  
For wealthy Merchandise  
verse 24 Such Men may fee  
How wondrous there  
God's Works appear,  
How powerful Herald   

verse 25 For if in Storms he speak,  
The swelling Tempest roars;  
And foaming Billows break,  
And lash the bounding Shores.  
While Wind and Tide  
On rolling Seas,  
wherever they please,  
Triumphant ride.   

verse 26 Now high the towering Fleet  
On Watery Mountains rise,  
As if the Clouds they'd meet,  
Or brave the threatening Skies.  
Now down they come,  
Steep tumbling all,  
With dreadful Fall,  
To meet their Doom.   

verse 27 Strait every shattered Sail.  
Reels here, and staggers there,  
While horrid Storms prevail,  
And Courage yields to fear.  
All Hopes are lost,  
And in Black Night,  
Ships guideless quite,  
At random tossed.   

verse 28 But when on God they call,  
He hears their mournful Cries,  
verse 29 Loud Storms in Silence fall,  
And Light remounts the Skies:  
Rough Billows slake,  
And gentle Gales  
Swell all their Sails  
Their Port to make.   

verse 30 There with Delights unseigned  
The wearied Sailors rest:  
New Life and Safety gained  
Warms every fainting Breast.  
Joys sweeter taste,  
And the dear Shore  
Is va'ued more  
For Dangers past.   

verse 31 O praise, O praise the Lord,  
His Bounteous Actions praise!  
Let all the World record  
His Mercy's wondrous Ways.  
verse 32 In thickest Throngs  
Where Princes are,  
His Loves declare  
With grateful Songs.    

Part 4. Metre 4 As the 113th.  

verse 33 O praise the Lord; At his Commands  
Fair Streams desert the hirsty Lands,  
And Springs no more their Waters yield.  
verse 34 His Curse for Humane Crimes destroys  
Their blooming Hopes and ripening Joys,  
And sows with barren Salt the Field.  
verse 35 Yet for his own dear Servant's sakes  
He turns vast Lands to standing Lakes,  
And makes the Sands with Waters flow.  
verse 36 And then their hungry Troops he guides,  
And through the new-raised Fields divides,  
And makes new Towns and Cities grow.   

verse 37 With noblest Grains they sow their Fields,  
Rich Wines the grateful Vineyard yields;  
Their Crops are full, profound their Peace;  
verse 38 God's Blessing on their Labours waits,  
Their crowding Offspring throng their Gates,  
And all their pregnant Flocks increase.  
verse 39 But when his ancient Love's abused,  
His Counsels, his Commands refused,  
A sudden Change o'returns their State.  
Down falls their haughty Pride, their Race  
Incessant Wars And Plagues desace,  
Exposed to every Neighbour's Hare.   

verse 40 Their Princes with Contempt he treats,  
Confounds them in their proud Conceits,  
And lets their Hopes bewildered fall.  
verse 41 Then to the Poor despised before,  
Transfers his favouring Mercies store,  
And feeds, and multiplies them all.  
verse 42 Admire ye living Saints with Joy,  
(While silent impious Atheists lie)  
Admire his Providential Ways!  
verse 43 Let wise Men all their Thoughts confine,  
To meditare on Works Divine,  
And sing their great Protector's praise!     

PSAL. cviij. As the 110th  

verse 1 MY Heart is fixed, o God, my Heart  
Is fixed, thy losty Praise to sing,  
I'm ready with my noblest part,  
To praise my everlasting King,   

verse 2 Awake my Harp, awake my Lute,  
While I prevent the Morning's light.  
verse 3 And thy dear Praises prosecute,  
In all the wondering Nations fight.   

verse 4 Swift are the Clouds, and high the Skies,  
Above our Thoughts and Measures far:  
But higher, Lord, thy Mercies rise,  
More swift thy Truth's vast Conguests are   

verse 5 Lord, o'er the Skies thy Brightness show,  
Let all the Earth thy Glories see.  
verse 6 O hear, o save thy Servant! so  
I'll rescue those beloved by Theo.   

verse 7 God swore once by his Holiness  
And by his Oath my Joy maintains,  
I'll quick Shichcm's Fields possess,  
And measure Succoths fruitful Plains.   

verse 8 Fair Gileads mine, Manasses too,  
My Head on Ephraim's strength relies,  
The sceptre's Royal Indah's due,  
My Kingdom He with Laws supplies.   

verse 9 Moab, my meanest Slave shall be,  
And Edom prostrate at my Feet,  
And conquereed Palestina me  
With humble Tribute gladly meet.   

verse 10 Whoe'l me through Cities fortified,  
Or Edom's rocky Frontiers lead?  
verse 11 Lord, let thy Help so long denied,  
At last our fainting Armies head.   

verse 12 Up Lord! in times of Danger aid!  
For Humane Helps are only shows,  
verse 13 And valiant thro'thy Influence made,  
we'll trample o'er our vanquished Foes.    

PSAL. cix.  

verse 1 O Thou, dear God, of all my Praise,  
No longer silent go!  
verse 2 For sinful Men, in sinful Ways,  
And Traitors bolder grow.  
Against me-they their Rage excite,  
Their Tongues with Falsehood whet.  
verse 3 And me with Words of deadly spite,  
And causeless Hate beset.   

verse 4 They, for my kindness, prove my Foes,  
But I in silence pray.  
verse 5 Malice to Goodness they oppose,  
And Love with Hate repay.   

verse 6 Make Him some wicked Tyrant's slave,  
Let Satan bind his hands!  
verse 7 And Sins severest Sentence have,  
When He in judgement stands!   

verse 8 Nay, let his very Prayers be Sin!  
verse 9 His Days be dark, and few!  
That Office fix another in,  
Which to himself was due!  
No Father let his Children see,  
His widowed Wife go mourn!  
verse 10 His Offspring common Vagrants be,  
Exposed to Want and Scorn!   

Their Bread from cruel Hands entreaty,  
verse 11 The Griping-Usurers trade,  
Seize all his Wea'th, and every Cheat,  
His Pains and Gains invade!  
verse 12 No Mercy let his Cries engage,  
Nor all his Orphan race,  
verse 13 But sink'um all! in one short Age,  
Their very Names deface!   

Part 2.  

verse 14 In God's revenging Presence let,  
Their Father's Crimes remain!  
No length of Time, or Years, forget  
Their Mother's viler stain!  
verse 15 Let them God's sleeping Vengeance move,  
Their Memory to destroy.  
verse 16 Since Grace could ne'er his Soul improve,  
Not Love his Thoughts employ.   

But the dear Man, to Sorrows born,  
With humblest Thoughts inclued;  
The broken Heart with Anguish torn,  
His bloody Hate pursued  
verse 17 Cursing, and hellish Words he loved,  
His Lot may Curses be!  
His Heart no Blessings e'er approved,  
Let him no Blessing see!   

verse 18 He Curses for a Garment used,  
And with their poisonous draught  
His Bowels washed, like Oil diffused,  
Quite through his Bones they wrought.  
verse 19 May He not other Garments wear  
But Curses closely bound;  
And Curses for a Girdle bear  
To gird him duly round!   

verse 20 Be this the Just reward of those,  
From God's revenging Hand;  
Whose spiteful Words my Life oppose,  
And who against me stand.  
verse 21 But Lord for thy Names sake appear!  
My Party kindly own!  
Thy Mercy's Gooed; o let it here  
To vescue Me be shown!    

Part 3.  

verse 22 For wretched and afflicted I  
With inward Wounds decay,  
verse 23 And like an Evening Shadow fly,  
Or Locusts hurled away.  
verse 24 My Knees with tedious Fast fail,  
And all my Leanness see,  
verse 25 My Foes with brutish scorn assail,  
And shake their Heads at me.   

verse 26 Help o My God o save Me! show  
Thy farmer Mercies now!  
verse 27 That all thy Love to me may know  
Thy Helps dear Lord allow!  
verse 28 Then let them Curse me still! on me  
Thy Blessings Lord bestow!  
Let Them, their own Confusion see,  
But me thy gladness know!   

verse 29 When great they seem, like some large Cloak  
Let Shame be round them roul'd!  
verse 30 And I'll thy Name in Crowds invoke,  
Thy Praise at large unfold:  
verse 31 For God still by the Poor Man's side,  
With sure assistance stands:  
His Soul with saving Wings to hid,  
From partial Judges Hands.     

PSAL. CX.  

verse 1" SIT here on my Right Hand! the Lord  
Thus to my Lord, has said  
Till thou shalt see thy Foes abhorred,  
Beneath thy Footstool laid;  
verse 2 From Zions Hill thy regal claim,  
Thy Sceptre first shall rise,  
Thence Reign and with thy awful Name,  
Command thy Enemies,   

verse 3 When thy Prodigious Might appears,  
Thy ready Armies move;  
And Preach those happy gladsome years,  
The Reign of boundless Love:  
Tho' at a mighty distance now,  
The careless People stand,  
To Thee they'I then as swiftly flow,  
And own thy ruling Hand.   

Washed from their Crimes and snowy white.  
Their Tempers undefiled,  
And clothed with Innocence and Light,  
And like their Matter mild.  
These Conquests first belonged to Thee,  
 dewy Morning's rose,  
Or Time could through Eternity,  
Thy sacred Birth disclose.   

verse 4 Then by himself thy Father swore,  
And shook his awful Throne,  
And when swift Time shall be no more,  
He'el that Engagement own.  
" thou'rt an Eternal Priest, to Thee  
" There's no succeeding Heir.  
" And like Melchisedes shalt be,  
" And Crown, and Mitre wear.   

verse 5 The Lord shall in his angry Day,  
Rebellious Kings destroy.  
verse 6 Among the Gentiles fierce'y sway,  
And fill his own with Joy.  
But where boed Opposition reigns,  
The slughtered Corpses round,  
And dying Kings shall spread the Plains,  
And slain the purple Ground.   

verse 7 But he before the Conquest gained,  
The Rage of Thirst shall know,  
With Sorrow's streams be entertained,  
And drink of deadly Woe;  
Till, all those Difficulties past,  
His Glory's largely spread,  
And all shall see the Crown at last,  
On his victorious Head.    

PSAL. cxj  

O Praise the Lord! my Heart, prepare  
To praise the mighty Lord!  
wherever his blessed Assemblies me  
Will I his Name record.  
verse 2 Great are his Works, and earnestly  
By Men of Wisdom sought:  
verse 3 His Works are all with Majesty,  
And comely Beauty wrought:   

His Righteousness eternally  
Shall, with his Works, endure  
verse 4 In grateful Minds; his Clemency,  
And his Compassions sure.  
verse 5 For those who fear his sacred Name;  
The Lord at large provides:  
His ancient Covenant the same  
Still in his Thoughts abides.   

verse 6 The Might where with his Works are wrought  
He to his People shows;  
And Portions, from the Gentiles brought,  
On them at large bestows.  
verse 7 His Works in Truth and Judgement done,  
His Precepts just and sure;  
verse 8 As first in Righteousness begun,  
Through every Age endure.   

verse 9 The Lord his People once, redeemed,  
And gave them lasting Laws;  
And still his holy Name, esteemed,  
Our Veneration draws.  
verse 10 True Wisdom springs from Godly Fear:  
An Understanding pure  
Will in Obedience best appear,  
And its just: Praise endure.    

PSAL. cxij  

O Praise the Lord! All Blessings wait  
On him who fears his Name;  
In whom his just Commands create  
Pure Love's immortal Flame.  
verse 2 Mighty on Earth his Seed shall be,  
His Generation blessed:  
verse 3 His Righteousness shall last, and he  
In Wealth and Plenty rest,   

verse 4 To Men of upright Hearts the Light,  
Through gloomy Darkness, shines.  
Mercy's the righteous Man's Delight:  
To Love his Soul inclines.  
verse 5 He's pitiful to Men distressed,  
And lends to those in Need:  
In Judgement, from his milder Breast  
No cruel Words proceed.   

verse 6 He ne'er shall move; his Memory  
Shall ever sweetly last:  
verse 7 From Fear, through heavy Tidings, free;  
His Heart in God be fast.  
verse 8 His Heart, from cold Despair secured,  
Can on his God repose,  
Till of the Down-fall he's assured  
Of all his angry Foes.   

verse 9 With plenteous Doles his liberal Hand  
The needy Poor supp'ies:  
His Righteousness shall ever stand;  
His Strength, with Honour rise.  
verse 10 Ill Men, enraged, his Happiness  
With envious Eyes shall view;  
And gnash, and pine; and deep Distress  
Their blasted Hopes pursue.    

PSAL. cxiij. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord! his Praises sing,  
Ye Servants of th' Eternal King!  
verse 2 Bless, ever bless his sacred Name!  
verse 3 From the first Blush's of the Day,  
Till Night her sable Wings display,  
His Name's immortal Praise proclaim!  
verse 4 The Lord o'er all the Nations reigns:  
The Lord's illustrious Glory stains  
The brightest Star, the clearest Sky.  
verse 5 What Man, what God, would we compare:  
With Him, whose lofty Dwellings are,  
Above all heavens, exalted high?   

verse 6 Yet thence his Providential Eyes  
Survey the never-resting Skies,  
And all our humble World below.  
verse 7 He helps the Wretched from the Floor;  
And from the Dunghill lifts the Poor;  
His Goodness, and his Strength to show.  
verse 8 Thence, He exalts their meaner Fate  
To Majesty, and Princely State;  
And bids'em Crowns and Sceptres claim.  
verse 9 He makes the barren Womb conceive,  
O'er-joyed a youthful Race to leave.  
O praise! o ever praise his Name.    

Another Metre.  

verse 1 PRaise God o praise the Lord,  
Ye Saints, with one Accord!  
His hoIy Name, with Praise, proclaim;  
His holy Acts record!  
verse 2 His Name with Praise attend,  
Till Time itself shall end!  
verse 3 His Fame display, from dawning Day,  
Till Night's dark Shades descend.   

verse 4 God's o'er the Nations, high:  
His Glories pass the Sky.  
verse 5 What God's adored as our great Lord;  
Or with his Height can vie?  
verse 6 Yet, condescending, He  
Through Heaven and Earth can see,  
verse 7 The Poor to raise, who spend their Days  
In Want and Misery.   

verse 8 His Smiles with Honour grace  
Those who the Dust embrace;  
With Kings to vie in Majesty,  
And rule his chosen Race.  
verse 9 At his All-quick'ning Word  
The barren Womb's restored,  
With Joy t'embrace a lively Race.  
Praise then, o praise the Lord!    

PSAL., cxiv.  

verse 1 WHen Israel's Tribes, when Jacob's Race  
From barbarous Egypt went,  
verse 2 Then Judab was his holy Place,  
Israel his Government.  
verse 3 The Seas and Jordan saw their God,  
Advancing in their Head:  
The Seas, amazedly parting, stood,  
And Jordan backward fled.   

verse 4 The Mountains, at the dreadful Sight,  
Leaped up like frighted Rams:  
The Hills, with the surprising Fright,  
Skip'd like the trembling Lambs.  
verse 5 What terrified the parting Seas,  
That they divided stood?  
What Fears could Jordan's Currents seize,  
Or turn his hasty Flood?   

verse 6 What made the lofty Mountains leap,  
So like the frighted Rams?  
The little Hills on crowded Heaps  
To run, like trembling Lambs?  
verse 7 Ne'er ask the Cause! When Jacob's God  
Appears, with Glories crowned,  
His dreadful Looks, his awful Nod,  
The trembling World confound.   

verse 8 And when his thirsty Nation prays,  
He turns the Rocks to Springs:  
And from dry Flints, by wondrous Ways,  
Unceasing Fountains brings.    

Another Metre: As the 113th.  

verse 12 Isreal, of old, their Maker chose  
His Empire, and his Name's Repose;  
And, more than all the Nations loved:  
And with his own Almighty Hand,  
From cruel Egyst's barbarous Land,  
Their happy Tribes in Peace removed.  
verse 3 The Sea his marching Armies viewed;  
The Sea a while, as doubtful, stood;  
But soon, with wild Amazement, fled.  
Old Jordan's Streams, with headlong Haste,  
Astonished Merom's Waves repassed,  
And backward flew, to find their Head.   

verse 4 The Mountains Vast, which proudly bore  
Their Heads above the Clouds before,  
Like Rems, from their Foundations leaped  
The lesser Hills, as frighted Lambs  
Run trembling to their helpless Dams,  
Beneath their Parent-Mountains crept.  
verse 5 What made the Seas, divided, fly?  
What made old Jordan's Waters try,  
With backward Streams, to find their Spring?  
verse 6 What made the Mountains leap, like Rams?  
The lesser Hills, like trembling Lambs,  
Close to their Parent Mountains cling?   

verse 7 Slightly, alas! they moved or feared!  
At him the World amazed appeared  
The World before its Maker quakes:  
His look who now in Jacob reigns,  
And there his holy House maintains,  
The settled frame of Nature shakes.  
verse 8 Let then the Seas desert the Shore,  
Let Jordan's Banks be filled no more,  
Let barren Sands around us lie,  
Our God can change with wondrous ease  
The Flints to Springs, the Rocks to Seas,  
And all his People's Wants supply.    

PSAL. cxv.  

verse 1 To us, dear Lord, to us no Praise,  
But to thy Name is due;  
For Mercy lays thy gracious Ways,  
And all thy Words are true,  
verse 2 Why should the, foolish Gentiles cry,  
Where's He whom God they call?  
verse 3 Our God's on High above the Sky,  
And acts his Pleasure all.   

verse 4 Their Gods of other Tempers are,  
Fine Silver, weighty Gold:  
And Men With care such Gods prepare,  
And then their Gods uphold.  
verse 5 They ne'er could speak, and ne'er could see,  
Tho' made with Mouths and Eyes,  
verse 6 And louder he than Storms must be,  
Who can their Ears surprise.   

The strongest Stench, the noblest Sweet  
Their Nostrils can't invade;  
verse 7 Their Hands can't meet, nor feel; their Feet  
Were ne'er for walking made.  
With all abusive Scorns appear  
Before their Deities,  
Yet shan't you there one Murmur hear,  
So still their Anger lies.   

verse 8 Wise as their senseless Gods are those  
Who first advanced the Trade,  
And such are those whose Souls repose  
On what their Hands have made.   

Part 2.  

verse 9 O ye of Jacob's wiser Seed,  
On God securely trust!  
He'll help with speed in times of need,  
And ever shield the just.  
verse 10 O ye of Aaron's sacred Breed,  
On God securely trust!  
He'll help with speed in times of need,  
And ever shield the Just.   

verse 11 The who With Fear your Maker heed,  
In him securely trust;  
He'll he'p with speed in times of need,  
And still defend the Just.  
verse 12 The Lord has Kept us still in mind,  
His Priests shall all be blest.  
Our Tribes shall find his Blessings kind  
On all their Dwellings rest.   

verse 13 The Lord will all his Servants bless,  
The Rich, Poor, Young and old;  
verse 14 And Happiness with vast access  
Shall you and yours uphold.  
verse 15 You're by that great Creator blest,  
Who bade theWorld to rise  
verse 16 And who possessed of sacred Rest,  
Lives high above the Skies.   

verse 17 O'er Earth, and all that Earth contains,  
For mortal Men designed,  
Man freely reigns, and God maintains  
The Gift to them resigned.  
verse 18 The Dead, nor those can blaze thy Fame,  
Who sink to silence down;  
verse 19 But we thy Name with Praise proclaim,  
And endless Blessings crown.     

PSAL. cxvi.  

verse 1 THe Lord who heard my Voice and Prayer,  
My Lord my Love shall be;  
verse 2 On him I'll call with constant Care,  
Who bowed his Ear to me.  
verse 3 The Chains of Death engaged me round,  
Me hellish Pains surprised,  
And Troubles oft, and Anguish found,  
And Sorrows exercised.   

verse 4 Then in the Lord's prevailing Name.  
To God I humbly prayed,  
Thy Help, thy Favour, Lord, I claim,  
My soul, dear Saviour, aid!  
verse 5 The Lord is kind, and righteous too,  
And Mercy freely shows,  
verse 6 He helps the weak, and swiftly flew  
To save my soul from Woes.   

verse 7 Turn then my Soul, return, to Rest!  
The Lord was kind to thee,  
verse 8 Through him I 'scap'd Death's cold Arrest,  
My Eyes from Tears are free.  
He Keeps my Feet from Falls and I  
My Woes, by him, survive,  
verse 9 And in return I'll gratefully,  
As in his Presence, live.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 So I believed, and so I spoke,  
But sore afflicted I  
verse 11 Thus out in hasty Passion broke;  
Men sure are sold to lie.  
verse 12 But what Returns, Lord, shall I make  
For all thy Loves to me?  
verse 13 Thy Blessed Cup with Praise I'll take,  
And duly call on Thee.   

verse 14 My Vows to God I'll, offer here,  
Abroad in open Light;  
verse 15 The Death of all his Saints is dear  
In their Redeemer's Sight.  
verse 16 Lord, I'm thy Servant, humbly I  
Myself thy Servant own,  
Thy Handmaid's Son, from Slavery  
By Thee discharged alone.   

verse 17 To Thee the Sacrifice of Praise  
My Sacrifice shall be;  
And in the Lords great Name I'll raise  
My suppliant Hands to Thee.  
verse 18 Here, Lord, to Thee I'll pay my Vows  
In all the People Sight,  
verse 19 In Salem, in thy holy House;  
O praise the Lord of Might!     

PSAL. cxvij.  

verse 1 O Praise th' Eternal Lord,  
Ye Nations all around!  
His Goodness through the World record,  
His glorious Acts resound!  
verse 2 On us, and all our Race,  
His Mercy largely flows,  
His Truth no Time can e'er deface,  
Nor Force his Power oppose.    

Or thus.  

verse 1 PRaise God o praise our mighty Lord,  
Ye Nations all around!  
His Goodness through the W'ored record,  
His wondrous Acts resound!  
verse 1 For on ourselves, and all our Race  
His Mercy largely flows,  
His Truth no Time can e'er deface,  
Nor Force his Arm oppose.    

PSAL. cxviij.  

verse 1 THe Lord, the great Jehovah praise,  
He's good in all his Ways:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
His Goodness ne'er decays,  
verse 2 Let Jacob's long protected Race  
Adore his wondrous Grace,  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure;  
When Time resigns his Place.   

verse 3 Let Aaron's sacred Helts proclaim  
The Lords exalted Name:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
His Goodness still the same.  
verse 4 O ye who God's Commands obey,  
With grateful Praises say,  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
His Mercies ne'er decay.   

verse 5 In straits I called on Him, and He  
From Streights soon set me free  
verse 6 To God I'm Dear, and ne'er can fear  
What Man can do to me.  
verse 7 The Lord, among my kindest Friends,  
His own Assistance sends.  
My longing Eye shall soon descry  
My Foes expected Ends.   

verse 8 In God the Lord it's better far  
To trust: our Hopes and Care,  
Then to repose our Hopes in those,  
Who wretched Mortals are.  
verse 9 In God the Lord it's better far  
To fix our Hopes and Care,  
Then to repose our Trust in those  
Who mighty Princes are.   

Part 2.  

verse 10 I, When the Nations round me plied,  
In God their Strength defied;  
verse 11 They compassed me, but easily  
I so their Force out-vy'd.  
verse 12 Tho' me, like Bees, they closely plied,  
Like blazing Thorns they died:  
In God's great Name I quenched their Flame;  
And all their Strength defied.   

verse 13 Oft hast thou pushed unmanly Foe,  
To work my overthrow;  
But through Gods-Aid, tho' oft afraid,  
I still in Safety go.  
verse 14 God by his Might has made me strong,  
My God's my daily Song;  
Salvation He ordained for me,  
Who to himself belong.   

verse 15 Sweet Tunes of Joy and Health abide  
Where righteous Men reside;  
God's Hand is grown renowned alone,  
For Deeds of Valour-tryed.  
verse 17 His Hand's alone deservedly named;  
His Hand on high proclaimed,  
His Hand is grown renowned alone;  
For valiant Actions famed.   

verse 17 I still shall live, and still declare,  
How great his Actions are.  
verse 18 I felt his Rod, but still my God  
My Life would kindly spare.  
verse 19 Let the wide Gates of Righteousness  
Now grant me free access;  
I'll gladly there with Thanks appear,  
And God my Saviour bless.    

Part 3.  

verse 20 Gods House his holy Gates are near;  
The Righteous enter there:  
verse 21 I'll praise the Lord, his Help record,  
Who would his Suppliant hear.  
verse 22 That Solid Rock, that Noble Stone  
Off by the Builders thrown;  
Now all the Coins securely joins,  
And makes the Building One.   

verse 23 The Lords great Work it was, and we  
Amazed the Wonder see.  
verse 24 God made this Day, now Joys shall sway,  
And Mirth triumphant be.  
verse 25 Hear, Lord, o save at last, and make  
Our favoured Actions take,  
Our Business bless with kind Success,  
Lord, for thy Mercy's sake!   

verse 26 O blessed be He who kindly came  
In God's Almighty Name!  
You who before his House adore,  
To you we wish same.  
verse 27 Us God the Lord with Light supplies,  
O bind the Sacrifice!  
With Cords it nigh his Altars tie,  
Till there it bleeds and dies.   

verse 38 Thou, Lord, art God alone to me,  
I'll Praises sing to Thee.  
By me thy Name, thy glorious Fame  
Shall still exalted be.  
verse 29 The Lord our great Jehovah praise!  
He's good in all his Ways;  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
His Mercy ne'er decays.     

PSAL. cxix. Aleph, 1. Beth, 2.  

verse 1 BLest are the Men whose perfect Ways  
Gods purer Laws confine,  
verse 2 Who keep his Word, and all their Days  
To Him in Heart incline.  
verse 3 No Sins to such can pleasing be  
As by his Orders move.  
verse 4 And thou commandedst, Lord, that we  
Thy Rules should keep and love.   

verse 5 Oh that my Footsteps guided sure,  
Can by thy Statutes tread!  
verse 6 Then should I live from Shame secure,  
When thy Commands I read.  
verse 7 I'll praise thee with an upright Heart,  
When I thy Judgements know.  
verse 8 I'll keep thy Laws; o ne'er depart!  
To me no Stranger grow!   

verse 9 How may a Youth his Ways improve?  
If he thy Word obey.  
verse 10 To Thee with all my Soul I move,  
O never let me stray!  
verse 11 I in my Bosom hid thy Word,  
From Sin to guard my Heart.  
verse 12 To me, b'est God, thy Grace afford,  
And all thy Laws impart!   

verse 13 Thy Judgements, Lord, my Soul esteems,  
My ready Lips declare;  
verse 14 To me thy Word more pleasing seems,  
Then noblest Treasures are.  
verse 15 I on thy Precepts meditate,  
Thy Laws before me set;  
verse 16 Thy Statutes all my Joys create,  
Thy Words I ne'er forget.   

Gimel, 3. Daleth, 4.  

verse 17 Oh let me live! my God be kind,  
So I thy Words shall keep.  
verse 18 Unclose my: Eyes, by Nature blind,  
To view thy Wonders deep!  
verse 19 O don't from me a Stranger, Lord,  
Thy Testimonies hid!  
verse 20 For constant Cares to get thy Word,  
My longing Soul divide.   

verse 21 Thy Judgements break the cursed Proud,  
Who from thy Precepts stray.  
verse 22 Me, Lord, from flouting Scorners shroud,  
For I thy Words obey!  
verse 23 Great Kings in Council cursed my Name,  
But I thy Statutes chose.  
verse 24 Thy Statutes all my Joys inflame,  
My Counsels all compose.   

verse 25 My Soul, Lord, for thy Promise spare,  
In Dust which prostrate lies.  
verse 26 Thou hearest how I thy Ways declare,  
O teach, and make me wise.  
verse 27 O Make me know thy Precepts, so  
I'll spread thy Works the more.  
verse 28 My Heart, with melting Cares brought low,  
Lord, by thy Word restore!   

verse 29 From me all lying Ways remove,  
To me thy Laws impart.  
verse 30 For all the Paths of Truth I love,  
Thy Judgements fill my Heart.  
verse 31 I to thy Laws adhere, dear God,  
From Shame my Life discharge!  
verse 32 I'll run the Ways thy Saints have trod,  
If thou my Heart enlarge.    

He, 5. Vau, 6.  

verse 33 Lord, teach me thy commanded way,  
And I'll observe it still.  
verse 34 My Heart let Understanding sway,  
Thy Laws my Heart shall fill.  
verse 35 By thy Commands, o make me tread,  
For them I dearly love.  
verse 36 Let no false Lusts my Heart misled,  
While by thy Rules I move!   

verse 37 From Vanity, o turn my Eyes,  
And make me live to Thee!  
verse 38 Thy Word on which my Soul relies,  
And fears, make good to me!  
verse 39 Reproach from me and Scandal take,  
But, Lord, thy Judgements give!  
verse 40 I for thy Precepts long, o make  
Me by thy Justice live!   

verse 41 Thy Mercy, thy Salvation too,  
As promised, Lord, bestow!  
verse 42 So shall I hush the scornful Crew,  
And yet more faithful grow.  
verse 43 Never, o never, Lord, withdraw  
Thy Word and Truth from me!  
verse 44 So thy just Judgements and thy Law  
My constant Guides shall be.   

verse 45 My happy Course at last I'll steer,  
In thy Commands secure.  
verse 46 Thy Testimonies Kings shall hear,  
Yet I no shame endure  
verse 47 I'll in thy loved Commands delight,  
For them my Hands I'll raise.  
verse 48 Thy Statutes study Day and Night,  
And thy Commandments praise.    

Zain, 7. Cheth, 8.  

verse 49 Thy Word once passed, remember, Lord,  
In which thou mad'st me trust.  
verse 50 Thy Word my dropping Soul restored,  
verse 51 The scoffing Proud my Soul deride,  
Yet I thy Laws pursue.  
verse 52 With me thy Judgements passed abide,  
And all my Joys renew.   

verse 53 I trembled at their dreadful Fate,  
Who from thy Precepts strayed;  
verse 54 But them I in my banished State,  
My daily Music made.  
verse 55 Lord, on thy Name I muse by Night,  
And keep thy Righteous Laws:  
verse 56 Such Blessings from thy favouring Sight,  
A just Obedience draws.   

verse 57 thou'rt all my Portion, Lord, I said  
I'd keep thy sacred Word:  
verse 58 And for thy Grace devoutly prayed,  
Thy Grace, Dear Lord, afford!  
verse 59 I weighed my Works, and so thy Ways  
My careful Footstop traced:  
verse 60 And that I might thy Laws obey,  
I flew with winged haste,   

verse 61 Tho' impious Bunds my Wealth surprise,  
I can't forget thy Ways  
verse 62 But I, when I at Midnight rise,  
Thy rightéous Judgements praise.  
verse 63 I love their Company, who fear  
Thy Name, and keep thy Word.  
verse 64 Thy Mercies round the World appear,  
Thy Statutes teach me, Lord!    

Teth, 9 Jod, 10.  

verse 65 Lord, from thy Hands I Good receive,  
For all thy Words are true.  
verse 66 Teach me, since I thy Laws believe,  
Good Sense and Knowledge too!  
verse 67 I sinned, till by Affliction taught  
Thy sacred Words to know.  
verse 68 For me all Good thy Hands have wrought,  
To me thy Statutes show!   

verse 69 The Proud assaued my Soul with lies,  
But I sincerely move.  
verse 70 And while their Hearts with Fatness rise,  
Thy Laws entirely love.  
verse 71 Lashed by thy Rod, my Heart inclines  
To keep thy Laws with Care.  
verse 72 Those Laws which richer far than Mines  
Of Gold and Silver are.   

verse 73 Thy Hands have made and fashioned me,  
Thy Judgements make me know!  
verse 74 So thy pleased Saints my Care shall see,  
While in thy Paths I go.  
verse 75 I know thy Judgements Lord are just,  
Thy Love afflicted me.  
verse 76 Make good thy Word! my Comfort must  
Alone descend from Thee.   

verse 77 Lord send thy Mercys! quickened so  
I'll in the Laws delight.  
verse 78 Let shame thy treacherous Proud overthrow  
But I'll thy Laws recite.  
verse 79 O let thy Saints, who know thy Will,  
With me as Friends appear!  
verse 80 When my sound Heart thy Statutes fill,  
I no Disgrace can fear.    

Caph, 11. Lamed, 12.  

verse 81 Thy Health my longing Soul desires,  
And on thy Promise waits.  
verse 82 And while thy Comforts it requires,  
My Sight with Woes abates.  
verse 83 Dried up with Grief my strength appears,  
Yet I thy Laws retain.  
verse 84 How many are thy Servant's days?  
O now my Foes restrain!   

verse 85 The Proud for me their Pitts have made,  
Against thy righeous Law.  
verse 86 Me from their Wrongs by thy kind Aid,  
And Faithful Precepts draw!  
verse 87 Lord They'd consumed me quite, but I  
ne'er from thy Precepts went.  
verse 88 In Goodness raise my Soul! I'll try  
To keep thy Testament.   

verse 89 Firm Lord as Heaven thy Promise stands.  
verse 90 Thy Truth from Age to Age,  
The Earth, formed by thy mighty Hands,  
Stands by thy Patronage.  
verse 91 All by thine Ordinance insured,  
To Thee their Service pay:  
verse 92 But Woes rny Ruin had procured,  
But that I kept thy Way.   

verse 93 I'll ne'er forget thy Precepts kind,  
Since oft by them revived.  
verse 94 I'm thine, o save me! for my Mind  
Has on thy Precepts lived.  
verse 95 The Wicked watched to ruin me,  
But I thy Statutes read;  
verse 96 And th' end of all Perfection see,  
But those all Bounds exceed.    

Man, 13, Nun, 14.  

verse 97 Lord, how I love thy Laws! by those  
My serious Studies move;  
verse 98 By them I far above my Foes,  
In Wisdom's Rules improve.  
verse 99 Thy Testimonies teach me more  
Than all my Teachers know.  
verse 100 I by thy Statutes wise before  
My reverend Elders grow.   

verse 101 My Feet all wicked Ways declined,  
To keep thy sacred Word.  
verse 102 Thy Judgements duly used my Mind  
With Heavenly Wisdom stored  
verse 103 Honey to those pure Sweets must yield,  
With which thy Words are blest:  
verse 104 So I with thy wise Precepts filled,  
All lying Ways detest.   

verse 105 Thy glorious Words my Footsteps guide,  
And fill my Paths with Light:  
verse 106 I've sworn, and as by Oath I'm tied,  
I'll keep thy Judgements right.  
verse 107 I'm much distressed: o by thy Word,  
My fainting Soul revive!  
verse 108 Accept my willing Praises Lord,  
To me thy Judgements give!   

verse 109 Tho' in my Hands my Life I bear,  
I can't forget thy Law.  
verse 110 Nor can the Sinners crafty Snare,  
From that my Soul withdraw.  
verse 111 Thy Will's th' Inheritance designed,  
For my rejoicing Heart,  
verse 112 Which to thy Statutes all inclined,  
From Them can ne'er departed.    

Samech, 15. Gnain, 16.  

verse 113 I love thy Laws; but those that own,  
All vain Opinions hate.  
verse 114 Thou art my Covering Shield alone,  
And on thy Word I wait,  
verse 115 Begun ye sinful Crew! for I  
At pure Obedience aim.  
verse 116 With promised Help my Life supply,  
And guard my Hope from shame!   

verse 117 Uphold me, then I'm safe, and I  
Shall all thy Laws respect.  
verse 118 Trod down by thee those Stragglers die  
Who Cheats and Lies project.  
verse 119 Thy dear loved Word, like Dross, the Bands  
Of Sinners purged away.  
verse 120 And I the Judgements of thy Hands,  
With awful Fear survey.   

verse 121 I've done what's Just and Right; o save  
Me from Oppressions Force!  
verse 122 Thy kind Assurance Lord I crave,  
To stop the Tyrant's Course:  
verse 123 My Eyes for thy Salvation fail  
And promised Righteousness,  
verse 124 With me, Dear Lord, in Mercy deal,  
And with Me Statutes bless!   

verse 123 Make Me thy Servant Wise; I'll then  
Thy Testimonies know!  
verse 126 Help Lord, its time! lest impious Men,  
Thy Law should overthrow.  
verse 127 For this I love thy Precepts more,  
Then heaps of purest Gold;  
verse 128 I know their Justice, but abhor,  
The Paths which Lies uphold.    

Pe, 17. Tsadi, 18.  

verse 129 Thy Testimonies wondrous are!  
My Soul to keep them tries,  
verse 130 Thy Words explained, the Truth declare,  
And make the Simplest wise.  
verse 131 Thy Words more sweet than cooling Winds,  
To fainting Spirits are.  
verse 132 That Pity those who love Thee find,  
O let thy Servant share!   

verse 133 If by thy Rule thou fix my Ways,  
No Sinn shall conquer me.  
verse 134 And me from Man's Oppression raise,  
Then mine, thy Laws shall be.  
verse 135 Smile Lord on me, and let thy Laws  
Thy Servants Soul convert!  
verse 136 Tears drown my flowing Eyes, because  
Vain Men thy Laws desert,   

verse 137 Essential Justice Reigns in Thee,  
Thy Judgements all are rights.  
verse 138 Thy Testimonies faithfully,  
To Righteousness excite.  
verse 139 Zeal burns me up because my Foes,  
Thy sacred Word forget.  
verse 140 That Word which as it purely flows,  
On it my Heart is set.   

verse 141 I'm Lord despised and mean, but still  
My Soul thy Law retains.  
verse 142 Thy Laws, the Truth, thy Righteous Will,  
From Age to Age remains.  
verse 143 Delight to me, though compassed round,  
With Woes, thy Statutes give.  
verse 144 Their Justice every Age has found;  
O make me Wise to Live!    

Koph, 19 Resch 20.  

verse 145 I cry aloud; Lord, hear my cry,  
I'll keep thy Statutes sure  
verse 146 I Pray, o save me, and I'll try  
Thy Testimonies pure.  
verse 147 My Cries Days early dawn prevent,  
While for thy Word I Wait.  
verse 148 All Night my wakeful Heart's intent,  
On them to meditate,   

verse 149 O Hear me, and my Spirits by,  
Thy Judgements Lord renew!  
verse 150 For they approach who virtue Fly,  
And Mischiefs ways pursue.  
verse 158 Thou Lord art ever near to Thine,  
And thy Commands are True.  
verse 152 I knew long since thy Laws Divine,  
Were strong and lasting too.   

verse 153 Weigh Lord, my sufferings! set Me free,  
Who don't forget thy Laws!  
verse 154 And for thy promise quicken me,  
O save and plead my Cause!  
verse 155 Salvations far from Sinners who,  
Thy Statutes ne'er pursue.  
verse 156 But as thy Mercys kindly flow,  
My strength, just God, renew!   

verse 157 Tho cruel Foes unnumbered are,  
I don't thy Laws decline.  
verse 158 But see with Grief how Sinners dare;  
Against thy Word combine.  
verse 159 See how I in thy Laws delight,  
In Love revive my Soul!  
verse 160 Truth found'st thy Word, thy Judgements right;  
Shall Times last Force control.    

Schin, 21. Than, 22.  

verse 161 Pursued by Kings, with Causeless Hate;  
Yet more thy Words I feared.  
verse 162 In me more Joys thy Words Create,  
Then Spoils in Battle cleared.  
verse 163 Lies I with Hate and scorn disclaim,  
But Love thy Laws to trust.  
verse 164 Seven times a day I praise thy Name,  
For all thy Judgements Just.   

verse 165 They live in Peace, who love thy Word,  
No Cares disturb their Rest.  
verse 166 I wait for thy Salvation, Lord,  
With thy Commandments blest.  
verse 167 My Soul thy Testimonies takes,  
And loves exceedingly.  
verse 168 Thy Laws its whole Employment makes;  
My ways before Thee lie.   

verse 169 Lord, let my Cries approach thy Place,  
Thy Statutes make me Wise!  
verse 170 My Prayers ascend, and from thy Face  
My Promised Rescue rise!  
verse 171 My Lips shall utter Praises well,  
When all thy Statutes taught;  
verse 172 And on thy Word, my Tongue shall dwell,  
And Orders justly wrought.   

verse 173 Lord help me with thy gracious Hand,  
For I thy Precepts chose.  
verse 174 I long for thy Salvation, and  
My Joy thy Laws compose.  
verse 175 O let me live and praise thy Name,  
Thy Judgements help my Cause!  
verse 176 And me, poor wand'ring Sheep, reclaim  
Who ne'er forget thy Laws!     

PSAL. cxx.  

verse 1 TO God in deep Distress, I cry  
Who bows his Ear to me.  
verse 2 My Soul, Dear Lord, from Lips which lie,  
And Tongues deceitful free!  
verse 3 What shall be paid, what done to Thee;  
Thou false deceitful Tongue?  
verse 4 Thy Portion burning Con's shall be,  
And Arrows from the strong.   

verse 5 Wo's me that I constrained so long,  
In Foreign Tents abide!  
Wo's me who banished thus among:  
Men used to Blood reside!  
verse 6 My Soul hath sojourned long with those,  
Who hate the Thoughts of Peace,  
verse 7 If I▪ the Name of Peace propose,  
Their Quarrels most increase.    

Another Metre, Proper Tune.  

verse 1 TO God in Troubles I  
And deep Distresses cry,  
And He receives my Prayer.  
2 Lord, save my Soul from those;  
Whose Lips with Falslhood close;  
Whose Tongues deceitful are.   

verse 3 What shall be paid to Thee,  
Or what thy Portion be  
Thou while deceitful Tongue?  
verse 4 Hot Coals of Juniper,  
Shalt thou from Justice bear,  
And Arrows of the strong,   

verse 5 Woe's me alas! that I  
Must through necessity,  
In dismal Tents abide!  
Woe's me! who must so long  
In Banishment, among  
Bloodthirsty Brutes reside!   

verse 6 My Soul has sojourned long  
With those who live by wrong,  
But hate the Thoughts of Peace.  
verse 7 When I for Peace would move  
That Peace I dearly love.  
Their Feuds and Jars increase.    

PSAL. cxxj.  

verse 1 UP to the Hills I lift my Eyes,  
From whence my Aids descend?  
verse 2 The Lord who made the Earth and Skies,  
Will sure assistance send.  
verse 3 he'll fix thy Foot secure: No sleeps  
Thy Watchman can surprise.  
verse 4 That God who Israel safely keeps,  
ne'er shuts his wakeful Eyes.   

verse 5 The Lord is thy Protector sure,  
And he defends thy Head  
Thy Maker will his shade secure  
O'er all thy Dwellings spread.  
verse 6 So all the Sun's fierce Summer Beams  
Shall never make thee ill.  
On thee the Moons unwholesome Gleams  
No hurtful Dews distil.   

verse 7 The Lord from Ills shall keep thee free,  
Thy Soul from Harms secure:  
verse 8 Go out, come in, he'll follow thee,  
His Love's unchanged endure.    

Another Metre: Proper Tune.  

verse 1 ABove the Hills I raise my Eyes,  
And thence assured expect,  
That God should me protect.  
verse 2 From God my certain Aid shall rise  
From that God whose Word gave Birth  
To the Skies, and humbler Earth.   

verse 3 No stumbling shall thy Feet surprise,  
Thy Guardian never sleeps,  
verse 4 That God who Israel keeps,  
Can never shut his wakeful Eyes;  
verse 5 But with his Protection blest,  
Thou beneath his Shade shalt rest,   

verse 6 The scorching Sun's directest Beams  
Unhurt thy Head shalt bear,  
And no Distemper fear:  
Nor shall the Moon's malignant Gleams,  
Poisonous Vapours, used to kill  
With her Midnight Dews distil.   

verse 7 The Lord from Harms shall keep thee free,  
And all those I is control,  
Which might affect thy Soul.  
verse 8 Go out, come in, he follows thee,  
And with Goodness thee secures,  
Which from Age to Age endures.    

PSAL. cxxij.  

verse 1 WIth Joy I heard the Captives cry,  
God's House is all our Quest.  
verse 2 Our wearied Steps shall cheerfully  
In Salem's Entrance rest.  
verse 3 As where sweet Peace and Beauty join,  
So Salem's Buildingsses grow;  
verse 4 And there God's holy Tribes combine,  
And to his Presence flow.   

There Israel's Testimony stands,  
And Gods great Name they praise.  
verse 5 The Throne of Justice there commands,  
And David's Offspring sways.  
verse 6 O pray for Salem's Peace! may those  
Who love thee prosper still!  
verse 7 May Peace thy Battlements compose,  
Thy Houses Plenty fill!   

verse 8 For my dear faithful brethren's sakes,  
O may thy Joys increase!  
And where my God his Dwelling makes,  
I'll seek thy Wealth and Peace.    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 I Herd with inward Joys  
The Captives cheerful Cries,  
Gods holy House is all our Quest.  
Our often wandering Feet  
In one Design shall meet,  
And in the Gates of Salem rest.   

verse 3 As where the Sweets of Peace  
With curious Arts increase;  
So Salem's happy Buildings rise,  
verse 4 For there the Tribes ascend,  
And Israel's God attend,  
And Thanks and Praises sacrifice.   

verse 5 There stands the Judgment-seat,  
There David once was great,  
And still it's to his Offspring due.  
verse 6 O pray for Salem's Peace!  
O may thy Friend's increase!  
And good Success their Loves pursue!  
verse 7 May Peace and Wealth abound  
Thy Walls and Houses round,  
And for my fairhful brethren's sakes,  
Thy Cause I'll countenance,  
Thy Good and Peace advance  
Where God his glorious Dwelling makes.    

PSAL. cxxiij.  

verse 1 UP toward thy Dwelling-place the Skies,  
Almighty Lord to Thee  
We raise our sad despairing Eyes,  
Consumed with Misery.  
verse 2 As some poor beaten Slave would watch  
His Master's angry Hands,  
Or some corrected Maid dispatch  
Her Mistress' Commands.   

Yet view each Look, each turning Glance,  
To find if Pity there  
Would in their smother Brows advance,  
Or in their Eyes appear.  
So justly we, chastised for Sins,  
In patiented Silence wait,  
Till God, once more appeased, gins  
To raise our mournful State.   

verse 3 Pity, o pity, Lord, our Woes!  
O hear our earnest Cries!  
And let thy Vengeance silence those  
Who our sad State despise  
verse 4 Enough, dear Lord, enough 've born  
The scoffing World's Abuse,  
And all that Insolence and Scorn,  
Which Pride and Wealth produce.    

PSAL. cxxiv.  

verse 1 HAd not the Lord our Cause maintained,  
Sing now, and show a grateful Mind.  
verse 2 Had not the Lord our Right sustained,  
When Men of Blood our Fall designed.   

verse 3 Our Land had been at once dovoured,  
All swallowed by the barbarous Foe;  
verse 4 As Brooks by mighty Rains o're-poured,  
At once the Neighbouring Meads o'erflow.   

verse 5 Thus had our happy Days been past,  
Our Hopes, our Joys, our Souls Destroyed.  
Our Foes yet scarce appeased at last,  
Or their inhuman Entrails cloyed.   

verse 6 But blessed, o ever blest be He  
Whose careful Love our Souls redeemed!  
And us from cruel Hands set free,  
His Name be praised, his Works esteemed.   

verse 7 We 'scap'd as little Birds escape,  
When just beneath the Fowler's Hand.  
Our God disclosed the Fatal Trap,  
And we, through Him, in Safety stand.   

verse 8 Let then the cruel World combine,  
And Malice private Plots devise,  
Our Help's at hand, our Hope divine  
On God, who made the World, relies.    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 THis grateful Song may show a grateful Mind.  
Had not the mighty God our Cause maintained  
verse 2 Had not our gracious Lord our Right sustained  
When cruel Men with barbarous Oaths combined  
And to destroy our hated Land designed.   

verse 3 Their Rage which for a proper Morsel sought,  
Their bloody Throats wide as Hell's dreadful Gate  
Had gorged our Church, & swallowed down the State  
verse 4-5 The Deeps the swelling Waves which proudly wrought.  
A Flood quite o'er our Souls at once had brought   

verse 6 O blessed be God who saved the trembling Prey:  
verse 7 Our Souls as Birds from crafty Fowlers freed,  
And broke the Snares, and our Escape decreed!  
verse 8 Our Souls for Help on Him alone shall stay,  
Who made the worlds, and whom the worlds obey.    

PSAL. cxxv.  

verse 1 THey fixed, as Sion's Mount, endure,  
Who in their Maker trust:  
verse 2 As Mountains salem's Walls secure,  
So God secures the Just.  
verse 3 Ill Men shan't o'er the Good prevail,  
Or in their Quarter's rest,  
Lest they beneath Temptations fail,  
Above their Strength oppressed.   

verse 4 Be good and kind, dear Lord, to those,  
Who Peace and Goodness love!  
To such thy gentle Smiles disclose,  
Whose Hearts are fixed above!  
verse 5 But those who tread in Ways perverse,  
Gods just Revenge shall find:  
Who'll Peace among his own disperses,  
And to his Saints be kind.    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 THose who on God have fixed their Trust,  
Unmoved, like Sion's Mount, endure:  
verse 2 As Mountains Salem's Walls secure,  
So God Himself secures the Just,  
His Mercies endless store  
Shall last when Time's not more.   

verse 3 He checks the Wickeds angry Course,  
When they his holy Saints assail,  
They may, but never long, prevail:  
Lest Faith crushed by unequal Force,  
Should faintly quit the Field,  
And to the Tempter yield.   

verse 4 To those, dear God, who Goodness love,  
To Men of upright Hearts be kind!  
While those the Sinners Portion find,  
Who stubborn and perversely move;  
But on God's Israel  
Shall Peace eternal dwell.    

PSAL. cxxuj  

verse 1 WHen Home the Lord his Captives lead,  
At first it seemed a Dream;  
verse 2 But Joy was quickly round us spread,  
And Praise our glorious Theme.  
The very Gentile Nations round.  
Cried out at once, amazed:  
See how God's Favours there abound;  
How soon his Friends are raised!   

verse 3 God's Loves to us indeed abound,  
Our Joys are truly great;  
verse 4 That Work which, Lord, thy Hands have found,  
O let thy Hands complete!  
So Judah's long deserted Lands  
Shall more Refreshment know,  
Then where soft Streams through Southern Sands,  
With constant Coolness flow   

verse 5 Thus Men may sow in Tears, but hope  
To reap their Fields in Joy.  
Their precious Seed may give them Scope  
For Faith's Divine Employ.  
verse 6 Long may they wait, and long may fear  
Their, Seed was vainly sown;  
Yet home their Sheaves triumphant bring,  
At last a Burden grown.    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 WHen God at last  
Returned his happy Captives home,  
We all appeared  
Like those who in their Slumbers dream.  
verse 2 Mirth from our Lips,  
Praise from our cheerful Tongues would come.  
Mirth daily was  
Our Food, and Praise our daily Theme.  
The very Heathens round us wondering, cried,  
See how God's Love to them is magnified!   

verse 3 God's Love to us  
Indeed is highly magnified.  
Our present Joys  
Are more than former Sorrows great.  
verse 4 Thou, Lord, who dost  
Ful● Streams for Southern Lands provide.  
O let our Restitution be at last complete!  
verse 5 So Judah's Lands shall more Refreshment know,  
Than Sands through which thy cooling Rivers flow.   

Thus, tho' swelled Grief  
Rou's in with an impetuous Tide,  
Yet sliding off,  
It soon its Place to Joy resigns.  
verse 6 And he who precious Seed on barren Mountains tried,  
And through a fond  
Mistake to cold Despair inclines:  
Comes home at last with Joys triumphant Sound,  
With weighty Sheves his fruitful Harvest crowned.    

PSAL. cxxvij  

verse 1 IF God to build the House denies,  
The Workmen build in vain;  
And Towns, without God's wakeful Eyes,  
A needless Watch maintain.  
verse 2 Before the Morning's Blushes rise,  
Your daily Works renew,  
And till the Stars remount the Skies,  
Your daily Works pursue.   

Far ne'er so hard, it's all in vain,  
If yet by God unblessed;  
Do all, and but his Smiles obtain,  
You'll safely, sweetly rest.  
verse 3 Lo, Children from the pregnant Womb,  
By God's blessed Influence grow,  
verse 4 Like Arrows, in their youthful Bloom,  
Shot from some giant's Bow.   

verse 5 O happy's he, whose Quiver's silled  
With such bright Shafts resound!  
He'll ne'er to Force, nor Malice yield,  
While these his Foes confound.    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 IF God to build the House denies,  
The Workmen build, but build in vain,  
And Cities useless Guards maintain,  
If God withdraws his watchful Eyes.  
God's Help outdoes the Bvilder's Art,  
And He performs the Watchman's Part.   

verse 2 Before the Morning-Blushes rise,  
Your daily painful Works renew,  
Your daily painful Works pursue,  
Till Night again obscures the Skies,  
Support yourselves with meanest Fare,  
The Drink of Tears, the Bread of Care.   

In vain you toil, and build in vain,  
If God still at a Distance stands,  
And neither bless your Heads nor Hands.  
But if his Love you once obtain,  
Then rise, or watch, or fast, or weep,  
You'll safely live, and sweetly sleep.   

verse 3 Lo! Children from the pregnant Womb,  
By God's immediate Blessing grow,  
verse 4 Like Shafts sent from some Giants Bow  
They seem in all their youthful Bloom;  
They too can hurl their deadly Darts  
With steady Hands, and daring Hearts.   

verse 5 O happy's he, whose Quiver sounds  
With such important Shafts as these!  
The Man his Foes undaunted sees.  
No Fear his Head or Heart confounds,  
Nor will he quit the Martial Field,  
While these Support and Comfort yield.    

PSAL. cxxviij.  

verse 1 HAppy, thrice happy Thou,  
Who in his own best way,  
Dost to thy Great Creator bow,  
And his Commands obey!  
verse 2 His Blessings round thee wait;  
And on thy Labours rest,  
Thy meaner, but contented State,  
With Peace and Safety blest.   

verse 3 Like some fair spreading Vine  
With purple Grapes o're-born;  
So thy kind Mates chaste Beauties shine,  
Her Fruits thy Walls adorn.  
The lovely Mother she  
With hopeful Issue crowned,  
Her Sons, like Olive Plants, shall be  
Thy Tables planted round.   

verse 4 Thus shall the Lord his Grace  
On thee his Friend bestow,  
verse 5 To thee, from Sion's sacred Place,  
A thousand Favours show.  
Blessed with a firm old Age,  
Thy happy Eyes shall see  
Thy lively fruitful Heirs presage  
A long Posterity   

verse 6 Thy happy Eyes shall see  
The Church's blessed increase,  
Secured by long Felicity,  
And universal Peace.    

PSAL. cxxix.  

verse 1 ME from my Youth may Israel say,  
My Foes have oft oppressed  
verse 2 In vain, from Youthful Years have they  
Distured my Peaceful Rest.  
verse 3 Deep o'er my Back the Wicked plow'd,  
And long their furrows drew,  
And would of short successes proud,  
Their spiteful ways pursue.   

verse 4 But God, the Righteous Judge, with ease  
Their Cords in Pieces tore.  
verse 5 May Shame and Fear, these Wretches seize,  
Who hate to Zion bore!  
verse 6 Let them, like Corn on Houses, die  
Which Springs but quickly dies,  
verse 7 Which Mowers pass regardless by  
And Reapers, all despise.   

verse 8 No Passengers would kindly call,  
To such as laboured there,  
God's Blessing on Your Labours fall,  
His Name your Harvest cheer!    

PSAL. cxxx.  

verse 1 FRom gloomy Deeps, Dear Lord, to Thee  
From gloomy Deeps I cried  
verse 2 O hear me! let thy Mercy be  
No more to me denied!  
verse 3 Shouldst thou our Sins severely weigh,  
Who Lord thy Wrath could bear?  
verse 4 But Pardon is thy gentler Way,  
The Spring of Godly Fear.   

verse 5 My Soul, Lord, waits, it waits for Thee,  
And on thy Word depends.  
 I the dawning Morning see,  
My Soul the Lord attends  
To him o raise your Humble Eels,  
Poor Israel's scattered Race!  
With him kind Mercy treasured lies  
And never failing Grace.   

From Him Redemption freely flows,  
And he'll redeem Thee too.  
From all thy Sins and all those Woes,  
Which justly Sinn pursue.    

PSAL. cxxxj.  

NO Prides aspiring Rage,  
No swelling Thoughts engage.  
Dear God my Heart to beat a part  
With this corrupted Age.  
I ne'er at Empire aimed,  
Nor Crowns, nor Sceptres claimed,  
Nor soared above with wanton Love,  
Of Mysteries inflamed.   

But as some Babe at Rest,  
Weaned from its Mother's Breast;  
Close Silence keeps with gentle sleeps,  
Or Smiling Slumbers blest,  
So Lord my Soul set free  
From careful Vanity  
From Earth's delights and unknown Flights,  
In Silence waits on Thee.   

O Ye of Israel's race,  
O seek his glorious Face!  
On Him besure your Faith secure,  
And his Commands embrace!    

PSAL. cxij  

verse 1 REmember David's Troubles Lord,  
How in Affliction He,  
verse 2 With faithful Vows engaged his Word,  
O jacob's God to Thee!  
verse 3 High though my lofty Palace rise,  
With Cedar nobly ceiled.  
And Beds with Golden Canopyes,  
Would downy Slumbers yield.   

verse 4 I'll ne'er my Rooms of State approach,  
Nor stretch myself at ease:  
No sleep shall on my Brows encroach  
My Lids no Slumbers please.  
verse 5 Till I that happy Place have found,  
By Heavenly Favour blest;  
Where jacob's God on Holy ground,  
Will fix his glorious Rest.   

It's done! and as our Meaner Race  
Of old their Maker chose.  
So rough and mean's that wondrous Place  
Where he'll at last repose,  
verse 6 Ephratas Fields and Shilohs Plains,  
Are all alas! destroyed!  
And Zions Mount unsmoothed remains,  
And rough, obscure, and void;   

Yet there his Ark is fixed, and there  
His sacred Altars stand;  
Till there his Temples roofs appear,  
And all the Mount command.  
verse 7 Come let's approach the place! before  
His holy Altars bow,  
And at his glorious Feet adore,  
And due Submission show!   

Part 2.  

verse 8 Rise Lord, thy Ark of Glory raise,  
Assume thy chosen Seat!  
And on thy flock which humbly prays,  
Thy Blessings Lord repeat!  
verse 9 Thy Priests with Righteousness invest,  
Thy Saints for Joy shall sing,  
verse 10 For David's sake his Offspring blest,  
To Crowns and Sceptres bring!   

verse 11 The Lord to David swore of old,  
His Oath in Truth was made,  
Thy Seed shall still the Kingdom hold,  
From Heirs to Heirs conveyed.  
verse 12 And if thy Sons with prudent Care  
My Covenant observe.  
And from those Rules my Laws declare,  
Shall never vainly swerve.   

I too will them as Kings support,  
And thy continued Line:  
On Salems' Throne in Judae's Court  
From Age to Age shall shine.  
verse 13 Zion is God's Election, where  
he'll hold his Residence.  
verse 14" Here will I always dwell, and here  
" My longed for Rest Commence.   

verse 15" I'll their Provisions largely bless,  
" Their Poor with plenty cloy.  
verse 16" Their Priests with my Salvation dress,  
" And fill their Saints with Joy.  
verse 17" There David's Branches ever strong,  
" Shall fill the Regal Line,  
The Lamp of my Anointed long  
" With settled Lustre shine.   

verse 18 Shame shall his envious Foes surround,  
But his illustrious Head  
With starry Beams of Glory crowned,  
Fresh Honours round him shed.     

PSAL. cxxxiij.  

verse 1 HOw sweet, how charming is the Sight,  
Where prudent, Christians move  
In peaceful Ways, and all delight  
To wear the Chains of Love?  
Then Kindness fills their tender Hearts,  
And shoots thro' all their Eyes.  
Each Tongue a Love unfeigned imparts,  
And Love's their Exercise.   

verse 2 So when those fragrant Oils of old,  
The Head of Aaron crowned,  
And down his Head the Basilius some rolled,  
And drenched his Garments round.  
From him the pleasant Odours through  
The Tabernacle flowed,  
And on the sacrificing Crew,  
A thousand Sweets bestowed.   

verse 3 And as soft Rains, and pearly Dews  
On Sion's Mount distil,  
And Clouds their Silver Drops diffuse  
On H●mo●'s fruitful Hill.  
So God, where Men his Peace maintain,  
His Blessing largely sends,  
And Love to all that heavenly Train,  
From Age to Age extends.    

Another Metre, as the 148.  

SWeet Peace, blessed Charity,  
How soft thy heavenly Charms,  
When that uniting Tie  
The Souls of Brethren arms;  
And soars above  
Rough Nature's Jars,  
And sinful Wars,  
On Wings of Love!   

More sweet than Balsams shed,  
By God's divine Command,  
On Aaron's sacred Head,  
Which all his Garments stained:  
And thence distilled,  
God's holy Place,  
With heavenly Grace,  
And Odours filled.   

verse 3 More sweet than those soft Dews,  
Which ancient Hermon crowned,  
Or Drops which Clouds diffuse  
God's holy Mount around.  
And all below  
Kind warmth prevails,  
And pleasant Dales  
With Plenty flow.   

verse 3 Where such sweet Concord reigns,  
The God of Peace descends;  
The Church and State maintains,  
And every Tribe defends,  
His Blessings fall,  
And Life and Ease,  
And lasting Peace  
Extends to all.    

PSAL. cxxxiv.  

verse 1 YE who before the Lord,  
In nightly turns adore  
With Praise his wondrous Acts record,  
His gracious Smiles implore.  
verse 2 Up toward his holy Place  
Your Hands devoutly raise,  
And all those happy Hours embrace,  
To sing his glorious Praise.   

verse 3 For he at whose Command  
The World from Nothing risen,  
Great Blessings with a liberal Hand,  
On all his Church bestows.    

PSAL. cxxxv.  

verse 1 O Praise the Lord, ye Saints, his Name,  
With grateful Anthems raise,  
verse 2 Who in his, House your Stations claim,  
And fill his Courts with Praise!  
verse 3 Praise ye the Lord, the gracious Lord,  
For 'tis a pleasant Thing;  
When Men with Thanks his Name record,  
With Thanks his Praises sing.   

verse 4 For God himself his Israel chose,  
His own peculiar Care;  
verse 5 Vain Gods in vain his Strength oppose,  
With him in vain compare.  
verse 6 Through the vast Deeps, Seas, Earth, and Skies  
God acts his pleasure all.  
verse 7 He bids the cloudy Vapours rise,  
And he commands their Fall.   

Fierce Lighthings on his pouring Rains,  
At his Commands attend:  
Rough Winds he from his Treasures dreins,  
Which thence in Storms ascend.  
God, the Firstborn, from Man to Beast,  
Thro trembling Egypt slew,  
Him, by his dreadful Plagues oppressed,  
Distracted Egypt knew.   

Pharaoh and all his Armies died  
Beneath his weighty Hand  
verse 10 He many mighty Kings destroyed,  
And many a fruitful Land;  
verse 11 Sihon and Og, and all who reigned  
Of Canaan's Realm's possessed,  
verse 12 Till Israel's Race their Kingdoms gained,  
And there secured their Rest.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 Thy Name, and thy Memorial, Lord,  
From Age to Age endures.  
verse 14 Thy Justice all thy Saints record,  
While that their Peace procures;  
For God for all their Sufferings grieved,  
And their afflicted Case,  
Will them, from cruel Foes relieved,  
With tend'rest Loves embrace.   

verse 15 Idols for Gods, the Gentiles blind,  
Of Gold and Silver use,  
Whose Mouths were ne'er for Speech designed,  
Whose Eyes the Light refuse.  
verse 16 No sound could overreach their Ears,  
No Breath their Lives declare;  
verse 17 Dull as their Gods, their Slaves appear,  
And such their Makers are.   

verse 19 The Lord, o ye of Israel's Race,  
O Aaron's House proclaim!  
verse 20 The Levites, ye who seek his Grace,  
O Praise his sacred Name!  
verse 21 With Blessings from his holy Hill  
His Name and Acts record;  
Whose Glories all his Churches fill,  
Praise ye, o praise the Lord!     

PSAL. cxxxuj.  

verse 1 O Praise th' Eternal Lord,  
verse 2 The God of Gods adore!  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure  
A never-failing Store.  
verse 3 O praise the Lord of Lords,  
verse 4 Who Wonders works alone!  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure  
To endless Ages known.   

verse 5 Praise Him whose curious Hand  
Stretched out the lofty Skies:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
When all expiring lies.  
verse 6 He made firm Land above  
The mighty Waters rise:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure.  
When Time and Nature dies.   

verse 7 Praise Him whose Wisdom first  
Set up the glorious Light:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
As that immensely bright.  
verse 8 The Sun to rule the Day,  
verse 9 The Moon and Stars the Night:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure  
In all the Nations sight.   

verse 10 He all their eldest Hopes  
Through Egypt's Land destroyed:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
O'er all his Works employed.  
verse 11 Thence with an outstretched Arm  
verse 12 He lead his Israel's Race:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
When Time resigns his Place.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 Praise Him whose powerful Hand  
Made mighty Seas divide:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
Through endless Ages tried.   

verse 14 Who through the sandy Deeps  
All Israel's Armies lead:  
His Mercies sure Unchanged endure,  
In all his Actions read.   

verse 15 But o'er proud Pharaoh's Host  
Returning Waves prevailed:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure  
On all his own Entailed.  
verse 16 Who through the Desert wild,  
His People marched secure:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
And as his Nature pure.   

verse 17 He many powerful Kings,  
verse 18 And mighty Princes slew:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
To all his Servants true.  
verse 19 The surly Amorite,  
verse 20 And Bashan's Giant Lord:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
As his Eternal Word.   

verse 21 Praise Him, who all their Land  
verse 22 On Israel's Race bestowed:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
To all his Creatures showed.  
verse 23 He helped our mean Estate,  
verse 24 And us from Foes redeemed:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
By all his Saints esteemed.   

verse 25 He feeds his Creatures all;  
O praise this heavenly King:  
His Mercies sure unchanged endure,  
Let all his Creatures sing!     

Another Metre, as the 148th.  

verse 1 O Praise th' Eternal Lord!  
verse 2 The God of Gods adore,  
verse 3 The Lord of Lords record,  
verse 4 And all his Wonders store.  
For certainly  
His Mercies sure  
Unchanged endure  
Eternally.   

verse 5 Praise Him whose curious Hand  
Stretched out the lofty Skies,  
verse 6 And made the solid Land  
Above the Waters rise.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 7 He through Confusion's sway,  
Drew out the glorious Light,  
verse 8 The Sun to rule the Day,  
verse 9 The Moon and Stars the Night.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 10 He all the Firstborn slew  
Through Egypt's mournful Land,  
verse 11 And out his Israel drew  
verse 12 With his victorious Hand.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 13 Praise Him, before whose Rod,  
The Seas divided fled,  
verse 14 And through strange ways untrod,  
His Jacob's Army led.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 15 Who drowning Pharaoh's Host,  
verse 16 His own through Deserts trained,  
verse 17 And Canaan's ancient Coast  
verse 18 With Blood of Princes stained.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 19 The furious Amorite,  
verse 20 And Bashan's Monster King  
verse 21 He slew, that to their Right  
verse 22 He might his Servants bring.  
For certainly, etc.   

verse 23 Praise Him who helps our Needs,  
verse 24 And gives us Victories,  
verse 25 Who all his Creatures feeds,  
And reigns above the Skies.  
For certainly, etc.    

PSAL. 137. Proper Tune.  

ON Babel's Rivers Banks we sat,  
O'erwhelmed with Miseries,  
And Tears for Sion's ruin'd State,  
Overflowed our mournful Eyes.  
verse 2 Useless our Harps untuned, unstrung,  
As our disordered Minds,  
On Willows unregarded hung,  
Exposed to wanton Winds.   

verse 3 But our too cruel Conquerors there  
Disturbed our silent Woes,  
And bade us change our mournful Cheen,  
Our Thoughts to Songs compose.  
" Let's hear, they cried, that wondrous Song,  
" Which once your God could charm,  
" Our Ears for Sion's Music long,  
" Our heavy Hearts to warm.   

verse 4 What shall we sing our holy Songs  
To please our haughty Foes?  
Shall we, what to our God belongs,  
In Heathen Lands expose?  
verse 5 No, should we Salem's Woes pass o'er,  
Her Desolations slight,  
O may our skilful Hands no more  
The curious Ear delight.   

verse 6 O may our Tongues be silent quite,  
If we her Walls forget;  
Or don't, above our chief Delight,  
Poor Salem's Sorrows set!  
verse 7 Think, Lord, on Esau's barbarous Race,  
How at our Fall they cried,  
Down, down, their mighty Walls deface!  
Overturn their ancient Pride!   

verse 8 Nor shalt thou Babel  avoid  
Our God's revenging Hand,  
Since He by whom thy Pride's destroyed,  
Shall, blessed, in safety stand.  
verse 9 Gods Blessings on his Arms shall rest,  
Who breaks the tender Bones  
Of Babes torn from the Mother's Breast,  
On unrelenting stones.    

Another Metre: As the 51th. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 WHen on Euphrates Banks we lay,  
Poor slaves oppressed with Cares and Fears;  
And thought on Salem's fatal Day,  
Our Sighs burst out at last in Tears,  
We saw proud Babel firmly walled,  
Her Buildings fair, serene her state,  
The sight poor Salem's Doom recalled,  
Augmenting Sorrows dismal weight.   

verse 2 Thither in vain our Harps we'd brought,  
To calm our Thoughts, and ease our Woes,  
Such Ease, alas! in vain we sought,  
Our Wounds not music's Balm could close.  
Careless, at last, we hung them by,  
On mournful Willows planted round,  
Where the sad Strings by sympathy,  
Sighed, broke, and gave a doleful sound.   

verse 3 But they whose cruel Hands had laid  
Our Country waste, ourselves in Chains,  
A sport of all our Sorrows made,  
And called for music's pleasing strains.  
" Come take your lazy Harps, they cry,  
" Tune well, tune every sounding string,  
" Let's have, some godly melody,  
" Some cheerful Hallelujah sing!   

verse 4 Inhuman! should we prostitute  
Our holiest Things to Dogs, or Swine?  
Should we God's sacred Name pollute,  
Or treat his Foes with songs Divine?  
verse 5 Ah Lord! Ah Sion's ancient Fame!  
Ah Salem's ruin'd Walls! shall we  
Forget Dear Sion's darling Name,  
Or Widowed Salem's Misery?   

No; rather may our Fingers lose  
Their Relish on the tuneful Lyre;  
Our Hands their sweetest Strokes refuse  
Their softest Touch, and noblest Fire,  
verse 6 Oh! may Eternal Hoarseness seize  
Our Throats! our Tongues be always dry!  
No more our charming Anthems please,  
If Salem's sad remembrance die.   

Nay, should Joys sudden Ecstasies.  
To Heaven our drooping Tempers raise;  
O may we ne'er approach the Skies,  
If Zion crowns not all our Praise!  
verse 7 Think, Lord, on Esan's Sons whose Spite  
Unnaturally urged our Fate:  
Down, Down with Salem; Raze it quite;  
Down with that Birthright-stealing State!   

Our deathful Cries not one kind Look  
Can from obdurate Brethren gain;  
Our Griefs they for Diversion took;  
Laughed at our Cries, and mocked our Pain.  
verse 8 Nor shall thy Doom, proud Babel, stay;  
Thy Sword was cruel too; thy Rage  
Can brutish Edom's Curse obey,  
And against Tears and Cries engage.   

See where God's dreadful Judgements wait,  
To strike the dead revenging Blow!  
And blessed be He whose mortal hate  
Shall make thee taste of Salem's woe!  
verse 9 Thrice happy he whose hands shall tear  
From Mother's Breasts thy Infant Race;  
Nor for their tender Out-cries spare,  
But dash their Brains in every place.    

PSAL. cxxxviij.  

verse 1 WIth all my heart, thy Praises I  
Before the Gods will sing,  
verse 2 And to thy Temple cheerfully  
My grateful Offerings bring:  
Before thy Holy Place I'll bow,  
Thy Truth, thy Mercies praise;  
For o'er thy Name entirely now  
Thy Word itself displays.   

verse 3 I prayed; thou heard'st my Prayer: restored  
To strength my Soul appeared.  
verse 4 All Earthly Kings shall praise the Lord,  
When they his Words have heard.  
verse 5 Joy shall enlarge their Hearts, when they  
Shall tread thy sacred Ways:  
When they thy Just Commands obey,  
They'll all thy Glories praise.   

verse 6 For though the Lord, enthroned on High,  
The World's vast Empire sways,  
On humble Souls He casts his Eye,  
And scorns the Pride's haughty ways.  
verse 7 Though I, involved in mighty Woes,  
As sunk and lost appear,  
Thy Hand shall break my angry Foes,  
And save my Soul from fear.   

verse 8 Since, Lord, thy Mercies boundless are,  
O don't my Hope's defeat;  
But all thy Works, for me, with care,  
Thy Handy works complete!    

PSAL cxxxix.  

verse 1 LOrd, Thou hast fully searched me out,  
And throughly canvased me!  
verse 2 My Rest my Rise, each shapeless Thought  
Is known long since to Thee.  
verse 3 Thy wondrous Art, curious Hand,  
My private Path displays;  
By Thee my very Sleeps are scanned,  
And all my various Ways.   

verse 4 What e'er my serious Thought produce,  
Before the Words are framed,  
Before my Tongue can find its use,  
Is in thy Ears proclaimed.  
verse 5 When I my Shape, so clean, so fair,  
Behind, Before, survey;  
I know thy Hand, thy skis full Care,  
Thus built my humble Clay.   

verse 6 Would I into thy Secrets pry,  
This Forming Wisdom know;  
verse 7 For me such Skill is far to high;  
And I, alas! too low.  
Whither, O whither then should I  
Go from thy piercing sight?  
O whither from thy Spirit's Eye  
Direct my secret flight?   

verse 8 If I climb high above the sky  
Thy Throne of Glory's there:  
If in Hell's gloomy Deeps I lie,  
In Hell thy Powers appear.  
verse 9 If I, on Morning's purple Wings,  
Outstrip, the fleeting Day,  
And toward the Ocean's Western Springs  
Find out an unknown way,   

verse 10 Yet there thy far extended Hand  
Would lead me out at last;  
And thy Right Hand my Steps command,  
And ever hold me fast.  
verse 11 Nay, should I say, the gloomy Night  
Shall sure my Steps conceal,  
Around me soon a glorious Light  
Would all my Walks reveal.   

verse 12 Should Night condense its darkest Steams  
One dismal Gloom to frame,  
That Gloom, with more than Mid-days Beams,  
Would Night itself inflame.   

Part 2.  

verse 13 For in my Mother's Womb, of old,  
Thy Hand my Reins possessed;  
And, in a wondrous Covering rolled,  
Did all my Limbs invest.  
verse 14 Since in my Shape, and round me, all  
Thy dreadful Wonders shine;  
My Thoughts shall all my Works recall  
And in thy Praise combine.   

verse 15 When in the lower Womb, embraced,  
My curious Texture grew;  
Thy Wisdom all that Darkness traced,  
And all my Substance knew.  
verse 16 The Lord my formless Substance viewed,  
And in His Book enroled;  
And as each Day with Shape endued,  
My growing Members told.   

verse 17 How dear thy Counsels, Lord, to me!  
How vast their Numbers are!  
The Sands we round the Ocean see,  
Can't with their Sums compare:  
verse 18 On then all Day I closely muse;  
And in my Nightly Dreams,  
They through my Soul themselves diffuse,  
And are my waking Themes.   

verse 19 The Lord shall wicked Men destroy:  
Begun, Bloodthirsty Crew,  
verse 20 Who against God your Tongues employ,  
His Name with Lies pursue!  
verse 21 I with a perfect rage at those  
Who hate my maker, fly;  
verse 22 And such, as if my deadly Foes,  
With deadly hate defy.   

verse 23 O search me! Try my Heart! and see  
Which way my Thoughts incline!  
verse 24 And all ill Thoughts remove, and me  
Conduct in Paths divine!     

PSAL. cxl.  

verse 1 FRom vile, from godless Men, Dear Lord,  
O save! O rescue me!  
verse 2 Whose Hearts in wicked Plots accord,  
And quarrel constantly.  
verse 3 Their Tongues more pointed much than those  
Of angry Serpents are;  
Their Lips more Venom far disclose,  
Than fretted Asps prepare.   

verse 4 From Sinners, and the Violent,  
Me, Lord, in peace bestow!  
Whose spite against my ways is bend,  
And would my Steps overthrow.  
verse 5 Their Nets, their Snares, their 'Gins they lay  
With unsuspected Arts;  
And when they quite surround my Way,  
They please their scornful Hearts.   

verse 6 Thou art my God, my Lord, a●one:  
Then to the Lord I said,  
The Prayers, the Supplications own,  
By me thy Servant made!  
verse 7 Thou art my strength alone; from Thee  
My safety, Lord, descends:  
When furious Battles compass me,  
Thy Hand my Head defends.   

verse 8 Lord, let not wicked Workers thrive,  
Nor gain their base Design!  
Lest they their Hearts; if thou connive,  
To haughty Pride resign.  
verse 9 But as for all that impious Crew  
Who now my Path surround,  
Let the malicious Lies they brew,  
Themselves at last confound!   

verse 10 On them let burning Sulphur rain,  
Hot Flames, about them fly,  
And they, O never raised again,  
In dismal Darkness lie!  
verse 11 Ne'er let the dismal Wordy Tool  
On Earth continue long;  
Let mischief hurt the Griping Fool,  
Who still delights in Wrong.   

verse 12 I know th'afflicted Poor Man's Claim  
The Lord will still maintain:  
verse 13 The Righteous then shall praise thy Name,  
And in thy Sight remain.    

PSAL. cxli  

verse 1 I Called on Thee; Lord, haste and hear,  
And let my Voice, my Cries  
verse 2 As Incense prove! my Hands appear  
As Evening Sacrifice!  
verse 3 Lord, by thy Grace, my Mouth secure,  
My Lips with Wisdom close!  
verse 4 And let my, Heart from Sin be pure,  
And wicked Works oppose.   

Lest I associate with those  
Who only Sin pursue,  
And feast where luscious Plenty flows  
Amongst the scornful Crew.  
verse 5 Whenever I sin with pity may  
The Good my Sins reprove;  
Their Wounds are kinder far than they  
Who feign deceitful Love.   

Let those, Lord, heal my Head, as Oil  
Which heals and molliflies:  
And though my Foes attempt my spoil,  
For them my Prayers shall rise:  
verse 6 May their Great Men in rocky Ways  
Be trampled under so,  
That they my prudent Words may praise  
And Wisdom's sweetness know!   

verse 7 As Chips from falling Timber fly,  
Or Ploughs tear up the Ground;  
So, Lord, our Bones unburied lie  
Our emptied Graves around.  
verse 8 To Thee I lift my faithful Eyes!  
O don't my Soul reject!  
But from those Snares my Foes devise,  
My Innocence protect!   

verse 9 Let not the Sinner's crafty Snare,  
Dear Lord, entangle me!  
verse 10 But, while I 'scape, O let his Care  
His own Confusion be!    

PSAL. clxij.  

verse 1 LOrd, from a dismal Place  
I prayed, I cried to Thee,  
verse 2 With earnest Prayers before thy Face,  
I laid my Misery.  
verse 3 My Spirits fainted quite,  
But, Lord thou know it my Way,  
And how, my Foes with active spite,  
Their Snares about it lay.   

verse 4 Where e'er I cast my Eyes,  
I stand, alas! unknown,  
Where e'er my Soul for Refuge flies,  
It's left forlorn alone.  
verse 5 Yet to the Lord, I cried,  
And said," My Hope's in Three,  
" Thou Lord, while I on Earth abide,  
" Shalt all my Portion be.   

verse 6" Lord, hear my Cries! my Woes,  
" My lost Condition view,  
" Save me from those too mighty Foes,  
" Who now my Life pursue!  
verse 7" O let my Soul be free,  
" Thy holy Name to praise!  
" The Just with Songs shall compass me,  
" When Thou my Head shalt raise.    

Another Metre.  

verse 1 I to the Lord devoutly prayed,  
To him I cried aloud  
verse 2 And in his sight my Sorrows laid,  
And all my Sufferings showed  
verse 3 When my faint Spirit slowly moved  
Thou knewst my certain way,  
How Snares by cruel Arts improved,  
About my Footsteps lay.   

verse 4 I looked for some Assistance round,  
But was, alas! unknown,  
My wretched Soul no shelter found,  
And was esteemed by none.  
verse 5 Then I, in Prayer, to God confessed,  
In Thee my Hope's secure,  
Thou art, since I my Life possessed,  
My Lot, my Portion sure.   

verse 6 O let my Cries thy Ears engage,  
My groaning weakness see!  
Save me from Persecutor's rage,  
Too strong alas! for me.  
verse 7 Lord, set my Soul, from Prison free,  
To praise thy sacred Name,,  
And when the Righteous compass me,  
Thy Bounties I'll proclaim.    

PSAL. clxiij.  

verse 1 LOrd, hear my Prayers, accept my Cries,  
In Truth and Righteousness!  
verse 2 And let not Judgements sharp surprise.  
Thy Servant's Soul oppress!  
For when thy searching Eyes begin,  
To try our fading Years,  
Lord, in thy sight overwhelmed with Sin,  
The purest; Saint appears!   

verse 3 My Soul pursued by cruel Foes,  
My Life quite overthrown,  
I lie in Darkness lost, like, those  
Who to their Graves are gone.  
verse 4 For this my Spirit faints in me,  
My Heart deserted mourns,  
verse 5 And to my labouring Memory,  
My happier Age returns.   

On all thy Acts, I daily muse,  
Thy Works run daily o'er,  
verse 6 And as the parching Earth soft Dews,  
So Thee my Hands implore.  
verse 7 I faint, o quickly, quickly hear,  
Thy smiles, dear Lord, I crave;  
Lest I, like dying Men, appear,  
Who just approach the Grave.   

verse 8 Let me thy Mercies early gain,  
For, Lord, I trust in Thee,  
To Thee I lift my Soul, make plain  
The way of Life to me!  
verse 9 Save me from all my Foes, who still  
To Thee for shelter fly.  
verse 10 Teach me to do thy sacred Will,  
My Lord, my God, most High!   

O let thy Spirit lead me to  
The Land of Righteosness,  
verse 11 My Soul with active Life renew,  
And for thy Glory bless!  
Just Lord, from Troubles set me free,  
And all my Foes destroy,  
Thy Mercy, and thy Help, let me,  
Thy Servant, Lord, enjoy!    

PSAL. clxjv.  

verse 1 BLest be the Lord, my strength, whose Care  
And whose victorious Might,  
Instructs my ready Hands for War,  
My Fingers for the Fight,  
verse 2 My Goodness, Fort, my Raiser, He,  
My Saviour, and my Shield.  
In Him I trust; through Him to Me,  
My willing People yield.   

verse 3 Lord what is Man? what Mans weak Race,  
owned by the favouring Ay?  
verse 4 Mere Vanity! His Age, his Grace,  
Like Shadows swiftly fly;  
verse 5 Lord bow thy Heavens, come down, divide  
The Hills, the Hills shall smoke!  
verse 6 Shoot Lightnings, break, destroy their Pride  
With one confounding stroke!   

verse 7 Lord, from above thy Arms extend,  
And save and rescue Me,  
From Headstrong Crowds, my Crown defend,  
And Foreign Tyranny;  
verse 8 From such whose Lips, and Hands in Lies,  
In Deed and Word agree.  
verse 9 So I'll new Songs, new Tunes devise,  
On Lute and Harp to Thee.   

Part 2  

verse 10 The Lord his strong Salvation's Guards,  
On Royal Head bestows,  
And from his Servant David wards,  
The plotting. Traitor's blows.  
verse 11 Save Me, my God o rescue Me  
From Foreign Enemies!  
Whose Words Actions all agree,  
In Treachery And Lies.   

verse 12 So shall our Sons like Plants alive,  
In Watered Gardens show.  
And with a kindly vigour thrive,  
And daily stronger grow:  
Our Daughters like fair Marble Coins  
Smoothed by some Curious hand;  
On which the building sweetly joins,  
The Roofs securely stand.   

verse 13 All kind of Grain shall largely flow,  
And run our Garners o'er;  
Till none by Numbers force can know,  
Our never ending store.  
Our Flocks their Young by thousands, near,  
Our very Gates shall lay,  
Ten thousands in the rolling Year  
About out Pastures play.   

verse 14 Our  to their Work be strong,  
We no Invasions fear,  
No Captives know, no Cries among  
Our peaceful Dwellings hear.  
verse 15 Happy the Tribes must needs become,  
On whom such Favour flows!  
But o more happy those on whom,  
Their God himself bestows!     

PSAL. cxlv.  

verse 1 THy Name, my God, my King, I'll raise  
Above the lofty Skies,  
verse 2 Each Day thy Holy Name I'll praise,  
And Psalms of thanks devise.  
verse 3 Great is our Lord, his Glory's great,  
No Bounds his Greatness knows.  
verse 4 And Race to race, his Acts repeat,  
His wondrous Works disclose.   

verse 5 I'll all my serious Thoughts address,  
To search thy wondrous ways.  
verse 6 The World thy Terrors shall confess,  
While I thy Greatness praise.  
verse 7 Thy Righteous Truth the World adores,  
To mind thy Goodness brings,  
And all thy Love's unfailing Stores,  
In grateful Anthems Sings.   

verse 8 Our Lord's Compassionate and kind,  
To vengeance only slow,  
verse 9 His Goodness all his Creatures find,  
O'er all his Mercies flow.  
verse 10 Thee all thy Works, o God, shall Praise  
And celebrate thy Name;  
Thy Saints as gladly all their Days,  
Thy glorious Might proclaim.   

Part 2.  

verse 11 Thy Might, thy Kingdom's glorious State,  
Thy Servants Talk shall show,  
verse 12 Till all thy valiant Acts relate,  
Thy awful Glories know,  
verse 13 Beyond Times bounds, thy Kingdom stands,  
Thy Government endures;  
verse 14 Thy Help supports the weak; thy Hand  
Their timely Ease procures.   

verse 15 To Thee all raise their longing Eyes,  
From Thee they beg their Food,  
verse 16 Thy Bounteous Hand, their Wants supplies,  
And satisfies with Good.  
verse 17 How Just, blessed God, how gentle all  
Thy Ways and Works appear!  
verse 11 Kind to those Souls which on Thee call,  
To those who seek Thee near!   

verse 19 Thou grantst the pious Suppliants Prayers,  
Thou seest thy Servants Tears.  
Thy Hand relieves their Various Cares,  
And Ends their Doubts and Fears.  
verse 20 But all the wicked World shall find,  
Thy Judgements dreadful weight.  
To thy revenging Wrath resigned,  
And unrelenting Hate.   

verse 21 Thy Name blest God, my Songs shall raise  
Above the lofty Skies;  
And all to Thee shall pay their Praise,  
Till Times last Moment dies.     

PSAL. cxluj  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! with praise my Soul,  
Thy Maker's Glories raise!  
verse 2 While Breath and Life are in me whole,  
I'll sing thy lofty Praise.  
verse 3 On Kings, on Men of mortal Birth,  
For safety ne'er rely,  
verse 4 Whose Breath goes out, who turn to Earth,  
And all whose Counsels die.   

verse 5 But happy's He whose Hopes, whose Aid,  
On God his Lord depends;  
verse 6 Who Seas, Earth, Heaven, and all things, made,  
Whose Promise never ends.  
verse 7 He for the Poor his Judgement shows,  
When pressed by Violence.  
Does Prisoners free, and Food to those  
Of Hungry Souls dispense.   

verse 8 God to the Blind gives Sense and Eyes,  
And with his healing Art  
Sets up the sinking Soul; supplies  
With Love the faithful Heart.  
verse 9 The Widows, Orphans, Stranger's cause,  
The Lord himself maintains,  
But o'er the Stubborn Sinner draws,  
Destructions fatal Chains.   

verse 10 Thy King, thy Lord, o Zion reigns;  
His Actions all record,  
His Throne from Age to Age remains,  
Praise ye, o Praise the Lord!    

PSAL. cxlvij  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! its good to Sing  
Our Mighty Maker's praise,  
It's pleasant, and a comely thing,  
His Glorious Acts to blaze.  
verse 2 The Lord poor Salem's Walls repairs,  
Her wretched Dust removes,  
And home her wand'ring Outcasts bears  
Fenced with his tenderest Loves,   

verse 3 The Lord finds out with pitying Art,  
What Man from Man conceals.  
And gently binds the bleeding Heart,  
Its wounds as gently Heals.  
verse 4 He names the Stars which fill the Skies,  
And all their Number Counts,  
verse 5 But his great Might and Actions wise,  
All numbering Art surmounts.   

verse 6 The Lord exalts the lowly Heart,  
But casts the Sinner down,  
verse 7 Then Sing to God a grateful part,  
Your Harps with Praises Crown!  
verse 8 With Clouds He covers all the Skies,  
Which Rains as duly bring,  
And makes the buried Plants to rise.  
The Sun burnt Hills to spring.   

verse 9 He feeds the Beasts, and at their Cries  
For Birds of Prey provides.  
verse 10 But strength of Horse, and brawny thighs  
Of mighty Men derides.  
verse 11 But Loves the Men who fear his Name,  
And for his Mercies wait  
verse 12 O Zion, Salem, o proclaim,  
Thy God's Majestic State!   

Part 2.  

verse 13 He strengthens all thy Gates and Bars,  
And blesses all thy Seeds,  
verse 14 Through Him thy Borders, freed from Wars,  
On Wheats pure fatness feed.  
verse 15 He sends his Word, his Word on Earth,  
With wondrous swiftness flies,  
verse 16 And gives the Snow its Flaky Birth,  
Which all in Fleeces lies.   

His heavy Frosts, like Ashes you  
Spread o'er the Fields behold.  
verse 17 His Ice like Morsels lies, and who  
Can stand his piercing Cold?  
verse 18 He sends his Word again, and straight  
His Ice, his Frosts and Snow!  
Before his Warmer gusts abate,  
And all in Waters flow.   

verse 19 The Lord to jacob's chosen Race  
His Sacred Writings gave;  
His Laws, his Judgements, by his Grace,  
His Israel only have.  
verse 20 So well no other Nation fared,  
Nor of his sacred Word,  
Nor of his Righteous Judgements heard,  
Praise ye, o praise the Lord!     

PSAL. cxlviij.  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! o Praise the Lord!  
On High his Glories raise!  
verse 2 Ye Angel Arms all record,  
His Name with Joyful Praise!  
verse 3 Sun, Moon, and lightsome Stars consent,  
To praise his glorious Name;  
verse 4 And Heavens high Throne, the Firmament,  
Of Water's praise the same!   

verse 5 Let these advance his Name, which He  
Made by his great Command,  
verse 6 And fixed 'em by a sure Decree,  
Unmoved, unchanged to stand.  
verse 7 Him all ye Earth born Dragon's praise,  
And each unfathomed Deep.  
verse 8 Fire, Hail, Snow, Winds, which Tempests raise,  
Yet still his Orders keep!   

verse 9 Vast Hills, small Hillocks, Cedars high  
And every Fruitful Tree!  
verse 10 Wild Beasts and Tame, and Birds which fly,  
And Infects each Degree.  
verse 11 Kings, Princes, Nations, Judges, those  
Who rule the World below,  
verse 12 Youths, Virgins, such as strength disclose,  
And Heads adorned with Snow.   

verse 13 Let all advance their Maker's Name,  
Whose Name excels alone,  
Whose Name is o'er the World's vast frame,  
On Winds of Glory blown,  
verse 14 He only makes his People great;  
His Saints his Praise record,  
His Israel, his near Friends repeat,  
Praise ye o praise the Lord!    

Another Metre. Proper Tune.  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! Above  
The Skies his Praises sing!  
Let Heaven the Seat of Love,  
With Heavenly Praises ring  
Of his great Name,  
Ye Angel Host  
With Reverence boast;  
His Praise proclaim;   

Bright Sun, whose Golden Rays,  
Fill all the World with Light;  
Pale Moon, bright Stars which blaze,  
Through the dark Fields of Night,  
Heavens outmost Frame;  
Vast Deeps which lie  
Above the Sky,  
His Praise proclaim!   

Let these their Maker Praise,  
By whose Command Divine,  
The Sky its Wealth displays,  
And all those Beauties' shine.  
Fixed by his Will,  
They all stand fast,  
And Orders past,  
With Joy fulfil.   

Ye Dragons Earthborn Race;  
And all ye Deeps profound.  
With every Natural Grace,  
Your Master's Praises sound.  
In Praise agree,  
Fire, Clouds, Hail, Snow,  
And Storms which blow,  
At His Decree.   

Let Soaring Mountains now,  
And smaller Hills descend,  
Fruit Trees before Him bow,  
And stately Cedars bend.  
verse 10 Beasts Wild and Tame,  
Birds airy wings,  
And creeping Things,  
His Praise proclaim!   

verse 11 His Praise all Kings on Earth,  
And Subject Nations show.  
Great Men of Princely Birth,  
And such as Judgement know.   

verse 12 Each-Youthful Tribe,  
Each Virgin Throng,  
With Old and Young,  
His Praise describe!   

verse 13 Let them with one consent,  
Exalt their Maker's Name,  
And various Ways invent,  
To spread his glorious Fame.  
His Name shall rise,  
With Beams divine,  
Thro Earth to Shine,  
And reach the Skies.   

verse 14 He makes his Israel great,  
And Praise is comely, where  
Before his Mercy Seat,  
His grateful Tribes appear.  
O all accord,  
Who Worship near,  
His Presence there,  
To praise the Lord!    

PSAL. cxlix.  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! with Anthems new,  
The great Jehoviah praise!  
His Praise in his Assemblies show,  
On all his Holy Days!   

verse 2 With Joy let Israel's Faithful Race,  
Their Maker's Power adore,  
And Sion's Heirs with humble Grace,  
Their Monarch's Smiles implore!   

verse 3 Where Harp and Timbrel tuned invites,  
Let all his Praises sing!  
To th' Meek, in whom the Lord Delights,  
Beauty and Safety spring.  
verse 4 Let then each Pious Soul rejoice,  
With lightsome Glories blest;  
And Praise their God, whose happy choice  
Secured their Downy Rest   

verse 5 To them let God's high Praises yield,  
A Ground for all their Joys;  
Then They a two edged Sword shall wield,  
Whose very weight destroys:  
verse 6 A Sword whose Point just Vengeance bears,  
To all the Nations round,  
Whose glittering brandished Edge, with Fears  
Will all their Hearts confound.   

verse 7 Till They their daunted Kings shall bind,  
With Ease in Slavish Chains!  
And till their Noblest Youth confined,  
Strong Fetters weight restrains.  
verse 8 To execute that Ancient Doom,  
Which Holy Books record,  
Such Honour all his Saints assume,  
Praise ye, o praise the Lord!    

PSAL. cl.  

verse 1 O Praise the mighty Lord!  
His Holiness proclaim!  
His wondrous Acts record.  
And praise his awful Name,  
His dreadful might,  
O celebrate!  
His Power and State,  
In Songs recite!   

verse 3 Praise Him with Trumpets sound,  
With sweet Tuned Harp and Lute!  
Sing all the Chorus round,  
To cheerful Pipe and Flute!  
verse 4 Your Voices raise!  
The King of Kings  
With sounding Strings,  
And Organs praise!   

verse 5 Wind up the Cymbals high,  
Till with a Shriller sound,  
Wide as the vaulted Sky,  
Your cheerful Notes rebound.  
verse 6 With Sprightly Flame  
Each living thing,  
His Glories sing,  
And Praise his Name!    

Another Metre.  

verse 1 PRaise ye the Lord! o praise the Lord!  
His strength, his Holiness adore,  
verse 2 His Name, his Might, with praise record,  
His Majesty with praise implore!   

verse 3 Praise him with Trumpets Martial sound,  
With Lute and Harp his praise advance!  
verse 4 With Organs, and with Timbrels round,  
And Viols, and a cheerful Dance!   

verse 5 With high tuned Cymbals praise his Name,  
His Name to loudest Cymbals Sing.  
And all whom Vital Spirits inflame,  
O praise the World's Eternal King!   

To Father, Holy Ghost and Son,  
One blest one glorious Trinity,  
As is, as was  Time begun,  
So endless praise, and Glory be!    
The End of the PSALMS.   

DOXOLOGIES.  


For the 1st. Metre of the 1st. Psalms, etc.  
TO Father, Son and Holy Ghost,  
Immense, Eternal, Three in One,  
By Us, and all the Heavenly Host,  
Be Glory paid, and Homage done!   

For the 2d. Metre, and all of 8 and 6 Syllables.  
To Father, Spirit, Son, Blest Three,  
In whom we move and Live,  
One undivided Trinity,  
Unceasing Glories give!   

For the 2d. Metre, of the 8th. Psal. and all of Ten Syllables.  
To God the Father, and to God the Son,  
And God the Holy Ghost, blest Trinity,  
As is, as was, before the World begun,  
Eternal praise, Eternal Glory be!   

For the 2d. Metre of the 11th. Psalm.  
To Father Holy Ghost and Son,  
One God, as was  Time begun,  
As now We see,  
So ever be  
All Humblest Homage done!   

For the 2d. Metre of the 15th, Psalm.  
To Father, Holy Ghost and Son,  
Blest Three in One!  
Eternal Praise and Glory pay,  
His Word obey,  
As was of Old; as still we see,  
And shall, when Times extinguished, be.   

For the 17th Psal, and all Two Six, and Eight and Six.  
To Father, Spirit, Son,  
One God in Persons three,  
Be Glory paid and Homage done,  
Through all Eternity   

For the 20th. and 122d. Psalms, 1st. Metre and proper Tune.  
To that great Lord above,  
The God of Peace and Love,  
In Essence One, in Persons Three,  
To Father, Spirit, Son,  
Each God immense alone,  
One Undivided Trinity.  
To him your Anthems raise,  
And Holy Songs of Praise,  
And Glories pay, and Reverence show,  
So God of old was blessed  
Of these he's still possessed,  
And these will when Time's done be due.   

For the 22d. and 124th. Psal. 2d. Metre.  
To God the Father, and to God the Son,  
And God the Holy Ghost, Almighty Three,  
One only God, one Glorious Trinity,  
As shall be, is, and was e'er Time begun,  
Be lasting Glories paid and Homage done.   

For the 23d. Psalms, 2d. Metre.  
To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
Eternal glorious Three and One,  
Be Glory paid.  
His Word obeyed.  
As was before Time's Birth begun,  
As is, and still shall be,  
Through all Eternity.   

For the 24th. Psalms, 2d. Metre.  
To one great God, one mighty Lord,  
One Eternal Trinity,  
The Father, the Eternal Word,  
And the Spirits Majesty,  
we'll gladly raise,  
Unceasing praise,  
And his endless Glories sound.  
So Saints of old,  
His Name extolled.  
So we'll keep th' Eternal round.   

For the 29th. Psalms, or 127th. 2d. Metre, or 48th. 2d. Metre.  
To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
One blest, one glorious Trinity,  
Who framed this Universe alone,  
All Honour, Praise, and Glories be,  
So 'twas of Old, at Present too,  
And shall when Time's run out be due.   

For the 33d. Psal. 2 Metre.  
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,  
By us, and all the Heavenly Host,  
Be equal Glories paid!  
Great Three in One! thus blessed of old,  
They still their ancient Honours hold,  
And must be still obeyed.   

For the 43d. Psal. 2d. Metre.  
To the Father, Spirit, Son,  
One glorious Trinity,  
Persons Three, in Essence One,  
Eternal Glory be!  
Thus  Time begun its race,  
The Godhead was obeyed,  
This when Time resigns its place,  
Must to our Lord be paid.   

For the 3d. Metre os the same Psalm.  
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,  
One blessed Eternal Trinity,  
By us and all the Heavenly Host,  
Be Praise ascribed and Majesty,  
So 'twas at first, and still shall be,  
When Time expires, and Nature's lost.   

For Psal. 45th. Metre 3d. etc.  
To that great Lord who rules above,  
The God of Might, of Peace, and Love,  
In Essence One, in Persons Three!  
To Father, Holy Ghost and Son,  
Each God Himself, immense alone,  
One undivided Trinity.  
To Him with Hearts exalted raise,  
Your Holy Hymns and Songs of Praise,  
And Glories pay, and Reverence show.  
So He before Time's Birth was blessed,  
Of these He's now by Right possessed,  
And they'll, when Time's not more, be due.   

For the 50th. Psal. 2d. Metre.  
To God the Father, and to God the Son,  
And God the Holy Ghost, coaequal Three;  
Three Holy Persons, but adored in One!  
All equal Honours, equal Glories be,  
His Glory shone  Time's first Springs could move it,  
And vast Eternity shall more improve it.   

For the 51st. Psal. and 137th. Psal. 2d. Metre.  
All Glory to that Mighty Lord,  
Who made the World, and all its Host!  
The Father, the Begotten Word,  
And the proceeding Holy Ghost.  
As was  Time's first Race begun,  
As was when Time commenced his Score.  
As is, and ever shall be done,  
When Nature sinks, and Time's not more.   

For the 53d. Rsal. 2d. Metre.  
To one Almighty Lord,  
One glorious Trinity,  
The Father, Spirit Word,  
Eternal Glories be,  
So happy Angels Sung,  
Before the World begun,  
So ever Lord among,  
Thy Servants shall be done.   

For the 58th. Psal. 3d. Metre.  
To God alone,  
The Mighty Father, Mighty Son,  
And Holy Ghost,  
Blessed Trinity, great Three in One,  
Be Homage done.  
As was before the World begun,  
When th' Angel Host!  
O'er Rebel Mates the Conquest won,  
So we at present Sing his glorious Praise,  
So All shall Sing when Time itself decays.   

For Psalm 60, and 121st. Metre 2d.  
To Father, Holy Ghost and Son,  
One God, in Persons Three,  
All Praise and Glory be!  
As was before Time's race begun;  
As is now, and shall be paid,  
When swift Time its self is laid.   

For Psal. 69, 2d. Metre.  
To Father and Son,  
And Pure Holy Ghost,  
One blessed Trinity,  
All Glory be paid,  
As e'er Ttime begun,  
By the Heavenly Host,  
And by All must be,  
When Time's motions are laid.   

for Plal. 72, 2d. Metre.  

To Father, Holy Ghost and Son,  
Blessed Trinity, Great Three in One,  
Be Glory paid and Homage done,   

So 'twas before this All was made,  
Nor shall God's Honours ever fade,  
But shall when All's consumed be paid.    

For Psalm 76, or 148th. Proper Tune.  
To Father, Spirit, Son,  
The glorious Trinity,  
In Sacred Essence One!  
All Praise and Glory be,  
As now We see,  
As was Time past,  
And shall outlast Eternity.   

For Psalm 85, 2d. Metre. Proper Tune.  
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,  
One blest one glorious Trinity,  
From all the World's Created Host!  
Eternal Praise and Glories be,  
So 'twas e'er Time begun,  
And ever shall be done.   

For Psalm 93, 2d. Metre.  
To Father, Spirit, Son,  
Eternal Three in One!  
All praise and Glory be,  
As 'twas in Times of old,  
And we shall still behold,  
And through Eternity.   

For the 95th. Psal. 2d. Metre.  
To the Father, Spirit, Son,  
God Eternal Three in One,  
Be all Praise and Glory paid,  
When the World in Dust is laid.   

For Psal. 97. 2d. Metre.  
To God the Father, God the Son,  
And God the Spirit, Three,  
A glorious Trinity,  
In Eternal Essence One.  
By all the bright Angelic Host above,  
By us the Sons of Grace, and Heirs of Love,  
Be Praise and Glory paid,  
As was in days of old,  
As is where God's Commands obeyed,  
And shall as long as Nature Hold,  
And when the World's consumed and all its ruins cold   

For the 98. 2d. Metre.  
To Father, Spirit, Son,  
Eternal Three in One,  
One glorious Trinity,  
Unceasing Glory be,  
As was  time begun,  
And ever shall be done.   

For the 119th. Psal. Proper Tune.  
To God the Father, God the Son,  
And God the Holy Ghost,  
Be Glory paid, and Homage done,  
By all the Heavenly Host:  
By us, and all Mankind, as was,  
Before Time'e Course begun,  
As is, and undecayed shall pass,  
When Time's last Moment's run.   

For Psal. 127, Metre 2d.  
To Father, Holy Ghost, and Son,  
One glorious God, in persons Three,  
One Undivided Trinity,  
Be glory paid, and Homage done,  
'Twas so  Time's first race begun,  
And shall be when his last is run.    
Si male quid Cecini me Culpa redarguet Ipsum, 
 Si bene quid, redeat Gloria Sola Deo.  
FINIS.