SANDYS (George) A Paraphrase vpon the Divine Poems. Folio (fore- 
 rnargin of title mended), old calf, back restored, Dr. John Brown's copy. £V- 
 
 London, at the Bell in St. John's Churchyard, 1638 [At end :] London, 
 
 Printed by John Leggatt, 1637 
 %* The music to the Psalms by " Henry Lawes, Gentleman of his Majesties Chappell 
 Royall " first appeared in this edition. Dr. Burney considered that Sandys put the Psalms 
 " into better verse than they ever appeared in before or since." An unusually large array of 
 commendatory verses are prefixed by various eminent writers, and a few poems to royalty by 
 Sandys himself. " The best versifier of his age " as Dryden styled him was not averse to a, 
 little advertising. The year this volume was published saw him appointed London agent to 
 the Virginia Company, and in his dedication to Charles, "The Best of Men," great promi- 
 nence is given to the king being " Lord of Virginia, the vast Territories Adjoyning," &c. 
 Four years later he petitioned unsuccessfully for the re-establishment of the company's old 
 privileges of government. Perhaps that unfortunate sobriquet stood in his way." 
 
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 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 DIVINE POEMS. 
 
 BY 
 
 qEOxqE sau^dys. 
 
 LONDON, 
 At the 'Rrfl in S'. Tauls Church-yard< 
 
 C13. IDC. XXXVUl. 
 
TO THE BEST OF MEN, 
 
 AND 
 MOST EXCELLENT OF PRINCES, 
 
 CHARLES, 
 
 BY THE GRACE OF GOD KING 
 
 OF GREAT-BRITAINE, FRANCE, 
 
 AND IRELAND: 
 
 LORD OF THE FOVRE SEAS; 
 
 OF VIRGINIA, THE VAST TER- 
 RITORIES ADIOYNING, AND 
 
 DISPERSED ISLANDS OF THE 
 VVESTERNE OCEAN; 
 
 THE ZEALOVS DEFENDOR. OF 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN FAITH: 
 
 G e or ge Sandys. 
 
 THE HVMBLEST OF HIS SERVANTS, 
 PRESENTS AND CONSECRATES 
 THESE HIS PARAPHRASES VPON 
 THE DIVINE POEMS, 
 TO RECEIVE THEIR LIFE AND ESTI- 
 MATION FROM HIS FAVOVR. 
 
HrHe Mufe,who from your Influence tooke her Birth, 
 
 Firfl: wandred dirough the many-peopled Earth • 
 Next fung the Change of Things ;difclos'd th' Vnknown 
 Then to a nobler Shape transformed her Owne; 
 Fetch'd fromEngaddi, Spice ; from Iury, Balme; 
 And bound her browes with Idumsean Palme : 
 Now OU, hmh her laft Voyage made • and brought 
 To Royall Harbor this her Sacred Fraught : 
 V V ho to her King bequeathes the Wealth of Kings ; 
 And dying, her owne Epicedium fings, 
 
 (* i) To 
 
~w 
 
 TotheQueene, 
 
 A Night-peece mod affedisthe Eye • 
 
 *- *■ Sad VVords and Notes charme powerfully : 
 
 The pleafing Sorrow they impart, 
 
 Slides fweetly to the melting Heart, 
 
 Since no fincere Delight we taft, 
 
 Our beft of Daies with clouds ore-caft : 
 
 y Vife Nature giddy Mirth difdaines, 
 
 And tunes our Soules to Mournefull Straines : 
 
 As^Ethiop's, who faire colours lack, 
 
 Place Beauty in the deepeft Black. 
 
 And we are counfell'd to be Guefts, 
 
 Rather at Deaths, then Hymen's Feafis. 
 
 This was that welUimn d Face uf Wo*; 
 
 Whereof we but a Coppy fliow : 
 
 To you addreft, whofe chearefull Ray 
 
 Can turne the faddeft Night to Day: 
 
 Not to infecft, or make it lefle ; 
 
 Buttofet-off your Happinelte. 
 
 Nor are wee all of Black compos'd, 
 
 Our fetting Sun ferenely clos'd. 
 
 And, as in lob, allStormesdifpell'd, 
 
 His Evening farre his Morne exeell'd; 
 
 So Iuda, in her wandring Race, 
 
 At length fhallrife to greater Grace. 
 
 Our Vowes afcend, that you may taft, 
 
 Of thefe, the onely Fir ft, and Laft. 
 
 To 
 
To the Prince, 
 
 >ire 
 
 C Ince none but Princes durft afpir 
 ^To fing unto the Hebrew Lyre ; 
 Sweet Prince , who then your Selfe more fie 
 To reade , what facred Princes Writ i 
 Though yet your Rofe breathe in the Bud : 
 They who partake of your high Blood, 
 Grow foone in Vnderftanding old • 
 Nor fhould their -Age by Yeares be told : 
 VVhofe Souls, more fwift then Motion, clime; 
 And check -the tardy Flight of Time. 
 Farre of£ I iee that dawning Gray; 
 TheEnfigne of a glorious Day: 
 Yet ere this guild the World, I muft 
 Refolve into neglected Duft. 
 If then reftored by your Breath, 
 Not all of me (hall fleepe in Death. 
 
 (*3) To 
 
To my noble Friend M r . Sandys, upon his Job, 
 Ecclejtafles&nd the Lrfwrn/tfiotf^cleerely, learned- 
 ly, and eloquently Paraphrafed* 
 
 WHo would enform his Soul,orFeaft his Senfe, 
 And feekes or Pietie,or Eloquence- 
 What might with Knowledge,Vertue joynd, infpire 
 A nd imitate the Heat and Light of Fire : 
 He ? Thofe in Thefe by Thee,may find embrace 
 Or as a P oet,or a Paraphraft . 
 Such Raies of the Divinitie are flied 
 Throughout thefe Workes 3 and every Line o're-fpread; 
 That by the Streames the Spring is clearely fhowne 
 And the Tranflation makes the Authour knowne. 
 Nor He being knowne> remaines his Sence conceal'd- 
 But fo by thy Illuflrious Pen reveal'd, 
 We fee not plainer>That which gives us Sight, 
 Then we fee that 3 afsifted by Thy Light. 
 All feemes tranlparent now,which feem'd perplext? 
 The inmoft meaning of tke darkeft Text: 
 So that the Simpleft may their Soules affure 
 What Places meane,whofe Comments are obfcure. 
 Thy Pen next,having clcer'd thy Makers will* 
 Supples our Hearts to Love^and to fulfill: 
 And moves luch Pietie,that her Power layes 
 That Envie,which thy Eloquence doth raife .' 
 Even I (no yeelding matter) who till then 
 Am chiefe of Sinners ,and the word of Men,' 
 (Though it be hard a Soules Health to procure 
 Vnlelfe the Patient doe afsifl the Cure : ) 
 Suffer a Rape by Verti^whil'ft thy Lines 
 Deflroy my 01d,and build me new Defignes : 
 Shee by a Power, which conquers all controule, 
 Doth without my confcnt poflefle my Soule. 
 Thole Mifts are fcatter'd which my Pafsion bred • 
 And for that fhort Time all my Vice is dead. 
 Thofe loofer Poets whofe Lafcivious Pen 
 Afcribing Crimes to gods?taught them to Men, 
 
 Who 
 
Who bent their moll ingenious Induftrie 
 To honour Vice 5 and guild Impietie- 
 Whofe Labours have not onely not imploy'd 
 Their Talents>but with them their Soules deflroy'd; 
 Though of the much remov'd and diftant Time 
 Whofe lefTe enlightned Age takes from their Crimes 
 Will no defence* with all their Arts,devife, 
 When Thou againft them fhalt in Iudgement rile : 
 When thou a Servant* fuch whofe like are rare> 
 Fill'd with a ufefull and a watchfull Care 
 How to provide againfl thy Lord doe come? 
 With great advantage the intrufted Summe : 
 And thy large Stocke even to his wifli imploy, 
 Shalt be invited to thy Mafters Ioy. 
 The Wife,the Good,applaud> exult to lee 
 Th'Appollinarii furpas'd by thee : 
 No doubt, their Workes had found in every Time 
 An equall Glory 5 had they ecjual'd thine ; 
 How they expeel: thy Art mould Health allure 
 To the ileke World by a delicious Cure> 
 Granting like thee no leech their Hope deferves, 
 Who purgeft not with Rhewbarb but Preferves. 
 What numerous Legions of Infernall Sprights, 
 Thy Splendor dazles and thy Muficke frights ! 
 For what to us is Balme to them is Wounds^ ( founds 
 WhomGriefeftrikesjFeare diftracts, 8c Shame con- 
 To finde at once their Magicke Counter-charmd, 
 Their Arts difcovered>and their Strength difarm'd.- 
 To lee thy Writings tempt to Vertue more 5 
 Then they 3 by theirs afsiftedjCOuld before 
 To Vice or Vanitie^to fee delight 
 Become their Foe,which was their Satellite ? 
 And that the chiefe Confounder of their State 
 Which had been long their moll prevailing bait ; 
 To fee their Empire fuch a loiTe indure, 
 As the revolt even of the Epicure . 
 Thofe Polite-Pagan-Chriftians who doe feare 
 Truth in her Voyce 3 God in his Word to heare^ 
 
 (For 
 
 Socrates. 
 Scolafticia. 
 
 Thecaufe of 
 
 Caftalio's 
 
 Tranflation. 
 
(For fuch alas there are) doubting the while 
 To harme their Phrafe,and to corrupt their Stile • 
 Confidering tli Eloquence which flowes from henee^ 
 Had no Excufe,but novv have no Pretence : 
 Thefe, both to Pens and Minds Direction,givc> 
 And teach to Write ,as well as teach to Live. 
 Thofe famous Herbes which did pretend to Man 
 To give new Youth jChymicks,who brag they can 
 A Flower to Allies turn'd 3 by their Arts power 
 Returne thofe Afhes backe into a Flower- 
 May gaine Beliefe? when now thy lob we lee, 1 
 So Soii'd by Some,fo Purifi'd by Thee. 
 Such was his chan£e>when from his Sordid Fate 
 Hee re-afccnded to his wonted State. 
 So fee wee yearely a frefh Spring reftore 
 Thole Beauties,Winter had deflourd before ; 
 So are we taught, theRefurrection muft 
 Render us Flefli,and Blood, from Dirt and DuftJ 
 To lobs dejected Firfl,and then rais'd Minde, 
 Is Solomon in all his Gloric joyn*d. 
 Leffe Ipecious feem'd his Perfon when he fhone 
 In Purple Garments, on his Golden Throne. 
 This Eloquence call'd from the farther!: South 
 Tolearne deepe Knowledge, from his Sacred Mouth 
 One weake, and Great, a Woman and a Queene : 
 Which (his Conceptions in thy Language feene) 
 So likely feemes,that this no wonder drawes, 
 When with the great Effect, we match the Caufe : 
 Nor had we wondrcd,had the Storie told 
 His Fame drew more 5 then all his Realms could hold. 1 
 For no leffe Multitudes doe I expect: 
 To heare^whilft on thefe Lines their Thoughts reflect) 
 
 EcdeCaftes. To have in this cleere Glaffe their Follies knowne: 
 Nor wi 1 thofe fewer prove, who in their owne 
 
 The Lamcn- From thefe thy Tears flial learne to wafh their Crimes; 
 And owe Salvation to thy heavenly Rimes, 
 
 tuions. 
 
 Another 
 
Another. 
 
 C Vch is the Verfe thou Writ'ft,that who reades Thine 
 
 Can never be content to fuffer Mine : 
 Such is the Verfe I Write jthat reading Mine* 
 I hardly can beleeve I have read Thine : 
 And wonder>that their Excellence once knowne 3 
 I nor correc"t,nor yet conceale mine owne. 
 Yet though I Danger feare,then Cenfure lelTe • 
 Nor apprehend a Breach,like to a Prefle : 
 Thy Merits,now the fecond time, inflame 
 To lacrifice the Remnant of my Shame. 
 Nor yet (as firfl) Alone, but joyn'd with Thofe 
 Who make the loftieft Verfe,feeme humbleftProfe. 
 Thus did our Mafter,to his Praife,deh*re 
 That Babes fhould with Philofophers confpire : 
 And Infants their Hofanna's (hould unite 
 With the fo Famous Areopagite. 
 Perhaps my Stile too,is for Praile moll fit • 
 Thofe fhew their Iudgment lcaft,wliu fhew their wit: 
 And are fufpectedj leaft their fubtiller Aime 
 Be rather to attaine, then to give Fame. 
 Perhaps whil'ft I my Earth doe interpofe 
 Betwixt thy Sunne and Them,I may aid thofe 
 Who have but feebler Eyes and weaker Sight, 
 To beare thy Beames,and to fiipport thy Light. 
 So thy Eccliple,by neighbouring DarkenelTe made 2 
 Were no injurious,but a ufefull Shade : 
 How e're I finifh heere, my Mufe her Daies 
 Ends in exprefsing thy deferved Praife: 
 VVhofe fate in this feemes fortunately call, 
 To have fo juft an Action for her Laft. 
 And lince there are, who have been taught,that Death 
 Infpireth Prophecie 5 expelling Breath. 
 I hope,when thele foretell, what happie Gaines 
 Pofteritie fhall reape fromthefe thy Paines : 
 Nor yet from thefe alone> but how thy Pen> 
 Earth-like, (hall yearely give new Gifts to Men : 
 
 And 
 
And Thou frefb Praife, and we frefh Good receive 
 ( For he who Thus can write can never Leave ) t * 
 How Time in them fhall never force a Breach; 
 But they fhall alwayes Live and alwaies Teach: 
 That the fole likelihood which thefe prefent, 
 Will from the more rais'd Soules command AiTent ; 
 And the fo taught, will not Beliefe refufe. 
 To the laft Accents of a Dying Mufe. 
 
 Falkland! 
 
 To my much honoured Friend 
 M r . George Sandys. 
 
 I 
 
 T is, Sir, a Confeft Intrusion here, 
 That I before your Labours doe appeare : 
 Which no loud Herald nced> that may proclaimed 
 Or feeke acceptance, but the Authors fame. 
 Much lefTethat fhould This Happy Worke commend, 
 VVhofe Subject is its Licence, and doth fend 
 It to the World to be Receiv'd and §Lead, 
 Farre as the glorious Beamcs of Truth are fprcad J 
 Nor let it be imagin'd, that I looke 
 Only with Cuflomes Eye upon your Booke y 
 Or in this fervice that 'twas my intent 
 T'exclude your Perfon from your Argument. 
 I mail profefTe, much of the Love I owe 
 Doth from the Root of our Extraction grow. 
 To which though I can little contribute • 
 Yet with a Naturall joy, I muft impute 
 To our Tribes honour, what by You is done? 
 Worthy the Title of a Prelates Sonne'. 
 And fcarcely have Two Brothers farther borne 
 A Fathers Name, or with more Value worne 
 Their Owne 3 then Two of you : whofe Pens 5 and Feet 
 Have made the diftant Points of Heav'n to meet : 
 w^view ^ ee by exact difcoveries of the Weft, 
 Religion «n Your Selfe by painfull Travels in the Eaft. 1 
 
 parts. oOm^ 
 
Some more like you would powerfully Confute 
 
 Th'Oppofers of Priefts Manage by the Fruit. 
 
 And (lince 'tis knowne, for all their Strait-vow'd life, 
 
 They Like the Sexe in any ftile but Wife ) 
 
 Caufe them to change their Cloifter for that State, 
 
 Which Keeps men Chaft by Vowes legitimate. 
 
 Nor fhame to Father their Relations, 
 
 Or under Nephewes Names difguife their Sons. 
 
 This Child of yours, borne without fpurious blot, 
 
 And Fairely Midwivd as it was begot, 
 
 Doth fo much of the Parents goodnelie Weare, 
 
 You may be proud to owne it for your Heire. 
 
 Whofe Choice acquires you from the Common Sin 
 
 Of fucli, who finiiTi worfe, then they Begin. 
 
 You mend upon your felfe , and your Laft Straine 
 
 Does of your Firft the ftart in judgement gaine. 
 
 Since, what in Curious Travell was begun, 
 
 You here conclude in a Devotion. 
 
 Where in delightfull Raptures we defcry, 
 
 As in a Map , Sions Chorograpky- .- 
 
 Lay'd out in to direct, and Smooth a Line, 
 
 Men need not goe about through Pala:ftine. 
 
 Who feeke Chrift here,will the Streight Rode preferre^ 
 
 As neerer much then by the Sepulchre. 
 
 For not a Limbe growes here, but is a Path 
 Which in Gods City the bled Centre hath, 
 And doth fo fweetly on each Pafsion ftrike, 
 The moil phantaftick tafte will fomewhat Like, 
 To the Vncjuiet Soule lob dill from hence 
 Speaks ki th'Example of his Patience. 
 The MortifTd may heare the Wife Kinc? Preach, 
 When his Repentance made Him fit to Teach : 
 Here are choice Hymnes and Carolls for the Glad- 
 And melancholy Dirges for the fad. 
 Lart, David ( as he could his Arttransferre ) 
 Speaks like Himfelfe by an Interpreter. 
 Your Mufe , rekindled hath the Prophets Fire, 
 AndTun'd the Strings of his neglected Lvre •■ 
 
 Making 
 
Making the Note and Ditty fo agrec> 
 They now become a perfect Harmony. 
 
 1 muft confefle, I have long wifht to fee 
 The Pfalmes reducd to this Conformitie : 
 Grieving the Songs of Sion fhould be fung 
 In Phrafc not diffring from a Barbarous Tongue. 
 As if, by Cuftome warranted, we may 
 Sing that to God s we would be loth to Say? 
 Farre be it from my purpoie to upbraid 
 Their honeft meaning, who firfl offer made 
 That Booke in Meter to compile, which you 
 Have mended in the Forme? and Built anew. 
 And It was well, considering the Time 
 Which fcarcely could diftinguifh Verfe and Rhimc. 
 But now the Languages like the Churchy hath won 
 More Lufter fince the Reformation ; 
 None can condemne the Willi, or Labour {pent 
 Good Matter in Good Words to reprefent. 
 
 Yet in this jealous Age fome fuch there be 
 So (without caufc) *Prai<! of Noveltie • 
 They would by no meanes (had they power to chofe) 
 An Old 111 Cuftome, for a Better loofe. 
 Men who a Ruftick Plainefle fo affect, 
 They thinke God ferved bell: by their neglect : 
 Holding the Caufe would be Prophan'd by it, 
 Were they at Charge of Learning or of Wit. 
 And therefore bluntly, what comes next, they bring 
 Courfe and ill ftudy'd Stuffe for Offering ; 
 Which, like th'Old Tabernacles Covering, are 
 Made up of Badgers skins and of Goats haire* 
 But Thefe are Paradoxes they muft u(e 
 Their Sloth and bolder Ignorance to excuie. 
 Who would not laugh at one will Naked goe, 
 'Caufe in Old hangings Truth is pictur'd fo ? 
 Though Plainnefle be reputed Honours note, 
 They Mantles adde to beautifie the Coat. 
 So that a Curious ( unaffected ) drefle 
 Addes much unto the Bodies comelinefTe : 
 
 And 
 
And wherefoe're the Subject's Bcft? the Senfe 
 Is better'd by the Speakers Eloquence. 
 
 But Sir,to you I will no Trophie raifc 
 From other Mens detraction or difpraife. 
 That Iewell never had inherent worth> 
 Which ask't iuch Foyles as thefe to let it forth. 
 Ifanycjuarrell your Attempt or Stile 
 Forgive them : their owne Folly they revile.' 
 Since 'gainft Themfelves their factious Envie fhali 
 Confefle this Worke of Yours Canonicall. 
 
 Nor may you feare the Poets common Lot, 
 Read^and Commended, and then quite forgot. 
 The Brazen Mines and Marble Rockes mail wafte. 
 When your Foundation will unfhaken laft. 
 'Tis Fames beftpay 3 that You your Labours fee 
 By their Immortall Subject crowned bee. 
 For n ere was Author in Oblivion hid, 
 Who FirnYd his Name on fuch a Pyramid. 
 
 To my very much honoured Friend M r . 
 
 George Sandys ,upon his Paraphrafe on the Poeti- 
 
 call Parts of the Bible. 
 
 *T*Hefepure immortall Streames ? thefe holy Streynes, 
 To flow in which, th'Eternall Wifedome dei^nes. 
 Had firft their facred Spring,in Iuda's Plaines. 
 
 Borne in the Eaft 3 their Soule of heavenly Race, 
 They ftill preferve a more then Mortall Grace, 
 Though through the Mortall Pens of Men they paffe. 
 
 For pureft Organs ever were defign'd 
 
 To thi s high Workcthe moft Etheriall Mind 
 
 Was touch' t,and did thefe holy Raptures finde. 
 
 (**) You 
 
You Sir, who alkhefe feverall Springs have knowne 3 
 And have fo large a Fountaine of your ownc • . 
 
 Seeme Borne and Bred for what you now have done.' 
 
 Plac'd by jufl Thoughts, above all worldly Care> 
 Such as for Heaven it felfe a Roome prepares , 
 Such as alreadie more then Earthly are. 
 
 Next you have knowne (befides all Arts) their Spring, 
 
 The happie Eaft 5 and ftom Iudea bring 
 
 Part of that Power 3 with which her Ayres you Singi 
 
 Laftly,what is above all Reach of Praife, 
 
 Above Reward,of any fading Bayes, 
 
 No Mufe like Yours did ever Language raiie. 1 
 
 Devotion 5 Knowledge, Numbers, from your Peri 
 Mixtly and fweetly flow ; whilft liftning Men 
 Sufpend their Cares, inamour'd of your Theme. 
 
 They calme cfrti* Tko» s Uc^ind in their Bofoms own 
 
 Better Defires,to them perhaps unknowne^ 
 
 Till by your Muficke to themfelves brought Home. 
 
 Muficke, (the univerfall Language) fweyes 
 
 In everie Minde j the World this Power obeyes> 
 
 And Natures Selfe is charm'd by well-tun d Layes* 
 
 All difproportiondjharfh) diforder'd Cares, 
 Vnequall Thoughts, vaine Hopes, and low Deipaircs^ 
 Fly the foft Breath of thefe harmonious Ayres . 
 
 Here is that Harp,whofe Charms uncharm'd the breft 
 Of troubled Saul, and that unquiet Gueft, 
 With which his Pafsions travel'd, dilpolTes'd J 
 
 iob. Iob,moves Amazements David moves ourTeares - 
 
 EcdSes. His RoyallSonne,afadApparell weares 
 
 Of Language?and perfwades to Pious Fearcs.' 
 
 The 
 
The Pafsions of the Firft rife great and high, 
 But Salomon a lefTe concerned Eye 
 Calling on all the world, flowes equally. 
 
 Not in that ardent courfe, as where He woes ^ 
 
 The Sacred Spoufe, and her chaft Love purfues, «o: Pnmcd. 
 
 With brighter flames, and with a higher Mule. 
 
 This Work had beene proportion'd to our Sight, 
 Had you but knowne with fome allay to Write, 
 And not preferv'd your Authors Strength and Light. 
 
 Butyou fo cruflithbfe Odors, fodiipenfe 
 Thofe rich perfumes, you make them too intenfe 
 And fuch ( alas ) as too much pleafe our Senfc. 
 
 W r e fitter are for forrows, then fuch Love 5 
 
 lofiah falls, and by his fall doth move Lamentations 
 
 Teares from the people, Mourning from above. 
 
 ludah, in her Iofiah's Death, doth Aye 
 All Springs of gnefe are opened to fupply, 
 Streames to the torrent of this Elegy. 
 
 Others breake forth in everlafting Praife T!ic rcveiall 
 
 Having their wifli, and wifliing thev might raife. Hymns. 
 Some monument of Thanks to after-Dayes. 
 
 Thefe are the Pictures, which your happy Art 
 Gives us, and which fo well you doe impart, 
 As if theie pafsions iprung in your owne Heart. 
 
 Others tranflate, bu t you the Beames collect 
 
 Of your infpired Authors, and reflect 
 
 Thole heavenly Rai's with new and ftrong effect. 
 
 Yet humane Language only can reftore, 
 What humane Language had impair'd before. 
 And when that once is done, can give no more. 
 
 <** 2) Sh 
 
Sir, I forbearc to addc to what is faid, 
 
 Leaft to your burniflit Gold I bring my Lead, , 
 
 And with what is Immortall, mixc the Dead. 
 
 Sidney Godolpbitf} 
 To ray worthy friend M r . Qeorge Sandys* 
 
 T preffe not to the Quire, nor dare I greet 
 
 A The holy Place with my unhallow'd feet : 
 
 My unwamt Mufe pollutes not things Divine, 
 
 Nor mingles her prophaner notes with thine ; 
 
 Here, humbly at the Porch, fhe liffcning ftayes, 
 
 And with glad eares fucks in thy Sacred Layes. 
 
 So, devout Penitents of old were wont, 
 
 Some without doore, and fome beneath the Font, 
 
 To ftand and hcare the Churches Liturgies, 
 
 Yet not afsift the folemne Exercife. 
 
 Sufficeth her, that fhe a Lay-place gaine, 
 
 To trim thy Veftmcnta, or but t«re thy traine : 
 
 Though nor inTune,nor Wing, She reach thy LarkeS 
 
 Her Lyricke feet may dance before the Arke. 
 
 Who knowesj but that Her wandring eyes* that run 
 
 Now hunting Glow-wormes, may adore the Sun. 
 
 Apure Flame may, (hot by Almighty Power 
 
 Into my bred, the earthy flame devoure : 
 
 My Eyes, in Penitential! dew may fteepe 
 
 That bryne, which they for fenfuall love did weepe : 
 
 So (though 'gainfl: Natures courfe)h*re may be quencht 
 
 With fire? and water be with water drencht. 
 
 Perhaps, my reftlefle SouIe>tyr'd with purfuit 
 
 Of mortal! beautie, feeking without fruit 
 
 Contentment there; which hath not, when enjoy'd, 
 
 Quencht all her thirfli nor fatisfi'dj though cloy'd; 
 
 Weary of her vaine fearch below, above 
 
 Inthefirft Fairemay find th'immortall Love. 
 
 Prompted by thy Example then, no more 
 
 In moulds of Clay will I my God adore,. 
 
 But 
 
But teare thofe Idols from my Heart, and Write 
 
 Wljat his bleft Sprit, not fond Love, fhall endite. 
 
 Then> I no more fhall court the Verdant Bay, 
 
 But the dry leavelefle Trunke on Golgotha: 
 
 And rather ftriveto gaine from thence oneThorne, 
 
 Then all the flourifhing Wreathes by Laureats worne. 
 
 Tho : Carew. 
 
 To my worthy Kinfman M 1 '. (jeorge Sandys, 
 on his excellent Paraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 VOu teach us a new Pleafure, and have Co 
 Penn'd the lad Story, we delight in Woe. 
 Teares have their Mufickc too • this mournfull Drefle 
 Doth Co become lob's forrows, and exprefle 
 Affliction in Co fweet a grace, that we 
 Find iomething to be lov'd in Mifery. 
 Here Griefe is witty, that the Reader might 
 Not fuffer, in the patience you write. 
 
 Let others wanton it, while x ; admire 
 Thy warmth, which doth proceed from holy Fire. 
 *Tis Guilt, not Poetry, to be like thofe 
 Whole wit in Verie> is downe-right Sin in Profe : 
 Whole Studies are Prophannefle, as if then 
 They were good Poets only, when bad Men. 
 But thefe are purer Flames 3 nor fhall thy Heat 
 Becaufe 'tis good, be therefore thought not Great. 
 How vainly doe they erre, who thinke it fit 
 A facred Subject fhould be void of Wit ? 
 I boldly dare affirme, He never meant 
 We fhould be Dull, who bids, be Innocent. 
 'Tis no excufe, when you your charme reherie 
 So fweetly, not to heare, becaufe 'tis Verfe. 
 Religion is a Matrons whole grave Face 
 From Decent Veitures doth receive more Grace. 
 In Holy duties fondly we affect 
 A mis-becomming Rudeneffej and fufpect 
 
 Cleane 
 
Cleane Offerings ; wee thinke God likes the Heart 
 Where leaftappeares of th'Vnderftandingparu 
 As if Gods MefTengers did but delude, 
 VnlelTe what they deliver us, be rude. 
 Choice Language is the clothing of your Mind j 
 Your matter ( likethofe Saints which areinfhrin d 
 In Gold, or like to Beauty, when the Lawne 
 With rofie cheeks bepurpled ore, is drawne 
 To boaft the lovelinefle? it feemes to hide, 
 And (hew more cunningly the blufliing Bride.) 
 Hath hence a greater luftre ; they not love 
 The Body lelTe, who doe the Clothes approved 
 So we upon this Iewell doe not fet 
 Lefle price, becanfe we praife the Cabinet] 
 
 Dudley Diggesl 
 
 To my honoured Kinfman M r . Qeorge Sandys, 
 
 on his admirable Paraphrafes. 
 
 HY com'ft thou thus attended to the Prefle ? 
 
 Thou wants no Suffrages, the Subject 3 lelTe : 
 At firft, in confidence of thy full Worth, 
 Single, unknowne,Thou didft adventure forth ; 
 Thy living Works fince oft have paft the Teft, 
 And every laft (to wonder ) prov'd the beft. 
 Thy Profe and Verfe each other Emulate, 
 From Rivals free? at home their Right debate : 
 Divide the ludgement, whether mod t'admire 
 Roabes loofely flowing, or fine fhap't Attirq 
 Nor art thou to be blam'd, for having pafi: 
 PernaiTus hill, and come to Sion laft. 
 The Schooles from Comments on the Stagy rite? 
 To heavenly Speculations rais'd their Flight : 
 The Progreflefit, though of Philofophy, 
 'Tis juftly feard* they tooke too deepe a Dye. 
 God chiefely warm'd their Breads with facred Heat> 
 Who werein'other Knowledges compleac : 
 
 Though 
 
 W! 
 
Though all alike to him, but that he meant 
 
 To give fome honour to the Instrument. 
 
 He who in other Structures merits praife, 
 
 May without diffidence a Temple raife, 
 
 Aaifure; Bezaleel-like, Heav'n did inftili, 
 
 For this intended Frame, that MatchleiTe Skill : 
 
 Till then thy reftlelTe Mind mov'd Circular 
 
 Like the toucht Needle, till it find the Starre. 
 
 Well did'ft thou from the Earl thy entrance make, 
 
 From whence the light of Poetry firfl brake. 
 
 The Hand unicnowne 5 that God this Piece might own? 
 
 (Like the two Tables) for his Worke alone. 
 
 The Marke of his immediate Worke it beares, 
 
 Even at the Spring a boundleiTe Sea appeares. 
 
 For what his Hands, without a Second, make, 
 
 At once their Being and Perfection take. 
 
 His firfl Day Adam a full Man beheld . 
 
 And Cana s Water choice!! Wine exceid. 
 
 This firft of Authors, firfl of Poets,flew 
 
 So high a Pitch,as almofl out of View. 
 
 And this was not of lobs rewards the left 5 
 
 That his rare Story fuch a Pen exprefl. 
 
 What high expreisions in fuch depth of Woe ! 
 
 How fweet his fighes and grones in Numbers flow ! 
 
 When God himfelfe was pleafed lob to cite, 
 
 Who could fuch Language worthy Him endite ! 
 
 His jufl Reproofes fo great a Terrour beare, 
 
 As if each Word a clap of Thunder were. 
 
 From hence in fmaller Drilles her courfe die keeps; 
 
 And fcarce difcern'd 5 alongthe Vallies creeps 
 
 Through Mofes and the Iudges • yet we may 
 
 Inthefedifcover her continued Way. 
 
 But when the State into a Kingdome grew 3 
 
 When all did with their bleffed King renew ; 
 
 In the fweet Singer then againe it flowes. 
 
 Her bounds extends, and to a River growes. 
 
 His large- foul'd Son from Heaven full Light receivess 
 
 For every Path and Step direction gives. 
 
 Dilcovers 
 
Difcovers to our long-feduced Eyes 3 
 Her Fucus off, the Worlds deformities. 
 And by a Purer quenches fenfuall Fire, 
 The Object chang'd, prefcrves the Heat entire^ 
 Thefe two, who might with lob difpute their Righ^ 
 Rais'd Numbers to their Apogaeon height. 
 Thence through the Prophets We her Current trace, 
 Whofe graver Works Poeticke Iems enchace : 
 To lliew how aptly both ailume one Name, 
 Both Heaven-infpir'd, compos'dof Zealeand Flame: 
 Above the Reft, that funerall Elegy, 
 Prefents fad Iuda,to th'admiring Eye 
 So lovely in her Sable Vaile and Teares ; 
 Scarce any Bride in all her Trim appeares: 
 Of fuch a winning fweetnelTe : O what Heart 
 But mull due Pitty to her Woes impart ! 
 All thefe, for Profe had ftill miftaken beene, 
 Their Native grace our Language never feene ; 
 Had not thy fpeaking Picture fhew'd to All 
 The Wondrous heznty of th'Originall; 
 Had lien like Stones uncut, and Oare untri'd,' 
 Their Reall Worth the fame, though fcarce elpi'd^ 
 But by the skilfull Linguift- To the Moft 
 In the darke Senfe, and hard Exprefsions loft.' 
 Thy Art hath Polifh't them to what they were* 
 Vnvalued lew els for the Bread, and Eare. 
 Here fixe thy Pillars, what remaines there high r.' 
 But th'unknowne Ditties of the heavenly Quire. 
 
 Francis Wiatt. 
 
 Summa Approbationis. 
 T)Erlegih^c Poemata Sacra in lob , Davidit Pfalmos] 
 Ecclejiaften , Lament ationes leremi* Prophet* , &. } 
 alios Hymnos Sacros 3 in quibus omnibus nihil reperia 
 S S , Paging contrarium . quominwcnvnutilitate, uti^ 
 Summa Lectorum Voluptate Typis mandentur* 
 
 Datmn Lameth* JLmo. in Chrifio Pstri, & r Dem. D. Arch.Ctnt, 
 
 Novemh. 7. SaceHanm Domeftiem. 
 
 1637, Gvil.Bray. 
 
To his worthy Friend M r . (jeorge Sandys 
 
 upon his excellent Paraphrafes. 
 
 " ' 
 *TrHy Lines I weigh not by th'Originall j 
 •"■ Nor skan thy Words how evenly 1 they fall i 
 I mofl applaud thy Pious Choice, who mak'ft 
 The Sacred Wrifriky Subject, and thence tak'ft 
 Thofe Pares, wherein the moft Perverfe may fee 
 Divinity and Poefie agree. 
 Afflicted lob a Veile of Sorrow fhrouds j 
 But heavenly Bcames difpell thofe envious Clouds* 
 The Royall Pfalmift, borne on Angels wings> 
 Now weepes in Verfo now Halelu-jahs fings. 
 Converted Salomon to our eyes presents 
 Deluding Ioyes 5 and curelefle Difcontents, 
 That good Iofiah's Name may never dye, 
 Thy Mufe revives his Moutnfull Elegy, 
 With the fame Zeale 3 doth to our Numbers fit . i 
 All the Poeticke Parts of Holy Wric 
 And thus Salvation thou maift bring to thoA 
 Who never would have fought.for it In Profc.' 
 
 Renry Kaimfordi 
 
 ■ 
 
 To his Worthy Friend M r . (jcorgeSandjs 
 
 on his Sacred Poems. 
 
 TTOw bold a Worke attempts that Peri 
 Which would enrich our Vulgar tongue 
 
 With the high Raptures of thofe Men 
 
 Who here with the lame Spirit fung 
 Wherewith they now afsiit the Quire 
 Of An2els> who their Songs admire? 
 
 What ever thofe infpired Soules 
 Were urged to exprefle, did fliake 
 The Aged Deepe, and both theJ?oles : , 
 Their numerous Thunder could awake 
 
 Dull Earth, which doth with Heav'n confent 
 To all They wrought, and all They meant. 
 
 (***) Say 
 
Say ( Sacred Bard ) what could beftow, 
 Courage on thee to foarefohigh J 
 Tell mee ( Brave Friend ) what help'd thee Co 
 To (hake off all Mortalitie ? 
 
 To Light this Torch thou haft climb' d higher 
 
 Then he who ftole cadeftiall Fire. 
 
 to***) 
 
 EdmwL Waller. 
 
 To my worthy Friend M r , (jeorgeSandjsl ■ 
 
 TNlpir'd by Thee, who art thy felfe a Mufe, 
 
 Not crown'd with Ivy, or neglected Baies I 
 But with a facred Light, which doth infufe 
 
 Into our Soules her intellecluall Raies : 
 Among thefe Starrcs of the firft Magnitude, 1 
 
 I, in afFec"t,ion,my dimne Taper bring: 
 For though my Voice be horce, my Numbers rude^ 
 
 On fuch a Thcame who could forbeare to fing ? 
 Immortall Sands whofe Nectar-dropping Pen 
 
 Delights, inftructs ; and with chat holy Fire, 1 
 Which fell from Heaven , warmes the cold brcfts of 
 
 And in their Minds creats a new Defirc. (men • 
 For Truth in Poefie fo fweetly ftrikes 
 
 Vpon the Cords, and Fivers of the Heart - 
 That it all other Harmony did ikes, 
 
 And happily is Vanquiflit by her Art.' 
 Thefe God-like Formes, inlpir'd with Breath divine > 
 
 Bleft in thcmfelves, and making others Bleft. . 
 For us are by that curious hand of thine, 
 
 In Englifli Habits elegantly dreft [ 
 May our great Mafter, to whole facred Name 
 
 Thy Studious Houres fuch ufuall Gifts direct. 
 As Caefar to his Maro, prove the Same ; 
 
 And equall Beames upon thy Mule reflect, 
 
 Wintoure Grant, 
 
A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON IOB. 
 
 N Hus,a Land which ncare the Suns uprile, 
 And Northern confines of Sahara lies, 
 A great Example of Perfection reign d : 
 His Name was lob- his Soul with guilt unflaind. 
 None with more zeale the Deitie ador'd - 
 Aiie<Sted Vertue more, Vice more abhorr'd. 
 Three beauteous Daughters, andfeven hope- 
 Renew'd his youth,and crown d his Nuptiall Ioyes. (fullBoyes, 
 Lord of much Riches, which the ufe renownes : 
 Seven thoufand broad-taild Sheepe gras'd on his Downes 3 
 Three thoufand Camels his ranke Failures fed ; 
 Arabia's wandring Ships, for traffick bred : 
 His gratefull Fields a thoufand Oxen tilfd ; 
 They with their rich increafe the hungry fill'd : 
 Five hundred Afles yearely tooke the Horfe 5 
 Producing Mules of greater fpeed and force : 
 The Mafter of a mighty Family ; 
 Well ord'red , and direclied by his Eye. 
 None was more opulent in all the Earl, 
 Of greater Power ; yet fuch as Hill increaft, 
 
 By daily turnes the Brothers entertaine 
 Each other : with the wee.ke begin againe. 
 This conftant cuftome held : Not to excite 
 And pamper the voluptuous Appetite ; 
 But to preferve the Vnion of their Blood 
 With fober Banquets, and unpurchas'd Food. 
 TlVinvited Sifters with their graces bleft 
 Their feftivals - } and were themielves a Feaft. 
 
 . A Their 
 
 Chap, 
 
 i. 
 
 \ 
 
%A Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Their turnes accompliftit, lobs religious care 
 His Sonnes afTembles ; whofe united praier 
 Like fweet perfumes from golden Cenfors rife : 
 Then with divine Luftrations fandtifies. 
 And when the Rofy-finger'd Morne arofe ; 
 From bleating Flocks unblemifht fadings chofe 5 
 Proportioned to their number : thefe he flew, 
 And bleeding on the flaming Altar threw 
 Perhaps, laid he, my Children in the heat 
 Of wine and mirth, their Maker may forget ; 
 And give accefTe to Sinne. Thus they the Round 
 Of Concord Keepe ; by his Devotions crownd. 
 
 Iehovafrom the fummit of the skie, 
 Environed with his winged Hierarchie, 
 
 The world furvaid. When lo, the Prince of Hell, $ 
 
 Who whilcme from that envy'd Glory fell, 
 Like an infectious Exhalation 
 
 Shot through the Spheares ; and Hood before his Throne. 
 Falfe Spirit laid, th' Almighty, that all fhapes 
 Do'ft counterfeit to perpetrate thy Rapes 3 
 Whence com'ft thou > Hereply'd- I with the Sun 
 Have circl'd the round World : much People won 
 From thy ftrict Rule, to my indulgent Raigne : . 
 Taught that no pleasure can remit frompaine. 
 Halt thou, laid God, obferv'd my fervant lob > 
 Is their a Mortall treading on the Globe 
 Of Earth fo perfect > can thy wicked Arts 
 Corrupt his goodnelfe ? all thy fiery Darts 
 The Armour of his fortitude repels ; 
 Inluftice he, as thou in fraud, excels : 
 Our power adores, with facrifices feafts ; • 
 
 Loves what thou hat'ft ; and all thy works detefts. 
 Hath lob ferv'd God for nothing ? Satan laid : 
 Or unrewarded at thy Altar paid 
 Hisfrequent vowes > Haft thou not him, andall 
 Which he cals his, incloled with a wall 
 Of ftrength impregnable ? his labours blefl: > 
 And almoft withprofperitie oppreft ? 
 Left nothing to defire ? yet (hould'ft thoulay 
 Thy hand upon him ; or but take away 
 What thy Indulgence gave ; in foule diigrace 
 He would blafpheme, and curfe thee to thy face. 
 Iehova faid ; his Children, all he hath, 
 Are fubjec~t to the venome of thy wrath : 
 Alone his Perlbn Ipare. The tempterthen 
 Shrunke from his prefence toth aboadsof Men. 
 
 As 
 
ji Paraphrafe upon lob* 
 
 As at their elder Brother's all the reft 
 Of that faire off-fpring celebrate his feaft 
 With liberalljoyj andcoole tlf inflaming blood 
 Of generous grapes, with chriftall of the flood : 
 A Meffenger arriv'd, halfe out of breath, 
 Yet pale with horror of efcaped Death, 
 And cry'd - Oh lob, as thy ftrong Oxen till'd 
 The ftubborne fallowes ; while thy Afles fill'd 
 Themfelves with Herbage j all became a prey 
 To arm'd Sabx,ans, who in ambufh lay : 
 Thy Servants by their curfed fury flaine - 3 
 And I the only Meffenger remaine. 
 Another entred,ere his tale was told, 
 With finged haire 5 and faid; I muft unfold 
 A dreadfull Accident : At Noone, a Night 
 Of clouds arofe, that Day deprived of Light : 
 Whofe roaring conflicts from their breaches threw 
 Darts of inevitable flames, which flew 
 Thy Sheepe and Shepheards : I, of all alone 
 Efcap'd, to make the fad Difafter knowne. 
 This hardly faid ; a third, with blood imbrew'd, 
 Brake through the PrefTe, and thus his griefe purfu'd : 
 The fierce Chaldeans in three Troopes aflaild 
 Our Guards ; till they their Soules through wounds exhal'd : 
 Then drave away thy Camels, only I 
 Thus wounded, live to te\l thy loffe, and DiQ» 
 As thronging Billowes one another drive 
 To murmuring mores ; fo thicke and fall arrive 
 Thefe MefTengers of Death : The fourth and laft, 
 With flaring haire, wild lookes, and breathlefle hafte ? 
 Rufht in and faid : Oh lob ! prepare to heare 
 The faddeft newes that ever piercM an eare. 
 Loe, as thy Children on fbft Couches lay, 
 And with difcourfes entertain'd the Day, 
 A fodain Tempeft from the Defert flew 
 With horrid wings, and thundered as it blew. 
 Then whirling round, the Quoines together ftrooke • 
 And to the ground that lofty fabrick fhooke : 
 Thy Sonnes and Daughters buryed in the fall -, 
 Who, ah ! delerv'd a nobler Funerall. 
 And I alone am living to relate 
 Their Tragedies, that was deni'd their Fate. 
 
 He, who the aflaults of Fortune, like a rock 
 So long withftood ; could not fuftaine this (hock : 
 But riling, forthwith from his fhoulders tare 
 His purple robe, and, and (hav'd his dangling haire 
 
 A 2 Then 
 
kA Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Then on the Earth his Body proftrate laidj 
 And thus with humble adoration, faid : 
 Naked I was, at my firft houre of Birth ; 
 And naked mult returne unto the Earth. 
 God gives- God takes away : Oh be his Name 
 For ever bleft ! thus free from touch of blame 
 lob firmely flood : and with a patient mind 
 His CrofTes bare ; nor at his God repin'd. 
 Chap. 2. Againe when all the radiant Sonnes of Light 
 
 Before his Throne appear'd, whole only light 
 Beatitude infus'd : Th'inveterate foe , 
 In fogs afcending from the depth below, 
 Profain'd their bleft Aflembly: what pretence, 
 Said God, hath brought thee hither ? and from whence > 
 I come, laid he, from compafling the Earth : 
 Thejr Travels feene who ipring from humane birth. 
 Then God : haft thou my Servant lob beheld ? 
 Can his rare pietie beparalel'd - 
 His Juftice equal'd ? can alluring vice, 
 With all her Sorceries, his Soule intice ? 
 His daily Orifbns attract our Eares • 
 Who puniflbment, lelTe then the trefpafle, feares : 
 And {till his old Integritie retaines 
 Through all his woes, inflicled by thy traines. 
 When he, whole labouring thoughts admit no reft, 
 This anlwer threw out of his Stygian breft ; 
 lob to himfelfe is next, who will not give 
 All that he hath, fo his owne Soule may live > 
 Stretch out thy hand - } with aches pierce his bones, 
 His flefh with lafhes • multiply his grones : 
 Then if he curfe thee not, let thy dire Curfe 
 Increafe my torments, if they can be worfe. 
 To whom the Lord : Thou Inftrument of ftrife, 
 Enjoy thy cruell wifh : but fpare his Life. 
 The Soule of Envy, from his pretence went ; 
 And through the burning Aire, made his defcent. 
 To execution falles : The blood within 
 His veines inflames, andpoyfons his finooth skin. 
 Now all was but one fore : from foot to head 
 iWith burning Carbuncles, and VIcers fpread • 
 He on the Allies fits, his fate deplores : 
 Andwithapot-fheard, fcrapes the fwelling Sores. 
 His frantick wife, whole patience could not beare 
 Suchwaight of Mileries, thus wounds hiseare : 
 Is this the purchafe of thy Innocence > 
 O Foole, thy Piety is thy offence. 
 
 He, 
 
A Taraphfyfe upon lob. 
 
 He whom thou ferv ft, hath us of all bereft : 
 
 Our Children flaine, and thee to torments left. 
 
 Goe on • his Iuftice praife : O rather flye 
 
 To thy affur'd rehefe ; Curfe God, and dye. 
 
 Thou wretch thy Sexes folly ; he reply'd : 
 
 Shall we who have fo long his Bounty try'd, 
 
 And flounfh'd in his favour, now not beare 
 
 Our harmes vviihpatience ; but renounce his Feare ? 
 
 Thus his great Minde his Miferies tranfcends : 
 
 Nor the leaft accent of his lips offends. 
 
 Now was his ruine by the breath of Fame 
 Divulg'd through all the Eaft : when Zophar came 
 From pleafant Naamath : wife Eliphas 
 FromTheman, rich in Palmes, butpoorc ingraffe : 
 AndBildad fromSui'tah's fruitfull Soile ; 
 Prais'd fortheplentie of her Corne and Oyle. 
 Thefe meete iVomfeverall Quarters to condole 
 With their old Friend, and comfort his fad Scule. 
 Yet at the firft, unknowne : his Miferies 
 Had fb transformed him, knowne, theyjoyn'd their cryes, 
 Wept bitterly, their fable Mantles tare, 
 Rais'd Clouds of Duft, that fell upon their haire. 
 Seven Dayes they fate befides him on the ground ; 
 As many Nights, in filent Sorrow drown d. 
 For yet they knew the Torrent of his woe 
 Would by refiftance more cmtragious grow. 
 
 He, when excefTe of Sorrow, had given way 
 To the reliefe of words, thus curs'd his Day : 
 O perifh may the Day, which firft gave light 
 To me, molt wretched ! and the fatall Night 
 Of my Conception ! let that Day be bound 
 In Clouds of Pitch, nor walke the Etheriall Round. 
 Let Gcd not write it in his Roll of Dayes : 
 Nor let the Sunne reftore it with his Raies. 
 Let Deaths darke Shades involve, no light appeare 
 But dreadfull Lightnings : its owne horrors feare. 
 Be it the firft of Miferies to all, 
 Or laft of Life ; defanfd with Funerall. 
 O be that difmall Night, for ever blind ! 
 Loft in it felfe • nor to the Day rejoyn'd ! 
 Nor numbred in the fwift Circumference 
 Of Monthes andYeares ; but vanifhin offence. 
 O let it fad and fblitary prove : 
 No fprightly Muficke heare, nor Songs of Love. 
 Let wandring Apparitions then affright 
 The trembling Bride, and quench the Nuptiall light. 
 
xA Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 O Let thofe hate it, who the Day-light hate : 
 
 Who mourne and grone beneath their forrowes waight. 
 
 Let the eclipfed Moone, her Throne refigne, 
 
 In fteed of Starres, let Blazing Meteors mine. 
 
 Let it not fee the Dawning fleckethe skies 5 
 
 Nor the gray Morning from the Ocean rife : 
 
 Became the Doore of Life it left unclos'd i 
 
 And me, a wretch, to cruell fates expos'd. 
 
 Oh why was I not ftrangled in the wombe ! 
 
 Nor in that fecret prifon found a Tombe ! 
 
 Or fince untimely borne 5 why did not I 
 
 ( The next of bleffings ) in that inftant die ? 
 
 Why kneel'd the Midwife at my Mothers throes ! 
 
 With paine produced ! and nurfe for future woes ! 
 
 Elfe had I an eternall Requiem kept j 
 
 And in the amies of Peace for ever ilept : 
 
 With Kings and Princes ranckt - 3 who lofty frames 
 
 In Deferts rais'd, t'lmmortalize their Names : 
 
 Who made the wealth, of Prouinces their prey : 
 
 In death as mighty, and as rich, as they. 
 
 Then I, as an Abortive, had not beene • 
 
 Nor with the hated Light, fuchSorrowes feene : 
 
 Slept, where none ere by violence oppreft - y 
 
 And where the weary from their Labors reft : 
 
 No Prifoners there, inforc'd by torments, cry ; 
 
 But feareleffe by their old Tormentors Lye : 
 
 The Meane, and Great, on equall Bafes Hand ; 
 
 No Servants there obey, nor Lords command. 
 
 Why fhould afflicted Soules in anguifh live J 
 
 And only have immunitie to grieve > 
 
 Oh how they wifh for Death, to dole their eyes ! 
 
 But oh, in vaine > fince he the wretched flyes. 
 
 For whom they dig, as Pioners for Gold; 
 
 Which the darke entrales of the Earth unfold : 
 
 And having found him, as their Libertie, 
 
 With Ioy encounter • and contented die. 
 
 Why fhouldhe live, from whom God hath the path 
 
 Of fafetie hid, incompaft with his wrath > 
 
 In Stormes of figh's I tafte my bitter food: 
 
 My grones breake from me, like a roaring flood. 
 
 The Ruine which I fear'd, and in my thought 
 
 So oft revolv'd, one fatall Houre hath brought. 
 
 Nor durft I on Profperitie premme i 
 
 Or time in fleepe, and barren Eafe confume 5 
 
 But watcht my w£ary fteps : and yet for all 
 
 My Providence, thefe Plagues upon me fall. 
 
 Temanian 
 
A Taraphrttfe ufonlob. 
 
 Temanian Eliphas made this reply : Chap. 4. 
 
 O Friend , be it no breach of Love , that I 
 With filence dare not juftifie a wrong : 
 For who in fuch a Caufe can curb his Tongue > 
 Wilt thou, that wert topietie a guide, 
 That others haft with patience fortifide : 
 Confirm'd the Strong, given line we s to the Weake : 
 Now in the change of Fortune faint, and breake 
 Into offences ? aggravate thy haynes, 
 Forfake thy ftrength, and call: away thy armes ? 
 Is this thy Piety, thy Confidence, 
 Thy hope, and Life untainted with offence ? 
 Confult with former Ages : Have they knowne 
 The guiltlefle perifh, or the Iuft ore'throwne > 
 But thole who plow with vice, and mifchiefe throw 
 Into the furrowes j reape the Seed they fbw. 
 God fhall deftroy them with his Noftrils breath : 
 And fend them weeping to the caves of Death. 
 For he the raging Lyonefle confounds . 
 The roaring Lyon with his javelin wounds : 
 Scatters their Whelps ; their grinders breakes : fb they, 
 With the old Hunter, ftarvefor want of Prey. 
 Now when the Night her fable wings had fpred ; 
 And fleepe his Deaw on penfive Mortals fhed : 
 When Vifions in their aiery fhapes appeare ; 
 A Voice, not humane, whifpered m mine eare. 
 My knees each other ftruck • the frighted blood 
 Fled to my heart ; my haire like briftles ftood. 
 
 An Angel then appear'd before my fight : 
 
 Yet could no fhape difcerne . fo great a light 
 
 He threw about him : forthwith, filence brake - 
 
 And thus to me, intranc'd with wonder, fpake : 
 
 Shall mortall Man, that is but borne to die ; 
 
 Compare inlultice, and Integritie, 
 
 With him who made him ? he who muft defcend 
 
 Againe to Earth, and in Corruption end ? 
 
 His Angels were imperfed: in his fight, 
 
 Although indu d with Intelledtuall Light -' 
 
 Whom he accus'd of folly : much more they, 
 
 Who dwell in houfes, built of brittle clay j 
 
 Which have their weake foundations in the dull : 
 
 The food of wormes, and Times devouring Ruft, 
 
 They to the Evening from the Sunnes uprife, 
 
 Are exercised with change of Miferies : 
 
 Then, unregarded, fetin endleffe Night j 
 
 Nor ever {hall review the Morning light. 
 
 Thus 
 
8 \A Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Thus all their Glories vanifli with their breath : 
 They, and their Wifedomes, vanquifhed by Deaths 
 Chap. $. Now try what Patron , can thy caufe defend : 
 
 What Saint wilt thou folicite, or what Friend > 
 The Storme of his owne rage the foole confounds : 
 And Envies rankling ftingtli imprudent wounds. 
 Oft have I feene him, like a Cedar, fpread 
 His ample Roote h and his ambitious Head 
 With Clouds inveft : then, t^ tlV amaze of all, 
 Plow up the Earth with his prodigious fall. 
 His wandring Orphans finde noiafe retreat; 
 Butfriendlefie fiirFer at the Iudgement-Seat : 
 The greedy eate the harveft of their toile, 
 Snatcht from the fcratching thornes ; to theives a fpoile. 
 Though Sorrow fpring not from the wombe of Earth • 
 . Nor troublesfromthe Dull derive their Birth : 
 Yet man is borne to numerous Miseries, 
 ' As dying Sparks from trembling flames arife. 
 Should I the burthen of thy fate fuftaine? 
 I would not jultifie my felfe in vaine : 
 But at his feet my humble Soule deject 
 With prayers and teares • who wonders can effect : 
 As infinite, as great 5 andfarre above 
 That Spheare wherein our low Conceptions move* 
 He waters from celeftiallCafements powers, 
 W hich fall upon the furrowed Earth in fliowers : 
 To comfort thole who mourne in want ; and give 
 The famifht food, that they may eate and Live. 
 The Counfels of the Subtill he prevents ; 
 And by his wifedome fraftrates their Intents : 
 Intangles in the Snares themfelves contrive ■ 
 Who delperately to their owne Ruine drive. 
 They meete with DarknefTe in the cleareft Light : 
 And grope at Noone,as if involv'd with Night. 
 Licentious Swords, Oppreflion arm'd with power, 
 NorEnviesjawes, the Righteous fhalldevoure. 
 They ever hope, though exercis'd with care : 
 The wicked filen'it by their owne de/paire. 
 Happy is he whom Gods owne hands chaftife : 
 Since fo, let none his Chaltifements defpife. 
 For he both hurts and heales : binds up againe 
 The wounds he made, and mittigates their paine. 
 Inlixe afflictions will thy refugebe ; 
 And from the feventh, and lait, fhall fet thee free. 
 From meager Famines bloodlelTe MalTacrees - 3 
 And from the cruell thirft of horrid Warres : 
 
 Preferved 
 
A Tarapbrafe uponlob. 
 
 Preferved from the fcourge of poyfbnous tongues s 
 
 The fting of Malice, and infulting Wrongs. 
 
 Thou (halt in fafetie fmile ; when all the Earth 
 
 Shall fiiffer by the rage of Warre and Dea\h. 
 
 The MidianTyger, The ArabianBeare, 
 
 Nor Idumaean Lion (halt thou feare. 
 
 They all their native fiercenefTe fhall decline ; 
 
 AndfenfelefTe Stones (hall in thy aide combine* 
 
 Thy Tents fhall flouri(h in the Joyes of Peace ; 
 
 The wealth and Honour of thy tloufe increafe : 
 
 Thy Children, and their ofF-fpring, (hall abound ; 
 
 Like blades of grafle, thatcloath the pregnant ground. 
 
 Thou, fullofDayes, like waighty (hocks of Corne 
 
 In feafon reapt, (hall to thy grave be borne. 
 
 This truth, by long experience learnt, apply 
 
 To thy Difeafe ; and on the cure relye. Chap. <S, 
 
 Then lob, Oh were my fufFerings duly waigh'd 5 
 Were they together in one Balance laid : 
 The Sands whereon the rowling Billowes roare, 
 Were lefle in waight, and not in number more. 
 My words arefwallowedin thefe Deaths of woes - 
 While Stormes of lighes my filent griefe difclofe. 
 Gods Arrowes on my breaft defcend in (howers : 
 There ftick, and poyfon all my vitall powers. 
 'Tis he, who armes againft a Mortall beares ; 
 Subdues my ftrength, and chils my heart with feares. 
 Doe hungry Afles in frefhpaftures bray ? 
 Or Oxen low before full cribs of hay > 
 Oh can unleas'ned cates the gu«ft invite > 
 What tafte is in an Eggs unfavory white ? 
 My lothingfoule abhors your bitter food ; 
 Which forrow feeds, and turnes my teares to blood. 
 Oh that the Lord would favour my requeft - 3 
 And fend my Soule to her eternall relt ! 
 Deliver from this Dungeon,which reftraines 
 Her liberty, and breake Afflictions chaines ! 
 Then (houldmy Torments finde afiire rehefe : 
 And I become infenfible of griefe. 
 Oh, by notfparing, cure his wounds ; who hath 
 Divulg'd thy truth, and ftill preferv'd his faith ! 
 What (trength have I to hope > or to what end 
 Should I on fiich a wafted Life depend > 
 Was I by rocks ingendred > ribd with fteele > 
 Such tortures to refift, or not to feele ? 
 No hope, no comfort, but in Death is left ; 
 Thus tome with wounds, of aU my Joyes bereft. 
 
 B True 
 
i o \A Taraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 True Friends, who feare their Maker, fhould impart 
 Soft pittie to a fad and broken Heart : 
 But Oh, the great in vowes, and neare in Blood, 
 Forfake me like the torrent of a Flood : 
 Which in the winding vallies glides away ; 
 Andfcarce maintaines the Current of a Day : 
 Or Hands in folid Ice, conceal'd with Snow ; 
 But when the lowdly-ftorming South winds blow* 
 And mounted Sun invades it with his blames, 
 Diflblves j and f batters his exhauftedStreames. 
 Who from the parched fields of Thema came, 
 From Shceba fcorched with etheriall Flame. 
 In expectation to afTwage their thirft : 
 Deluded, bluftit ; and his dry channels curft. 
 So you now ceale to be what once you were s 
 And view my downfall with the eyes of Feare, 
 Have I requir'd your bounty to repaire 
 My ruin'd tor tune s > was it in my praier 
 That you for me the Mighty would oppofe ? 
 And in ajuft revenge purfiie my foes > 
 If I have err'd inftrud: me -, tell wherein : 
 My tongue {hall never juftifie a Sin. 
 Although a due reproofe informe the Senfe : 
 Detraction is the Gall of Impudence. 
 Why adde youforrow to a troubled mind > 
 Paffion muftfpeake : her words are but as wind* 
 Againft an Orphan you your forces bend: 
 And banquet with the afHi&ions of afriend, 
 Accufe not now, but judge : you from my youth 
 Have knowne andtry'de me, fpeake I more then truth ? 
 Vnveile your Eyes, and then I fhall appeare 
 The fame I am • from allafperfions cleare. 
 Have I my heart difguifed with my tongue > 
 Could not my taft dutinguilh right from wrong * 
 Chan 7 ThelifeofManisaperpetuallwarre: 
 
 *' In Miferie and Sorrow Circular. 
 
 He a poore mercenary ferves for bread: 
 
 For all his travell, only cloth'd and fed. 
 
 The Hireling longs to fee the Shades afcend ;' 
 
 That with the tedious Day his toyle might end, 
 
 And he his pay receive : but, ah ! in vaine 
 
 I Monthes conlume ; yet never reft obtaine. 
 
 The Night charmes riot my Cares with fleeplefTe eyes 
 
 My Torments cry : When will the Morning rife ! 
 
 Why runs the Charriot of the Night fo flow ? 
 
 The Day-Star finds me toiling to and fro. 
 
 Wormes 
 
xA Paraphrafe upon lob. 1 1 
 
 Wormes gnaw my flefh - y with filth my ulcers run • 
 
 My skin like clods of Earth, chapt with the Sunne. 
 
 Like fhuttles through the loome, fo fwiftly glide 
 
 My feathered Howers; and all my hopes deride ! 
 
 Remember, Lord, my life is but a wind • 
 
 Which pafleth by, andleaves no print behind. 
 
 Then never fhall my Eyes their lids unfold ; 
 
 Nor mortall light my vaniflit fac e behold, 
 
 Not thou, to whom our thoughts apparant bee, 
 
 Should' It thou defire, couldlt him, that is not, fee. 
 
 As clouds refolve to aire, fb never more. 
 
 Shall gloomy Graves their Dead to Light reflore : 
 
 Nor fhall they to their fumptuous Rootes returne ; 
 
 But lye forgotten, as if never borne. 
 
 Then, O my Soule, while thou haft freedome, breake 
 
 Into Complaints : give Sorrow leave to fpeake. 
 
 Am I a raging Sea,or furious Whale ? 
 
 That thou fhould'ft thus confine me with a wall ? 
 
 How often when the riling Stars had fpread 
 
 Their golden Flames, faia I ! now fhall my Bed 
 
 Refrefh my weary limbs • and peacefull Sleepe 
 
 My care and anguifh in his Lethe fteepe. 
 
 But lo ! fad Dreames my troubled Braines furprife : 
 
 And gaftly Vifions wound my flaring Eyes. 
 
 Sothatmyyeilding Soule, fubdude withgreife, 
 
 And tortufd Body, to their laft reliefe 
 
 V Vould gladly flye : and by a violence; 
 
 LefTe painefull, take from greater paine the Senfe. 
 
 For life is but my curfe : remme the breath 
 
 I muft reftore, and fold me up in Death. 
 
 O what is man, to whom thoufhould'ft impart 
 
 So great an Honour as to fearch his Hart ! 
 
 To watch his Steps, obferve him with thine eye h 
 
 And daily with renewed afflictions try ! 
 
 Still muft I fufter > wilt thou never leave > 
 
 Nor give a little time for griefe to breath > 
 
 My Soule hath finn'd : how can I expiate 
 
 Her guilt great Guardian, or prevent thy hate > 
 
 Why aim'ft thou all thy darts at me alone > 
 
 Who to my felfe am now a Burthen growne. 
 
 Wilt thou not to a broken Heart difpenfe 
 
 Thy Balme of mercy, and expunge th'ofFence, 
 
 E're dull returne to duft > Then thou no more 
 
 Shalt fee my Face ; nor I thy Name adore. 
 
 Thus lob. Then Bildad of Suita faid : , Cliao 8 
 
 Vaine Man, how long wilt them thy God up-braid \ "' 
 
 B % And 
 
i % xA Parapbrafe upon lob . 
 
 And like the roaring of a furious wind 
 Thus vent the wild diftemper of thy mind » 
 Can he pervert his Iudgements > ihall he iwervc 
 From his owne Juftice, and thy Paflions ferve r 
 If he thy Sonnes for their rebellion flew - 9 
 Death was the wages to their merit dew. 
 Oh wouldlt thoufeeke unto the Lord betimes, 
 With fervent prayer, and abftinence from crimes ; 
 Nor with new follies fpot thy Innocence : 
 Then would he alwayes watch in thy defence • 
 The Houie, that harbor' d fomuch vertue, blelTe 
 With fruitlull Peace - } and crcwne thee with fuccefte. 
 Then would he centuple thy former ftore - y 
 . And make thee farre more happy then before. 
 Search thou the Records of Antiquitie ; 
 And on our Anceftors reflect thine Eye : 
 For we, alas ! are but of Yefterday ; 
 Know nothing, and like fhadowes fleet away. 
 Thou in thofe Mirrors fhalt the truth behold 5 
 Whofe tongues un-erring Oracles unfold. 
 Can Bulrufhes but by the River grow ? 
 Can Flags there fl ourifh where no waters flow ? 
 Yet they, when greene, when yetuntoucht, of all 
 That cloth the Spring, Aril hang their heads, and fall. 
 So double-hearted Hypocrites, fothey 
 Who Godtorget, fhall in their prime decay. 
 Their ayery hopes as brittle as the thin 
 And fubtill webs, which toyling Spiders fpin. 
 Their Houfes full of wealth, and Ryot, fhall 
 Deceive their trii.lt ; and crufh them in their fall. 
 Though like a Cedar, by the River fed, 
 He to the Sunne his ample Branches fpread, 
 His Top furrounds with Clouds • deepeinthe flood 
 Bathes his firme Rootes ; even of himfelfe a VVood : 
 And from his heigth a night-like fhaddow throw 
 Vpon the Marble Palaces below : 
 Yet fhall the Axe of Juftice hew him downe ; 
 And levell with the Rootc, his lofty Crowne. 
 No Eye fhall his out-raz'dimpreflion view : 
 Nor mortall know where mch a Glory grew. 
 Thofe feeming goods, whereof the wicked vaunt 
 Thus fade, while others on their mines plant. 
 God never will the Innocent foriake : 
 Nor finfull Soules to his protedion take. 
 Cleanfe thou thy Heart : then in thy ample breaft 
 Joy ihall triumph, and fmiles thy cheekes inveft. 
 
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A Taraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 He will thy Foes with filent fhame confound : 
 And their proud ftr uftiirfl! 1 levell with the ground. 
 
 This is a truth acknowledged • lob replies : Chap, o, 
 
 But Oh what Man is righteous in his Eyes ! 
 Who can not-guilty plead before his Throne ? 
 Or of a thoufand Actions anfwer one > 
 God is in wifedome, as in power., immenfe : 
 Who ever could contend without offence, 
 Oifend unpunifh't ? you who Glory molt 
 In your owne Strength, can you of conqueft boaft > 
 Cloud- touching Mountaines to new feates are borne 
 From their Foundations, by his fury torne. 
 Th'afFrighted Earth in her diftemper quakes ; 
 When his Almighty Hand her Pillars (hakes. 
 At whofc command the Suns fwift Horfes ftay ; 
 While Mortalls wonder at fo long a Day. 
 The Moone into her darkned Orbe retires : 
 Nor feal'd up Starres extend their golden fires. 
 He, only He, Heavens blew Pavil lion fpreads: 
 And on the Oceans dancing Billowes treads. 
 Immane Arcturus, weeping Pleiades, 
 Orion, who with Stormes plowes up the Seas, 
 ForfeverallSeafonsfranfd : and all that rowle 
 Their radiant Flamesabout the Antartick Pole. 
 What wonders are effected, by his might ! 
 Oh how infcrutable, how Infinite ! 
 Though he obferve me, and be ever by • 
 Yet, ah ! Invifi ble to mortall Eye. 
 Can hands of Flefh compell him to reftore 
 What he fhall take ? or who dare aske wherefore > 
 The great in Pride, and Power, like Meteors mall 
 (If he relent not) by his Vengeance fall. 
 And Oh flail I, a worme, my caufe defend ; 
 Or in vaine Argument with God contend ? 
 I would not were I innocent difpute ; 
 But humbly to my Judge prefent my Suite. 
 Yet never could my hopes be confident • 
 Though God himfelfe fl-.ouldto my wifh confent : 
 Who with inceffant ftormes my peace confounds ; 
 And multiplies my undeferved wounds : 
 Nor gives me time to breathe ; my Stomack fills 
 With food of bitter taft, and Lothfome pills. 
 Speake I of ftrength, his ftrength the ftroug obay : 
 If 1 of Judgement fpeake, who fhall a Day 
 Appoint for tryall > fhould I Juftifie 
 A Vice, my heart would give my tongue the lye. 
 
 If 
 
1 4 ^A 'Taraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 If of perfection boaft; I (houldlierein 
 My guilt difclofe : thought I, I had no Sin* » 
 My felfe I (hould not know. Oh bitter ftrife ! 
 VVhofe only IlTue is the hate oflife ! 
 Yet judge not by events : in generall. 
 The good and bad without diftindtion fall. 
 For he th'Appeale of innocence derides ; 
 And with his Sword the controverfe decides : 
 He gives the Earth tothofe that tyrannize : 
 And fpreads a vaile before the Judges Eyes. 
 Or elfe what were his power > Oh you who fee 
 My miferies, this truth behold in mee ! 
 My dayes runne like aPoft , and leave behinde 
 No trad: ofjoy:as (hips before the winde , 
 They through this humaine Ocean (ayle away: 
 And fly like Eagles which purfue their prey. 
 If I determine to remove my care i 
 Forget my griefe, and comfort my Defpaire : 
 The feare that he would never purge mee, mocks 
 M'imbarqued Hopes, and drives them on the Rocks. 
 For if he hold me guilty 5 if I foile 
 My felfe with Sin, I then but vainely toy le. 
 Though 1 (hould wafh my felfe in melting Snow, 
 Vntill my hands were whiter -, he would throw 
 Me downe to Earth : and, ah ! fo plunge in mire, 
 That I fhould loath to touch my owne attire : 
 For he, is not as I : a man, with whom 
 I might contend, and to a Tryall come. 
 I, in my caufe lhallfind no Aduocate ; 
 Nor Vmpire, to compofe our fad debate. 
 Oh (hould he frommyfhoulders take his Rod „ 
 Free from the awe and terror of a God : 
 Then would I argue in my owne defence 5 
 And boldly juftifie my Innocence. 
 Chao io Oh I am nek oflife! nor will controule 
 "' ' MyPaffion, butinbitterneffeofSoule, 
 
 Thus teare the Aire : what (hould thy wrath incenfe 
 To punifli him who knowes not his offence > 
 Ah ! do'ft thou in oppreffion take delight > 
 Wilt thou thy Servant fold in (hades of Night, 
 Andfmile on wicked Counfels > do'ft thou fee 
 With Eyes of Flefh ? is Truth conceal'd from thee > 
 What are thy Dayes as fraile as ours ? or can 
 Thy yeares determine like the age of Man? 
 That thou (hould'ft my Delinquencies exquire ; 
 And with Variety of tortures tire ? 
 
 Cannot 
 
ji Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Cannot my knowne Integritie remove 
 
 Thy cruell Plagues > wilt thou remorfelefle prove > 
 
 Ah ! wilt thou thy owne workemanfhip confound * 
 
 Shall the fame hand that did create, now wound ? 
 
 Remember I am built of clay 5 and muft 
 
 Refolve to my originary Dull. 
 
 Thou powr'dft me out like milke into the wombe • 
 
 Like curds conden ft ; and in that fecret roome 
 
 My Limbs proportion'd j cloth'd with rl efli and skin ■ 
 
 With bones, and finewes, fortified within : 
 
 The Life thou gav'ft, thou haft with plentie fed i 
 
 Long cherifht, and through Dangers farely led. 
 
 All this is buryed in thy breaft : and yet 
 
 I know thou can'ft not thy old Love forget. 
 
 Thou,it I erre obferv'ft me with fterne eyes : 
 
 Nor will the plea of Ignorance fuffice. 
 
 Woe unto me fhould finne my Soule infect • 
 
 Who dare not now, though innocent, eredfc 
 
 My downe-caft lookes : which clouds of fhame infold. 
 
 Great God, my growing Miferies behold ! 
 
 Thou like a Lion hunteft me : wounds on wounds 
 
 Thy hands inflidr ; thy fury knowes no bounds. 
 
 Againft me all thy Plagues embattaild are : 
 
 Subdu'd with changes of internall warre. 
 
 Why didft thou draw me from my Mothers wombe > 
 
 Would I from thence had flipt into my Tombe, 
 
 Before the Eye of man my face had feene ; 
 
 And mixt with duft, as I had never beene ! 
 
 Oh fince I have fo fhort a time to live, 
 
 A little eafe to thefe my torments give : 
 
 Before I goe where all in lilence mourne • 
 
 From whole darke fhores no travellers returne : 
 
 A Land where Death, confufion, endlefTe Night, 
 
 And Horror reigne : where Darkenefle is their Light* 
 
 Thus Zophar with acerbity reply 'd : c . 
 
 Think'ftthon by talking to be juftifi'd? W ap " Ji 
 
 Or (hall thefe wild diftempers of thy mind, 
 This tempeft of thy tongue, thus rave, and find 
 No opposition > (hall we guilty be 
 Of thy untruths, in not reproving thee > 
 Nor die thy cheekes in Blufhes for the fcorne 
 Thou throw'ft on us ; till now with patience borne > 
 Haft thou notfaidto God ? my heart's upright, 
 My Dodrinepure, I blamelefle in thy fight. 
 O that he would be pleafed to reply ■ 
 And take the vaile from thy Hypocrifie ! 
 
 Should 
 
v/4 Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Should he reveale his wifedome to thine eyes : 
 How would'ft thou thy integritie defpife ? 
 Acknowledging thefepumiiihments farre iefle 
 Then thy offences ? and his grace profeffe > 
 Canft thou into thy Makers Councels dive? 
 Or to the knowledge of his thoughts arrive ? 
 Higher then higheft Heavens ; more deepe then Hell j 
 Longer then Earth ; more broad then Seas that fwell 
 Above their fhores, can man his foot-fteps trace > 
 Would he the courfe of Nature change ? the face 
 Of things invert > and all difTolve againe 
 To their old Chaos > who could God reftraine > 
 He knowes that man is vaine : his eyes deted: 
 Their fecret crimes ? and (hall not he correct ? 
 Thus Fooles grow wife ; fubdue their ftubborne loules : 
 Though in. their pride more rude then AfTes foles. 
 If thou affed: thy cure : reforme thy waves : 
 Let penitence refblve to teares, and raife 
 Thy hands to heaven ; what Rapine got, reftore : 
 Nor let infidious Vice approach thy Doore. 
 Then thou thy lookes fhalt raife from blemilh cleare : 
 Walke in full ftrength, and no difafter feare. 
 As winter Torrents, tumbling from on high, 
 Wafte with their fpeed, and leave their channels dry : 
 So (hall the fenfe of former fbrrowes runne 
 From thy Remembrance. As the mounted Sunne 
 Breakes through the Clouds, andthrowes his golden Raies 
 About the world • fhallthy increafingDayes 
 Succeed in Glory. Thou thy felfe fhalt rife 
 Like that bright Starre, which laft forfakes the skies : 
 For everbythyftedfaft hopes lecur'd ; 
 Intrenched, and with walles of BrafTeimmur'd : 
 Confirm'd againft all Stormes. Soft fleepe (hall clofe 
 Thy guarded eyes with undifturb'd repofe. 
 The Great fhall honour • the diftrefTed fhall 
 Thy grace implore : belov'd, or fear'd of all. 
 The night of thee, fhall ftrike the envious blind : 
 The wicked, with anxietie of Mind 
 Shall pine away • in fighes confiime their breath : 
 Prevented in their hopes by fudden Death. 
 Chap.i2t To whom thus lob : You are the only wife j 
 
 And when you die the fame of wifedome dies. 
 Though Paffion be a foole, though you profefle 
 Your felves fuch Sages : yet know I no lefle, 
 Nor am to you inferior. What blind Soule 
 Could this not fee? 'Tis eafie to controule. 
 
 My 
 
A Tarapbrafe upon lob. 17 
 
 My fad example fhewes, how thofe whofe cries 
 
 Even God regards, their fcoffing Friends defpife, 
 
 He that is wretched, though in life a Saint, 
 
 Becomes a fcorne : This is an old Complaint. 
 
 Thofe who grow old in fluency and eafe, 
 
 When they from fhore behold him toft on Seas, 
 
 And neere his ruine ; his condition flight : 
 
 Pric'd as a Lamp confiim'd with his owne light. 
 
 The Tents of Robbers flourrfh. Earths increafe 
 
 Foments their ryot who difturb her peace. 
 
 Who God contemne, in finne fecurely raigne : 
 
 And profperous Crimes the meed of Vertue gaine. 
 
 Aske thou the Citizens of pathlefTe woods ; 
 
 What cut the ayre with wings, what fwnn in floods 3 
 
 Brute beafts, and foftering Earth : in general! 
 
 They will confefTe the power of God in all. 
 
 Who knowes not that his hands both gocd and ill 
 
 Difpenfe ? that Fare depends upon his will? 
 
 All that have Life are fubject to his fway : 
 
 And at his pleafure profper, or decay. 
 
 Is not the Eare the Judge of Eloquence > 
 
 Gives not the Pallate to the Taft his fenfe > 
 
 Sure, knowledge is deriv'd from length of yeares : 
 
 And Wifedomes browes are cloth'd with Silver haires. 
 
 Gods power is as his prudence j equall great : 
 
 InCounfell, and Intelligence, cornpleat. 
 
 VVho can what he (hall ruine, build againe > 
 
 Loofe whom he binds ? or his ftrong Anne reftraine ? 
 
 At his rebuke, the Living waters flye 
 
 To their old Springs, and leave their Channels dry : 
 
 When he commands,in Cataracts they roare : 
 
 And the wild Ocean leaves it felfe no fhoare. 
 
 His Wifedome and his Power our thoughts tranfcend : 
 
 Both the Deceiver and deceived depend 
 
 Vpon his beck : He thofe who others rule 
 
 Infatuates, and makes the Judge afoole : 
 
 DifTolves the Nerves of Empire,Kings deprives 
 
 Of Soveraignty ; their Crownes exchang'd for gyves. 
 
 Impoverifht Nobles into exile leades : 
 
 And on the Carcafes of Princes treads. 
 
 Takes from the Orator his eloquence ; 
 
 From ancient Sages their difcerning fenfe. 
 
 Subjects the worthy to contempt and wrong : 
 
 The valiant terrifies, difarmes the ftrong. 
 
 Vnvailes the fee rets of the filent Night : 
 
 Brings, what thefhades of death obfeures, to light. 
 
 C A 
 
 
 
1 8 *A Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 A Nation makes more numerous then the Stars : 
 Againe devours withFamine, Plagues, and Wars. 
 Now, like a Deluge, they the Earth fiirround : 
 Forthwith, reduc'dinto a narrow bound. 
 He Fortitude and Counfell takes away 
 From their Commanders : who in Deferts ftray, 
 Grope in the Darke, and to no Seat confine 
 Their wandring feet - } but reele as drunke with wine. 
 Chap. 1 2 . This by mine Eyes and eares have I convay'd 
 
 Downe to my heart : and in that Clofet laid. 
 Need I in depth of knowledge yeild to you > 
 Is not as much to my difcretion due ? 
 Oh that tlf All-feeing Judge, who cannot erre, 
 Would heare me plead « and with a wretch conferre ! 
 You Corrafives into my wounds diftill : 
 And ignorant; Artifts, with your phyfick kill. 
 Ah ! fhame you not to vent luch forgeries ? 
 Seale up your lips and be in filence wile. 
 And mice you are by farre more fit to heare, 
 Then to inftrudt ; affprd my tongue an eare. 
 Oh will you wickedly for God difpute > 
 And by deceitfull wayes ftrive to confute ? 
 Are you, in favour of his perfon, bent 
 Thus to prejudicatethe Innocent ? 
 Need's he an Advocate to plead his Caufe ? 
 To juftifie untruth's againfl his Lawes > 
 Can you on him fuchfaliities obtrude ? 
 And as a Mortall the moft wife delude ? 
 Will itavaile you, when he (hall remove. 
 Your painted vizors > will not he reprove, 
 And iharply punifh ; if in fecret you, 
 For favour, or reward, Injuftice doe ? 
 Shall not his Excellence your Soules affright > 
 His Horrors on your heads like Thunder light ? 
 Your memories to allies muff decay : 
 And your fraile bodies are but built of clay. 
 Forbeare to fpeake, till my Conceptions fhall 
 Difcharge their Birth ; then let what will befall. 
 Why mould I teare my fleih > caft of the care 
 Of future life > and languifh in defpaire > 
 Though God fhould kill me, I my confidence 
 On him would fixe • nor quit my owne defence. 
 He fhall reftore me by his faving might : 
 Nor fhall the Hypocrite approach his fight. 
 Give me your eares, Oh you who were my Friends j 
 While injur 'd Innocence it felfe defends, 
 
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xA Parapbrafeuponlob* ip 
 
 I am prepared, and wifh my Caule were try'd : 
 
 In full afliirance to be juftifTd. 
 
 Begin • who will accufe ? mould I not fpeake 
 
 In liich a truth , my heart with gnefe would breake. 
 
 juft Judge, two lets remove : that free from dread, 
 
 I may before thy high Tribunall plead. 
 
 Oh let thefe torments from my rlefh depart ; 
 
 Nor with thy terrors daunt my trembling heart : 
 
 Then charge : fo I my lite may juftifie : 
 
 And to my juft complaint doe thou reply. 
 
 What Sinnes are thofe that lb pollute my breft : 
 
 Oh fliew how oft I have thy Lawes tranfgreft ? 
 
 Wilt thou thy Servant of thy fight deprive, 
 
 And as an Enemy to Ruine drive ? 
 
 Wilt thou a withered leafe to powder grind > 
 
 Toft in the aire by every breath ot wind : 
 
 Or with thy Lightning into Afhes turne 
 
 Such worthleile Stubble ? only dry 'd to burne. 
 
 Thou haft indited me of bitter Crimes : 
 
 Now punifht, for the faults ot former times. 
 
 Lo ! my reftrained feet thy fetters wound ; 
 
 Watcht with a Guard, and rooted in the ground. 
 
 Like rotten fruit I tall : worne like a cloth 
 
 Gnawne into rags by the devouring Moth. 
 
 Ah ! few, and full of Sorrow, are the Dayes Chap. 14. 
 
 Of Man from Woman iprung : His Life decayes, 
 Like that iraile flower winch with the Sunnes uprife 
 Her bud unfo Id s ; and with the Evening Dies. 
 He like an emptie Shadow glides away : 
 And all his Lite is but a Winters Day. 
 Wilt thou thine Eye upon a vapour bend > 
 Or with fo weake an oppofite contend > 
 Who can a pure and Chriftall Current bring, 
 Fromfuch a muddy, and polluted Spring > 
 Oh, fince his Dayes are numbred ; iince thou haft 
 Prefcrib'd him bounds that are not to be paft : 
 A little with his puniflinient difpence : 
 Till he have ferv'd his time, and part from hence. 
 A tree, though hewne with axes to the ground, 
 Renew's his growth, and fprings from his greene wound : 
 Although his root waxe old, his fivers dry • 
 Although the faplefTe bole begin to dye - 3 
 Yet willatfentof Waterfrefhlyfprout: 
 And like a plant thruft his young Branches out. 
 But Man, when once cut downe ; when his pale ghoft 
 Fleets into aire j he is for ever loft. 
 
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2 o J$ Paraphrafe upon lob . 
 
 As Meteors vanifh, which the Seas exhale ; 
 As Torrents in the drouth of Summer faile : 
 So perifht Man from Death fhall never rife ; 
 But fleepe infilent Shades with feal'd-up Eyes : 
 While the Casleftiall Orbes in order roule, 
 And turne their flames about the ftedfaft Pole. 
 Oh that thou would' ft conceale me in the Grave 5 
 Immure with marble in that fecret Cave, 
 Vntill the Tempeft of thy wrath werepaft ! 
 A time prefix, and thinke of me at laft ! 
 Can man recover his departed Breath ? 
 I will expedt untill my change in Death ; 
 And anfwer at thy call : Thou wilt renew 
 What thou haft ruin'd, and my feares fubdue. 
 But now thou tell'lt my Steps, mark'ft when I erre : 
 Nor wilt the vengeance due to Sinne deferre. 
 Thou in a Bag haft my Tranfgreflions feal'd : 
 And only by their Punifhments reveal'd. 
 As Mountaines, toft by Earth-quakes, downe are throwne j 
 Rocks torne up by the roots : as hardeft Stone 
 The fbftly-falling drops of water weare ; 
 As Inundations all before them beare 5 
 And leave the Earth abandoned : fo fhall 
 The afpiring hopes of Man to nothing fall. 
 Thy wrath prevailes againft him every Day ; 
 Whom with a changed Face thou fend 5 ft away : 
 Thenknowes not if his Sonnes to honour rife i 
 Or ftruggle with their ftrong neceflities. 
 But here his wafting Flefh with anguifh burnes : 
 And his perturbed Soule within him mournes. 
 ^-,1 Iobpaus'd: to whom the Themanite replies : 
 
 P' *' ' Can man fuch follies utter and be wife > 
 
 Which blufter from the Tempeft of thy mind, 
 
 As if thy breaft inclos'd theEafterne wind. 
 
 Wilt thou thy idle rage by Reafon prove ? 
 
 Or fpeake thofe Thoughts which have no power to move ? 
 
 Thou from thy rebell Heart haft God exil'd • 
 
 Kept backe thy Prayers hisfacred Truth revil'd. 
 
 Tliy Lips declare thy owne impiety - t 
 
 Accufe of fraud, condemne thee j and not I. 
 
 Art thou the firft of Mortals ? wert thou made 
 
 Before the Hils their lofty Browes difplay'd > 
 
 Hath God to thee his Oracles refign'd > 
 
 Is wifedome only to thy Breaft confin'd ? 
 
 What know'ft thou that we know not ? as compleat 
 
 In Natures graces $ in acquir'd, as great. 
 
 There 
 
A Tarapbrdfe upon lob. 21 
 
 There are gray heads among us : Counfellers, 
 
 To whom thy Father was a Boy in Yeares. 
 
 Slight thou the Comforts we from God impart > 
 
 What greater Secret lurkes in thy proud heart, 
 
 That hurries thee into thefe extaiies > 
 
 What fury flames in thy difdainfullEyes ? 
 
 Wilt thou a warre againft thy Maker wage > 
 
 And wound him with thy tongues blafphemous rage ? 
 
 Was ever humane fleih from blemifh cleare > 
 
 Can they be guiltleffe whom fraile women beare ? 
 
 He trufteth not his Minifters of Light : 
 
 The radiant Stars lhine dimnly in his Sight. 
 
 How perfed: then is man > from head to foot 
 
 DenTd with filth, and rotten at the root. 
 
 Whopoys'ning linne with burning thirft devours : 
 
 A s parched Earth fucks in the falling fhowers. 
 
 What I have heard and feene ( would'ft thou intend 
 
 Thy cure ) I would unto thy care commend ; 
 
 Which oft the wife have in my thoughts reviv'd : 
 
 To them from knowing Anceftors deriv'd • 
 
 Who God-like over happy Nations reign'd, 
 
 And Vertue by fuppreffing Vice mftein'd. ( 
 
 Th'Unjuft his Dayes in painefull travellfpends ; 
 
 The Cruell fodainly to Death defcends. 
 
 He ftarts at every found that ftrikes his Eare : 
 
 And punilhment anticipates by feare. 
 
 Who from theheiethof all his Glory fhall, 
 
 Like newly -kindled Exhalations,fall ,: 
 
 Deipaires cold breath his fpringing hopes confounds : 
 
 Whofeeles th'expecl;ediword before it wounds. 
 
 He begs his bread from doore to doore, and knowes 
 
 The Night drawes on that mult his Day inclofe. 
 
 Horror and angui(h fhall his foule affright ; 
 
 Daunt like a King that drawes his Troops to fight. 
 
 Since he againit the Almighty ftretcht his hand, 
 
 And like a rebell fpurn'd at his Command ; 
 
 God fhall upon his feven-fold target rufti, 
 
 And his ftirre necke beneath his fhoulders crufh, 
 
 Though Luxury fwell in his mining eyes, 
 
 And his fat belly load his yeilding thighes : 
 
 Though he dismantled Cities fortifle, 
 
 From their defertedruines rais'don high : 
 
 Yet his congefted wealth fhall melt like mow ; 
 
 Whofe growth fhall never to perfection grow. 
 
 Deftrudion fhall furround him : norfhalfhe 
 
 His Soule from that darke night of Horror free : 
 
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 God with his breath fhall all his Branches blaft : 
 And fcorch with lightning by his vengeance caft. 
 Will the deluded truft to vanitie > 
 And by the ftroake of his owne folly die ? 
 For he fhall be cut downe before his time : 
 His ipreading Branches wither in their prime. 
 Lo, as a ftorme which with the Sunne afcends, 
 From creeping vines their unripe clufters rends 5 
 And the fat olive, ever greene with Leaves,, 
 Together of her hopes and flowers bereaves : 
 So fhall the great Revenger ruinate 
 Him and his IfTue, by a dreadfull fate. 
 Thofe fooles who fraud with pietie difguife, 
 And by corrupting Bribes to Greatnefle rile ; 
 Their Glories Ihallindefolationmourne : 
 While hungry flames their lofty ftru&ures burne. 
 With Mifchiefe they conceive ; their bellies great 
 With dwelling Vanitie, bring forth Deceit. 
 Chap. id. Then lob : How long wilt thou thus vexe mine eares ! 
 You all are miferable Comforters. 
 Shall this vaine wind of words, ah ! never end > 
 Why Eliphas fhould'lt thou afHi&thy Friend > 
 Were you fb loft in griefe, would I thus fpeake > 
 Such bruifed hearts with harfh invectives breake ? 
 Would I accumulate your Miferies 
 With Scorne ? and draw new Rivers from your Eyes ? 
 Oh no, my language fhould yourpaflions calme t 
 My words mould drop into your wounds like balme. 
 But oh my frantick Sorrow finds no eafe > 
 Complaints norfilence can their pangs appeafe ! 
 Thou Lord haft my perplexed Soule depreft j 
 Bereft of all the comforts fhee poflfeft : 
 My Face thus furrowed with untimely age ; 
 My pale and meagre lookes profefle thy rage. 
 VVhofe Minifters, like cunning foes, furprife - 
 Teare with their teeth, transfix me with their eyes i 
 Againft my peace combine : at once aflaile. 
 VVithopen mouthes, arid impudently raile. 
 God hath deliver'd me into their Jawes 
 VVho hunt for fpoile, and make their fwords their Lawes. 
 Long faild I onfinooth Seas, by fore-winds borne : 
 Now bulg'd on rocks,and by his Tempefts torne. 
 He by the Neck hath hal'd, in pieces cut - t 
 And let me as a marke on every Butt. » 
 
 His Archers circle me j my reines they wound, 
 And, ruthlelTe, fhed my gall upon the ground. 
 
 Behold ! 
 
ji Parapbrafe upon lob. 23 
 
 Behold ! he mines upon mines heaps : 
 And on me like a furious Giant leaps. 
 For thus with fackcloth I invert my Woe : 
 And duft upon my clouded forehead throw. 
 My cheeks are gutterd with my fretting teares : 
 And on my falling Eye-lids Death appeares. 
 Yet is my heart upright, my prayers uncere ; 
 My guiltlefle Life from your afperiions cleare. 
 Reveale, oh Earth, the Blood that I have ipilt : 
 Nor heare me, Heaven, if I be fbil'd with guilt. 
 My confcience knowes her owne Integritie : 
 And that all-feeing Power inthron'd on high. 
 Yet you traduce me in my Miferies : 
 But I to God eredt my weeping Eyes. 
 Would I before him might my caufe defend ; 
 And argue as a mortall with his friend : 
 Since I ere long that precipice muft tread, 
 Whence none returne, that leads unto the Dead. 
 
 My fpirits are infected, and my Tombe Chap. 17. 
 
 Yawnes to devoure mee ; my laft Dayes are come. 
 Yet you with bitter Icorne my pangs increafe : 
 Nor, ah ! will fuffer me to die in peace. 
 What Advocate will take your caufe in hand ; 
 And for you at the high Tribunall ftand ? 
 Since God your erring foules deprives of fenfe ; 
 Nor will exalt you in your owne defence. 
 His Children (hall their dayes infbrrow end, 
 Whofe tongue with flattery deludes his Friend. .- 
 I to the vulgar am become a Jeft : 
 Efteemed as a Minftrell at a Feaft. 
 My fleeplefle eyes their fplendor quench in teares : 
 My tortur'd bodytoafhadowweares. 
 This,in the Righteous wonder ihall excite : 
 The Innocent fhall hate the Hypocrite. 
 He in the path prefcrib'd fhall boldly goe : 
 And his untainted ftrength fhall ftronger grow. 
 Revoke your wandring Cenfures, nor defpife 
 The wretched : you who feeme, but are not wile. 
 My flying houres arrive at their laft date : 
 My thoughts and fortunes buryed in my fate. 
 Howfoone my fhortned Day is chang'ct to Night ! 
 Abortive DarknefTe veiles my fetting Light. 
 Oh can your counfell his defpaire deferre, 
 Who now ishoufedinhis Sepulchre > 
 I, in the fhades of death my Bed have made. 
 Corruption thou my Father art, I faid, 
 
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24 <A Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 And thou, O Worme, my Mother : by thy Birth 
 My Sifter ; borne, and nourifhed by Earth. 
 Where now are all my hopes > oh never more 
 Shall they revive ! nor Death her rapes reftore ! 
 But to the graves infernallprifon muft 
 With me defcend, and rot in fhrouds of Duft. 
 Chap. 1 8 . To whom thus Bildad : when wilt thou forbeare 
 
 To clamor, and afford a patient eare ? 
 Do'ft thou as beafts thy ancient friends defpife ? 
 Are we fb vile and triviall in thine Eyes ? 
 Oh miferable Man, by thy owne rage 
 In pieces torne : can fury griefe aflwage > 
 Will God for thee the govern d Earth forfake ? 
 His purpofe change , and Rocks afunder (hake > 
 He fhall their light extinguish who decline 
 From Vertues pathes : their fparkes fhall ceafe to fhine. 
 The Wicked fhall be compaifed about 
 With DarknefTe : and his oyleleffe Lamp flye-out* 
 His wafted ftrength unthought-of mifchiefes (hall 
 Intrap • and he by his owne counfels fall. 
 His defperate feet their Lord to Ruine lead : 
 And on prepared Engines rafhly tread. 
 The Hunter fliall intangle in his Toyle ; 
 And rav'nous theeves of all his Subftance fpoile : 
 Snares, fpread with tempting baits, for him fhall lay 5 
 And dig concealed Pit-fals in his way. 
 A thouiand horrors fliall his Soule affright, 
 Encounter- and purlue his guilty flight. 
 Deftrudtion fliall upon his Steps attend 5 
 And famines rage into his guts defcend : 
 Shee fliall the Sinewes of his ftrength devoure, 
 And Death's Firft borne fliall crop him in his flower : 
 Cut of his confidence j and to the King 
 Of Terrors, hisaccufed Confcience, bring. 
 Driven from the Houfe, unjuftly cal'd his owne ; 
 By rapine got : which flaming fulphure, throwne 
 From Heaven, fliall burne : his roote within the ground 
 Shall wither, and the axe his branches wound. 
 He and his dying memory fliall rot } 
 His name even by the preient Age forgot. 
 From light into perpetuall DarkjiefTe hurl'd ; 
 And j as aMifchiefe, chaft out of the World. 
 NoSonne,or Nephew fliall fupply his place : 
 Himfelfe the laft of his accurfed Race. 
 Pofteritie, as thofe then living fliall 
 With wonder uemble at his fearefull fall. 
 
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ji Paraphrase upon lob. 
 
 So tragicall and merited a fate 
 
 Shall fwallow thofe, who God and Juftice hate. 
 
 How J ong, faid lob, will you with bitter words PI 
 
 Thus wound my Soule? your tongues more fharpe then fwords, ' "' 9 ' 
 
 Ten times have you afperiions on me throwne : 
 Your felves, as Strangers, without blufliing fhowne. 
 If I have finn'd, my Smnes with me reinaine : 
 And I alone the punilhment fiiftaine. 
 It is inhumane crueltie in you 
 Thus to infiilt ; and his reproach purfue 
 Whom Gods owne hand hath caft unto the ground : 
 And in a Labyrinth of Sorrow wound. 
 Vnheard are my Complaints : my cries the wind 
 Drives through the aire : my wrongs no Judgement find. 
 God, with behegingTroopes, prevents my flight : 
 And folds my paths in fhades more darke then night. 
 Hath ftript me of my Glory • my Renowne 
 Eclips'd .- and from my Temples torne my Crowne. 
 On every fide deftroy'd • trod under foot : 
 I, as a plant, am puld up by the Root. 
 His indignation like a furnace glowes 
 Who, as a foe at me his lightning throwes. 
 All hisafTembled Plagues atoncedevoure : 
 And roundabout my tents incampe their Power. 
 My Mothers Sonnes defert me : left alone 
 By my Familiars ; .by my Friends unknowne. 
 My Kindred faile me : thefe alone depend 
 On fortunes fmiles • the wretched finds no friend. 
 Thofe of my Family their Mafter flight : 
 Growne defpicable in my hand-maids fight. 
 I of my churlifh fervants am unheard : 
 My mrlerings, nor Intreaties, they regard. 
 My Wile neglects me • though dehYd to take 
 Some pitie on me, for our Childrens fake. 
 By idle Boyes, and Idiots vilifi'd : 
 Who me, and my Calamities deride. 
 My Intimates farre from my fight remove : 
 Thofe, whom I favor'd molt, ungraterull prove. 
 My skin cleaves to my Bones : of this remaines 
 No part entire, but what my teeth containes. 
 Oh my hard-hearted friends ! take fbme remorfe 
 Of him, whom God hath made a Living Corfe. 
 VVill you with God in my afflictions joyne > 
 Wil't not fuffice that I in Torments pine ? 
 Oh that the words I fpeake were regiftred 
 Writ in a Booke, for ever to be read ! 
 
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26 u/4 Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Or that the tenor of my juft complaint 
 Were fculpt with fteele on Rocks of Adamant ! 
 For my Redeemerlives : I know he (hall 
 Defcend to Earth, and man to Judgement call. 
 Though wormes devoure me, though I turne to mold - 3 
 Yet in my flefh I lhall his face behold. 
 I from my marble Monument lhall rife 
 Againe entire, and fee him with thefe Eyes : 
 Though fterne difeafes now confiime my Reines . 
 And drinke the blood out of my fhriverd veines. 
 T'were better faid : whyfhouldweperfecute j 
 
 Our friend -, whofe caufe is folid at the Roote ? 
 Oh feare the fword ; for punifhments lucceed 
 Our Trefpaffes ; and crueltie muft bleed. 
 Chap. 20. Thus anfwer'd the incenftNahamathite: 
 
 I had beene filent, but thy words excite 
 My ftrughng thoughts to vindicate the wrong 
 Call on our zeale by thy reproachfull tongue. 
 This is a truth which with the world began 5 
 Since earth was firft inhabited by man : 
 Sinn's triumph in fwift mifery concludes ; 
 And flattering joy the Hypocrite deludes. 
 Although his excellence to Heaven afpire ; 
 Though radiant Beames his fhining Browes attire 5 
 He, as his dung, (hall perifh on the ground : 
 Nor fhall the impreffion of his Steps be found.; 
 But like a troubled Dreame fhall take his flight : 
 And vanifh as a Vifionof the Night. 
 No mortall Eye lhall fee his face againe : 
 Nor fumptuous roofes their builder entertaine. 
 If he have Children, they (hall ferve the poore : * 
 
 And goods by rapine got, enforc't, reftore. 
 The punifhments of Luxury and Luft 
 Shall eate his Bones ; nor leave him in the Duft. 
 Though vice, like fweet confections, pleafe his taft s 
 Although betweene his tongue andpallate plac'd : 
 Though he preferve, and chew it with delight s 
 Nor bridle his licentious appetite : 
 Yet fhall it in his boyling Stomack turne 
 To bitter poyfon ; and like wild-fire burne. 
 He (hall caft up the wealth by him de vour J d, 
 Like vomit from his yawning Entrailespowr'd : 
 The gall of Afpes withthirfty lips fuck in ; 
 The Vipers deadly teeth fhall pierce his skin : 
 Nor ever fhall thofe happy Rivers know, 
 Which with pure oyle and fragrant honey flow. 
 
 The 
 
*A Paraphrafe upon lob. 27 
 
 The Riches purchas'd by his Care and fweat, 
 
 He (hall refigne j nor of his Labors eate : 
 
 But reftitution to the value make ; 
 
 Nor joy in his extorted treafure take. 
 
 Since he the poore forfboke ; the weake oppreft ; 
 
 The Manfion, by another built, poffeft : 
 
 His Belly never (hail be fatisfi'd ; 
 
 Nor he with his adored wealth mpply'd. 
 
 Of all his Suftenance at once bereft : 
 
 NoHeire ihall ftrive to inherit what is left. 
 
 He, in the pride of his full Glory; fhall 
 
 To Earth defcend ; and by the wicked fall. 
 
 About to feed - y Jehova's flaming Ire 
 
 Shall blaft his hopes, and mixe his food with fire. 
 
 While from the raging fword he vainely flyes, 
 
 A Bow of Steele fhall fixe his trembling thighes. 
 
 Darts through his flowing gall fhall force their way : 
 
 Eternall terrors fhall his Soule dilhiay. 
 
 Thick darkneffe fhall infold ; afireunblowne 
 
 Devoure his Race, by their misfortunes knowne. 
 
 Heaven fhall reveale his clofe impieties : 
 
 And Earth, by him defil'd, againit him rife. 
 
 His Subitance in that Day of wrath fhall wafte ; 
 
 Like fodaine Torrents from iteepe Mountaines caft. 
 
 This is the Portion of the Hypocrite : 
 
 Such Honors Gallon the Blafphemer light. 
 
 The Huzite figh'd, and faid : my words attend Chap. 2 1. 
 
 Afford this only comfort to your friend. 
 Suffer my tongue to fpeake my thoughts : and then 
 Renew your fcorfes : doe I complaine to Men > 
 Since God fuch dreadfull Armes againft me beares : 
 Oh why fhould I fiippreffe my fighes and teares ! 
 My fufferings with aitonifhmentmrvay : 
 And on your filent lips your fingers lay. 
 For fhould my Enemy endure the like - 
 The Story would my Soule with horror ftrikc. 
 Why live the wicked > they by vices thrive s 
 Saile on fmooth Seas, and at their port arrive : 
 Confirme a long; fucceffion • and behold 
 Their numerous orf-fpring : inexceffe grow old. 
 Their Houfes on fecure foundations ftand : 
 Nor are they humbled by the Almighties hand. 
 Their lufty Bulls ferve not their Kine in vaine : 
 Their Calves the Breeders their full time retaine. 
 Abroad like flocks their little ones they fend : 
 Their Children dance, in a&ive Sports contend ; 
 
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28 <A Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Strike the melodious Harpe, flirill Timbrels rino- : 
 And to the warbling Lute foft Ditties ling. 
 Life is to them a long -continued Feaft : 
 Andfleepeis not more calme then Deaths arreft. 
 To God they fay 5 Enjoy thy Heaven alone : 
 
 Be thou to us, as we to thee, unknowne. 
 
 For what is he, that we mould him obey"? 
 
 Or fraitlefle vowes before his Altar pay > 
 
 Yet their Felicitie from him proceeds : 
 
 Nor am I culpable of their mildeeds. 
 
 When are their tapers quencht? doe they expire, 
 
 Struck by the Thunderer, with Darts of fire > 
 
 How oft are they like chaffe by whirl-winds toft ? 
 
 Or early BlofTomes bitten by the Froft > 
 
 When are their Vices punifh't in their feed? 
 
 When for their owne offences doe they bleed ? 
 
 How often tread d effractions horrid Path ? 
 
 And drinke the dregs of the Revengers wrath > 
 
 Care they for their deferted Families - y 
 
 When Deaths all-curing hand {hall clofe their eyes > 
 
 Shall Man his Maker teach, who fits on high 5 
 
 And fwayes the worlds inferior Monarchy ? 
 
 Two Men at once behold : the one pofTeft 
 
 Of his defires, with peace and plenty bleft : 
 
 From whole fwolne breaft a ftreame of milke diftils 5 
 
 Whole bones high feeding with hot marrow fils : 
 
 The other, miferable from his birth : 
 
 A burthen to hirafelfe , and to the Earth. 
 
 Who never could his Hungers rage fiiffice. 
 
 That in perfection • This in Sorrow dies. 
 
 Yet Death, more equall, thefe extreames conformes j 1 
 
 And covers their corrupting flefh with wormes. 
 I know your Councels ; can your thoughts detect : 
 The forged Crimes you purpofe. to object. 
 Where are, fay you, thofe Palaces that blas'd 
 With burnifbt Gold, on carved Columns rais'd ? 
 Built on the Ruines of the poore ; the foile 
 By extortion purchased ; and adorn'd with fpoile ? 
 Be judg'd by travellers : they will confute 
 What falfely youfiiggeft , and ftrike you mute. 
 Forthefe, and thofe, who high in Vice command, 
 Againft the Thunders rage fecurely ftand : 
 And flourifliin the Day of wrath, when ah 
 About them by the ftroake of Slaughter fall. 
 Who dare againft the great in Mifchiefe plead ? 
 Or turne his Injuries upon his head ? 
 
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A Taraphrafeufonlob. 29 
 
 They fhallhis Corps with funerall Pompe interrc : 
 And lodge him in a fiunptuous Sepulchre. 
 The Flowers which in the cirkling valley grow, 
 Shall on his Monument their odors throw. 
 All that furvive ihall follow him i and tread 
 That common path, b'innumerableled. 
 Why vainely then pretend you my reliefe > 
 And with faife comforts aggravate my griefe ? 
 
 Can Man his Maker benefit ( replide Chap. 22. 
 
 The Them anite ) as he by wifedomes guide. 
 May his ownejoyes advance ? can he delight 
 From him receive, becaufe his heart's upright > 
 Availes it him that thou from vice art cleare > 
 Makes he thee guilty ? or condemnes for feare ? 
 No lob, thy Sinnes thefe punifhments beget : 
 Thy Sinnes which are as infinite as great. 
 Thou of their garments oft haft ftript the poore i 
 Thy Brothers pledge refilling to reftore : 
 No water woukTft unto the thirfty give - 
 Nor with thy bread the Hungry Soule relieve : 
 While mighty men, and thole who more poireft 
 ThenieiVd for Ryot, furfeit at thy feaft. 
 Sadwidowes, by thee rifled, weepeinvaine : 
 And ruin'd Orphantsof thy Rapes complaine. 
 For this unthought of fnares begirt thee round; 
 And lodaine feares thy troubled Soule confound : 
 Darke clouds before thine Eyes their Vapors Ipread i 
 And thronging Billowes roule above thy head. 
 Perhaps thefe fumes from thy diftemper rile : 
 Sits not Jehovaonthe arched Skies ? 
 Behold the Stars , which underneath dilplay 
 Their fparkling fires - y how farre remov'd are they ? 
 What can he at fo great a diftance know ? 
 Can he from thence behold our deeds below ? 
 Thicke interpofing Mills his eye-fight bound : 
 Who free from trouble treads th'Etheriall Round. 
 Haft thou obferv'd thofe crooked paths, wherein 
 They blindly wander who are Haves to Sin ? 
 Snatcht from their hopes by an untimely end : 
 Caft downe like Torrents, never to alcend. 
 Who faidto God ; us to our fortunes leave : 
 From thee what benefit doe we receive ? 
 Yet he their Houfes with aboundance ftor'd. 
 With Showers of Gold • the God their foules ador'd, 
 Ohhov/ my Soule, their wicked Counfell hates ! 
 The Righteous fhali behold their tragick fates s 
 
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 Joy at their early-Ruine : then deride 
 Their flattered Glory, and now-humbled Pride. 
 But we, and ours, fhall flourifh in his Grace ; 
 When fearching Flames devoure their curfed Race. 
 Confult with God ; thy troubled mind compofe : 
 So he fhall give a period to thy woes. 
 Receive the Lawes his facred Lips impart : 
 And lodge them in the clofet of thy heart. 
 If thou returne ; he will thy fall erecl: : 
 Nor (hall contagious Sinne thy Roofe infecSt. 
 Then fhalt thou gather mining heaps of Gold, 
 As pebles which the purling Streames infold : 
 Trod under foot like duft. Thy God (hall be 
 A Silver (hield, a Tower of Gold to thee. 
 For thou on him (halt thy affections place : 
 And humbly to his Throne exalt thy face. 
 Thou at his Altar (halt devoutly pray : 
 He (hall confent -, and thou thy vowes (halt pay. 
 He fhall thy wifhes to fruition raife : 
 And fhed celeftiall Beanies upon thy Wayes. 
 When Men are from their Noone of Glory throwne ; 
 And under Sinne and Sorrowes burthen grone : 
 Then (halt thou fay ; Th' Almighty from the grave 
 Hath me redeem a : He will the humble lave, 
 Thofe guilty Soules who languifh in Difpaire, 
 God (hall reftore • and ftrenthen at thy Prayer. 
 Chan. 23. Then lob: though my complaints obferve no bounds i 
 
 Yet Oh, how farre lefTe bitter then my wounds ! 
 Would his divine Recefle to me were knowne ; 
 That I at length might plead before his Throne. 
 I would fuch waighty arguments inforce, 
 As (hould convert his Fury to Remorfe. 
 Thenfhould my longing Soule his anfwer heare : 
 Would be object his power > or daunt with feare ? 
 Oh no, his Goodnefle rather would impart 
 New vigor, and repaire my broken He ait. 
 HewouldthePleaof Innocence admit : 
 And me forever by his Sentence quit. 
 But is not to be found : though I (hould runne 
 To thofe difclofing Portals of the Sunne ; 
 And walke his way, untill his Horfes fteepe 
 Their fiery fetlocks in the Iberian Deepe : 
 Or mould I to the oppofed Poles repaire ; 
 Where equall cold congeales the fixed aire : 
 And yet his fearching Eyes my paths behold 
 When he hath try'd me I (hall (hine like gold : 
 
 For 
 
A Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 For in his trad: my wary feefhave ftept s 
 Hisundeclined wayes precifely kept : 
 Nor ever, have revolted from his Lawes : 
 To me more fweet then food to hungry Jawes. 
 But he is ftill the lame : ( oh who can ftiun, 
 Or change his Fate ! ) what he decrees is done. 
 This truth behold in me : His Mifteries 
 Are Sacred, and conceal'd from mortall Eyes. 
 I therefore tremble at his dreadfull fight : 
 Diftradted thoughts my troubled Soule affright. 
 For oh, his terror melts my heart to teares ; 
 Diflblves my braine, and harrowes me with feares. 
 Who neither would by Death prevent my woes ; 
 Nor eafe my Soule in thefe her bitter Throes. 
 
 Why are the puniihments by God decreed Chap. iJl. 
 
 To wicked men, and their rebellious Seed, 
 Since times to come areprefent in his fight, 
 Conceal'd from thofe who in his Lawes delight > 
 Some flily markes remove from bordering Lands ; 
 Feed on the Flocks they purchafe , with ftrange hands ; 
 The Orphants only Aife they drive away ; 
 And make the Wiaowes morgag'd Oxe their prey : 
 Who force the frighted poore to turne afide ; 
 Whom milder Rocks in their darke Cavernes hide. 
 Like Affes in the Defert, they their Toile 
 With Day renew ; and rife betimes for Spoile. 
 The barren Wilderneffe prefents them food 
 To feed themfelves, and their adulterate brood. 
 Their Sicklers reape the Corne another fbwes : 
 They drinke the Blood which from ftolne clulters flowes. 
 The poore, by them difrobed, naked Lie : 
 Veild with no other covering but the skie. 
 Expos'dto ftiffningfrofts, and drenching mowers, 
 Which thickned Aire from her blacke bofbme powres : 
 To Torrents which from cloudy Mountainesfpring s 
 And to the hanging Cliffs tor fhelter cling. 
 They from their mothers Breads poore Orphants rend ; 
 Nor without gages to the needy lend. 
 For want of clothes they force themftarve with cold : 
 From hungry Reapers tney their fheaves withhold. 
 Thofe faint for thirft who in their vintage toyie ; 
 And from the juicie Olive prelTe pure oyle. 
 OpprefTed Cities grone ; the wounded cry 
 To Heaven for Vengeance : yet in peace they die. 
 Others, that truth oppofe ; defpifethe way 
 Of her prefcriptions, and in DarknefTe ftray : 
 
 Sterne 
 
xA Tarapbrtfeuponlob. 
 
 Sterne Murtherers, that rife before the light 
 To kill the Innocent • and rob at night : 
 Vncleane Adulterers, whofe longing Eyes 
 V Vaite for the twy -light - } enter in difguife, 
 Andfay, who fees us ? Theeves who daily marke 
 Thofe H oufes which they plunder in the Darke : 
 Thefe Strangers are to light ; the Morning Rayes 
 By them are hated as their laft of Dayes : 
 The Agonies oi Death are on them, when 
 They are but knowne, oripokenof by Men: 
 And yet they perifh by Jehova s Curfe - 3 
 And faile like roaring floods that have no Sourfe. 
 Vnhke the generous Vine, which cut, abounds 
 With budding Jems • andprofpers in her wounds. 
 As fcorching heat the mountaine fnow devours i 
 As thirfty Earth drinks up the falling Showres : 
 Evenfo the Graves infatiable Jawes 
 Thofe Rebels fwallow, who infringe his Lawes. 
 The Wombs that bare, their Burthens (hall forget : 
 And greedy wormes their flefli with pleafiire eate. 
 No tongue or Pen (hall mention their Renowne : 
 But lye like trees by fbdaine Stormes caft downe. 
 The barren they more miferable make : 
 And from the Widow all her Comfort take. 
 The Mighty fall in their feditious ftrife : 
 When once they rile, who can fecure his life •> 
 Though they be refolute and confident : 
 Yet are Jehova s.eyes upon them bent. 
 But oh, how fliort their glory ! raised to fall : 
 Loft in the Allies of their funerall. 
 For they as others die : like Eares of Corne 
 By lightning blafted ; or with fickles (home. 
 Who doubts thefe contraries > who will difpute 
 Againft me ? and my Instances confute > 
 Chap. 25-. Shvetian Bildad made this fhort reply : 
 
 Dominion, andawefullMajeftie, 
 To him belong, who crown d with iacrcd Rayes, 
 The Holt of Heaven in perfect concord fwayes. 
 Who can his Armies number ? infinite, 
 And full of Fate ! on whom fhines not his light ? 
 Can Mortals righteous in his Eyes appeare > 
 Can they be fpotlefle whom fraile women beare ? 
 To him the radiant Sunne is but obfcure - } 
 TheMooneftill inEcliple- the Stars impure. 
 What then is Man ? polluted in his Birth j 
 An uncleane Worme that crawles upon the Earth > 
 
 All 
 
<A Paraphrafe upon lob . ->\ 
 
 All tongues, faid lob, of thy perfections fpeake j Chap, 26. 
 
 Thou he that renders vigor to the weake : 
 Thy ftrength the feeble Arrne with Nerves fupplies 5 
 Thou by thy Counfell makes the foolifh wife : 
 Nofecret from thy Knowledge is conceafd ; 
 Cadeftiall Oracles by thee reveal'd. 
 To whom art thou fo prodigall of breath ? 
 Or by what vertue do'fl thou raife from Death > 
 Gods Workes, OhBildad, we admire no leffe : 
 His prudence in their Government confeffe. 
 Dead things within the Deepe were fbrirfd by him ■ 
 And all that in the curled Ocean fwim. 
 The filent vaults of Death, unknowne to Light ; 
 And Hell it felfe, lye naked to his fight. 
 He fafhion'dthofe Harmonious Orbs, that roule 
 In reftleffe Gyres about the Artick Pole. 
 Themaffie Earth, fupported by his Care, 
 On nothing hangs in fort and fluent Aire. 
 He in thicke Clouds the pendant water binds ; 
 Not riiaw'd with heat, nor torne with ltrugling winds : 
 Before his radiant Throne like Curtaines ipred ; 
 Yet at his becke in fliowres their flibflance Hied. 
 With coi illant bounds the raging floods confines ; 
 Till Day his Throne toendleffe Night refignes. 
 Heavens Columns, when his Stormesand Thunder rake 
 The troubled Aire, with fodaine Horror fhake. 
 Lo, at his Breath the fwelling waves divide : 
 His awefull Scepter calmes their vanquifh't pride. 
 Whole hand the adorned Firmament difplaf d- 3 
 Thofe Serpentine yet conftant Motions, made. 
 Thefe but in part his power and wifedome mow : 
 For Oh how little doe we Mortals know ! 
 Although his Fame refound through all the world - t 
 Like Thunder from aeriall vapors hurfd. 
 
 They filenc't, lob proceeds in his Defence : Chap. 27, 
 
 As the Lord Lives , whoknowes my Innocence ; 
 Yet will not judge : but hath my Soule deprived 
 Of all her Joyes • to Mifery long-liv'd : 
 VVliile thefe my vitall Spirits fhall receive 
 The food of Aire, and through my Noftnls breath : 
 No faliehood fhall defile my Lips with Lies : 
 Or with a vailethe face of Truth difguife. 
 Nor will I wound my cleare Inte gritie, 
 Byyeilding to your wrongs, but rather die. 
 Shall I my felfe betray, my Strength refufe, 
 Defert my Juftice, and my truth accufe ? 
 
 E Firft 
 
34 ^ Parapbrafe upon lob . 
 
 Firft may I finke by Torments yet unknowne : 
 That thofe which now I fuffer may feeme none. 
 Let fuch as hate me in their Sinnes rejoyce ; 
 And forfeit with the pleafant Baites of Vice : 
 What hope hath the prevailing Hypocrite, 
 When God fhall chafe his Soule to endleffe Night > 
 Will God relieve him in his Agonies ? 
 - Or from the Depth of Sorrow heare his Cries > 
 Will he in God delight, his aide implore 
 IncefTantly, and his great Name adore ? 
 Oh be inftructed by thefe Characters 
 Of his impreffion, which my Body beares ! 
 I his more fecret Judgements will difclofe : 
 Which you have feene, yet defperately oppofe. 
 This is the Portion which the wicked hath i 
 He fhall inherit the Almighties wrath : 
 The lawleffe Sword his Childrcns blood fhall fhed - 
 Increalt for Daughter • borne to begge their bread. 
 Death fhall the Remnant in his Dungeon keepe : 
 No Widow at his funerall fhall weepe. 
 Although he gather Gold like heaps of Dull, 
 The fuell of his Luxury and Luft : 
 His Cabinets with change of Garments fraught 
 Byfilke-wormesfpun, and Phrygian Needles wrought : 
 Yet for the Juft referv'd . who fhall divide 
 His Treafure, and di veft him of his pride. 
 Though he his Houfe of polifht Marble build ; 
 With Jafper floored, and carved Cedar feil'd : 
 Yet fhall it mine like the Moth's fraile cell 5 
 Or fheds of Reedes , which Summers heat repeil. 
 He {hall lye downe, neglected, as unknowne : 
 And when he wakes, fee nothing of his owne. 
 Terrors, likefwallowing Deluges, fhall fright : 
 Swept from his Bed by Tempelts in the Night : 
 Like fcatter'd Downe by howling Eurus blowne ; 
 By rapid Hurl-winds from his Manfion throwne. 
 God fhall transfix him with his winged Dart : 
 Though he avoyd him like the flying Hart : 
 Men fhall purfue with merited difgrace ; 
 Hifs, clap their hands, and from his Country chafe. 
 Chap. 28. There are rich Veines of Gold, andfilver Mines ; 
 
 Whole Ore the fire in crucibles refines. 
 So dig'd up Ir'on is in the furnace blowne : 
 AndBrafTe extracted from the melting Stone. 
 Men through the wounded Earth inforce their way ; 
 And fnew the under Shades an unknowne Day : 
 
 While 
 
A Tarapbrafe ufonlob. 
 
 While from her bowels they her Treafure teare ; 
 
 And to their avarice fubjed their feare. 
 
 Their they with Subterranean Waters meet ; 
 
 And Currents, never touch't by humane feet: 
 
 Thefe, by their bold endeavors, are made dry ; 
 
 And from the Induftry of Mortals flye. 
 
 The Earth with yellow eares her browes attires 5 
 
 Although her Jawes exhale imbofbm'd fires. ,■ 
 
 Torne Rocks thefparkling Diamond unfold ; 
 
 The blufhing Ruby, and pure graines of Gold. 
 
 Thofe gloomy vaults no wandring foule defcries : 
 
 Nor are they pierced by the Vultures eyes. 
 
 Swift Tygres, which in pathlefTe Deferts ftray, 
 
 Nor fblitary Lyons tread that way, 
 
 Their reftlefFe Labors cleave the living Stone : 
 
 Cloud-touching Mountaines by their Roots ore'throwne. 
 
 New ftreames through wondering Rocks their trad; purflie j 
 
 While they the Magazines of Nature view : 
 
 VYho fwelling Floods with narrow bounds indole 5 
 
 And what in DarknefTe Iurkt, to Light expofe. 
 
 But where above the Earth, or under ground, 
 
 Can V Vifedome by the fearch of Man be founcl > , 
 
 Her worth his eftimation farre excels : 
 
 Conceal'd from fence, nor with the living dwels. 
 
 The Seas reply y fhee lies not in our Deeps : 
 
 Nor in our floods her radiant trefTes fteeps. 
 
 Nor are her rare endowments to be fold 
 
 For filver Hits ; or Rivers pav'd with gold. 
 
 Nor for the glittering fand by Ophir fhowne ; 
 
 The blew-ey'd Saphir, orricn Onixftone : 
 
 For Rocks of Chriitall from the Ocean brought : 
 
 Nor Jewels by the rareft workeman wrought. 
 
 Can blazing Carbuncles with her compare > 
 
 Or groves of Corrall hardned by the Aire ? 
 
 The Tophas fent from fcorched Meroe > 
 
 Or Pearlesprefented by the Indian Sea > 
 
 Whence comes fhee ? from what undifcover'd Land ? 
 
 Or where doth her concealed palace ftand > 
 
 Since O, invifible to mortall Eye : 
 
 Or winged Travellers that trace the skie. 
 
 Death and Deftrudion fay - y her fame alone 
 
 Hath reach'd our Eares ; but to our Eyes unknowne, 
 
 God onely underftands her facred wayes : 
 
 The Temple knowes where fhee her Light difplayesi 
 
 For he at once the Orbe of Earth beholds s 
 
 And all that Heav'ns blew Canopie infolds : 
 
 E % To 
 
,6 Ji Taraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 To meafiire out the ftrngling Winds by weight - 3 
 That elfe the world would teare in their debate : 
 And bridle the wilds Floods ; leaft they their bound 
 Againe fhouldpafTe, and all the Earth furrownd. 
 When he in Clouds the dropping waters hung, 
 And through their roaring jawes his Lightning flung s 
 Then he beheld her face, Tier light difplaid, 
 Prepared her paths, and thus to Mortals laid : 
 The feare of God is wifedome ; and to flye 
 FromEvill, is of vertues the molt high. 
 Chap. 29. *°b P aus 'd ; forthwith thefe words his figh's purfue ; 
 
 Oh that thofe happy Dayes would now renew ; 
 When God beneath his (hie Id my fafety plac'd ! 
 When his cleare lamp a facred Splendor caft 
 About my Browes ? by whole direcT:in g light 
 I trod fecurely through the Shades of Night ? 
 That now I had what I in youth pofleft, 
 When he my Manfion with his prefence bleft ! 
 When thofe who from my veines deriv'd their blood, 
 Like fpringingLawrels round about me flood ! 
 When Butter wa(ht my Steps, when Streames of oyle 
 Gufht from the Rocks, and Plenty free from toyle ! 
 When through the gazing Streets I paft in State 
 To my Tribunall, inthe Cities Gate ! 
 The blulhing Youth their vertuous awe difclofe, 
 And from their Seats the reverend Elders rofe. 
 Attentive Princes fiich a filence kept, 
 As if their Soules had in their Bodies flept. 
 Tlf aitoninYt Nobles ftood like men that were N 
 
 Depriv'dof all their Sences but the eare. 
 All earesthat heard, my equall Juftice prais'd : 
 All eyes that faw, their Lids with wonder raised. 
 I from Oppreffors did the Poore defend ; 
 The Fatherleffe, and fiich as had no friend. 
 Thofe fav'd, whom wicked Power fought to deflroy : 
 And made the widowes heart to fpring with joy. 
 I put on Truth : fhee cloth'd me with renowne : 
 My Juftice was to me a precious Crowne. 
 Eyes lent I to the blind ; feet to the Lame : 
 A Father to the ComfortlefTe became. 
 I fearch't what from my knowledge was conceal'd : 
 And clouded Truth by her owne light reveal'd. 
 Oft with my Scepter brake the Lyons jawes 
 And fnatcht the prey out of his armed pawes. 
 Then faid ; my Dayes fhall as the Sand increafe : 
 And I in my owne neft fhall dye in peace. 
 
 My 
 
oi Paraphrafe upon lob. ->? 
 
 My Root was by the living water fpred : 
 
 And Night her dew upon my Branches fhed. 
 
 My Glories Crefcent to a Circle grew : 
 
 And I my Bow with doubled vigor drew. 
 
 When I but fpake, they hung upon my looke : 
 
 And as an Oracle my Counfell tooke. 
 
 None fpake but I ; each his owne Judgement feares : 
 
 My words like honey dropt into their eares - 
 
 Which readily with joy they entertaine, 
 
 As Yawning Earth devoures the latter Raine. 
 
 Although I fmil'd, none would my thoughts fufped: : 
 
 Nor on my Mirth a frowning looke refled: : 
 
 But trod the path which I their Chiefe propos'd. 
 
 I King-like late, with armed troopes inclos'd : 
 
 Gave timely Comforts to the Soule that mourn'd - y 
 
 Rais'd from the Duft, and teares to Laughter turn'd. 
 
 Oh bitter change ! now Boyes my grones deride j Chap. 3 0. 
 
 The wretched objecl: of their Icorne and pride : 
 Whofe Fathers I unworthy held to keepe, 
 With telle contemned Dogs, my Flocks of fheepe. 
 How could their youth to my advantage turne > 
 Or elder age, with weakning vices worne ? 
 Who, pale with famine, to the Defert fled ; 
 On roots ot Juniper and Mallowes fed : 
 Whom Men From their Societie exclude ; 
 Detefted, and like Theeves withcryes purfu'd : 
 Conceal'd in hollow Rocks, in gloomy Caves, 
 And ClifFes deepe vaulted by the fretting waves : 
 Among t|ie Bufhes they like AfTes braide : 
 And in the Brakes their Conventicles made. 
 The Sonnes of Idiots, of ignoble Birth : 
 Contaminate, and viler then the Earth. 
 Yet now am I obnoxious to their wrongs : 
 A By-word, and the Subject of their fong's. 
 Who exercife their tongues in my difgrace ; 
 Abhorre my paths, and fpit upon my face. 
 They,everfince the inrag'd omnipotent 
 Diflblv'd my Sinewes, and my Bow unbent - y 
 Like head-ftrongHorfes, twixt their teeth have tane 
 The mafterd Bridle, andcontemn'd the reyne. 
 Lo, Boyes againft me rife , and ftrow my way 
 With Snares ; then watch the cruell traps they lay : 
 Who now my path's pervert ; their hate extend 
 To multiply his woes, that hath no friend. 
 As Seas againft the Shores ftrong Rampires ftretch 
 Their battering waves, and force a dreadfull breach : 
 
 With 
 

 3 8 iA Parapbrafe upon lob . 
 
 With equall fury they upon me roule s 
 Even to the defolation of my fbule. 
 Befieging Terrors ftorme -like roare aloud 5 
 Purfue,and chafe me like an emptie Cloud. 
 O how my foule is powr'd upon the ground ! 
 Full growne Affliction hath a fubjed: found. 
 Torments by Night my wafted marrow boyle : 
 My Pulfes labour withunequall toyle. 
 My fbares pollute my garments : Plagues infeft 
 My poyfoned skin, and like a Coat inveft. 
 O I am Dull and Afhes ! Lord, thou haft 
 Downe in the durt the broken-hearted caft. 
 Thy eares the incenfe of my prayers reject : 
 No teares nor vowes can alter thy neglecT:. 
 Ah ! haft thou loft thy mercy ! Wilt thou fight 
 Againft a worme, andinhisgroanes delight ! 
 Thou fetft me on the winds i with every blaft 
 Toft too and fro, while I to nothing waft. 
 I fee my Death approach : I to the wombe 
 Of earth am cala, of all the generall Tomb. 
 Thou never wilt the Dead to Life reftore : 
 Though heere in Sorrow they thy grace implore. 
 How oft have I for thole that fuffer'd, wept ! 
 Afflicted for the poore, when others flept : 
 Yet when Ilookt for joy, for cheerefull light ; 
 Then griefe fell on, and (hades more blacke than night. 
 My tortur'd Bowels found no howerof reft: 
 By troopes of fodaine miferies oppre ft. 
 Unknowne to Day, I mourn'd : niy clamors tare ^ 
 The eares foft Labyrinth,and cleft the Aire. • 
 The hilling Dragon, and the fcreeching Owle, 
 Became Companions tomypenfive Soule. 
 My flefti is cover'd with a vaife of jet : 
 And all my Bones confiime with burning heat. 
 My Harp her mournfull Straines in Sorrow fteep's. 
 My Organ fighes lad aires,as one that weepes. 
 Chap. 31. I with my Eyes a Covenant made, that they 
 
 Should not my Soule,nor fhe their lights betray 
 To the deceit of fin : why then fhould I 
 Behold a Virgin with a burning eye > 
 What Judgements arereferv'd, what Vengeance due 
 To thofe,who their intemperate Lufts purfiie ! 
 Deftrudtion and eternall Ruine fhall 
 From Heaven,like lightning, on the wicked fall. 
 Do not his fearching Eyes my wayes behold ? 
 Are not my fteps by him, obfer v'd and told > 
 
 
 if 
 
A Taraphrafe uponlob. 29 
 
 If tempting Sinne could ever yet entice 
 
 My feet to wander in the Queft of Vice : 
 
 Let that great Arbiter of Wrong and Right : 
 
 Waigh in his Scales • and caft me if to light. 
 
 If I from vertues path have flept awry - 
 
 Or let my heart be govern'd by mine eye : 
 
 If I, oh Juftice, have thy Rites profan'd ; 
 
 If bribes or guiltlefTe blood my hands have ffcun'd : 
 
 Then let another reape what I have fowne - 
 
 Nor let my Race be to the Living knowne, 
 
 If ever woman could to finne allure • 
 
 If I have waited at my Neighbours doore : 
 
 Let my laicivious wife with others grin'd j 
 
 And by her luft repay my guilt in kind. 
 
 This were a hainous crime ; fo foule a fad*, 
 
 As would due vengeance from the Judge exadt : 
 
 A wafting fire, which violently burnes • 
 
 And alltopovertie and mine turnes. 
 
 If I by Power my Servants mould opprefle • 
 
 Nor would their crying Grievances redrefle : 
 
 What fhouldl doe, or lay, when God {hall come 
 
 To judge the world, that might divert his Doome ? 
 
 Both made he in the wombe, of equall worth ; 
 
 Though to unequall Deftiny brought forth. 
 
 If from the poore I did their hopes detaine ; 
 
 Or made the widowes Eyes expedt in vaine : 
 
 If I alone have at my Table fed f 
 
 Or from the fatherlefle withheld my bread : 
 
 Nor foftgrd from my youth, their wants fiipplide - 
 
 To him a father,and to her a guide : 
 
 If I have feenethe naked itarve for cold • 
 
 While Avarice my Charitie controld : 
 
 If their cloth'd Loines have not my bounty bleft ; 
 
 Warme with the fleeces which my flocks divert : 
 
 If I my amies have rais'd to crufh the weake - 
 
 The Judge prepar'd, the witnefTe taught to fpeake : 
 
 Be all their ligaments at once unbound ; 
 
 And their disjoynted bones to powder grownd. 
 
 Divine Revenge my Soule from nnne deterr'd : 
 
 Fori the anger of th' Almighty fear'd. 
 
 I never Idolized Gold embrac'd : 
 
 Nor faid ; In thee my Confidence is plac'd. 
 
 Nor on dec it full Riches fixt my heart ; 
 
 Together fcrap'd by no omitted Art. 
 
 If when I faw the early Sunne afcend, 
 
 Or the new Moone her iilver homes extend j 
 
40 ^ Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 I bowing kift my hand, thofe Lights ador'd 
 As Deities, ancLr.heirreleifeimplor'd. 
 The Sinne had beene flagitious ; and had cry'd 
 To him for vengeance whom my Deed's defi'd. 
 Have I with joy beheld my ruin'd foe > 
 Have I exulted in his overthrow ? 
 Or in the tempeft of my paffion burfi: 
 Into offences, and hislflue curft > 
 Though my Domefticks faid } oh let us teare 
 His hated flefh, nor after death forbeare. 
 Who made the Stones their bed, or figh'd for food, 
 If knowne ? my houfe to ftrangers open ftood. 
 Suppole I were corrupt, and foule within : 
 Yet to what end fliould I difguife my Sinne ? 
 Need I fo much contempt or cenfure dread ; 
 As not to fpeake my thoughts, or hide my head > 
 Where fhall I meet with an indifferent Eare ? 
 Oh that the Soveraigne Judge my Caufe would heare, 
 Perufe the Adverfaries evidence ; 
 Try, and determine, my fuppos'd offence ! 
 I on my fhoulders their complaints would beare : 
 And as a Diadem their Slanders weare. 
 More like a Prince then a Delinquent, would 
 Approac h hi s prefence ; an d my life unfold. 
 It the umrped Fields againft me cry ; 
 Their ravifht Furrowes weepe : if ever I 
 Have forced from them their unpaid for Graine ; 
 Their Husbandmen, and ancient Owners flaine : 
 For wheat, let thirties from their clods afcend ; 
 For barley, cockle. lobs complaints here end. 
 Chap, 32. Nor would his Friends proceed in their replyes j 
 
 Since he appear'd fb pure in his owne Eyes. 
 When Elihu Barachels fonne, who drew 
 His Birth from Aram, much incenfed grew : 
 Not only againft lob, that durft defend 
 His Innocency, and with God contend : 
 But with his three auftere Companions ; flnce 
 They would condemne before they could convince* 
 Whenheperceiv'd the reft no anfwermade, 
 But like dumb Statues fate ; the Buzite faid : 
 Till now I durft not venture to unfold 
 My labouring thoughts, to you that are fb old. 
 For gray Experience is with wifedome fraught -, 
 And facred knowledge by the aged taught. 
 Yet oh, how darke is mans prefuming fence, 
 Notlightned withxadeftiall Influence ! 
 
 The 
 
tA Parapbrafe upon lob. 41 
 
 The great in Honor are notalwayes wife : 
 
 Nor Judgement under filver Trefles lies. 
 
 Since lb ■, at length vouchfafe to heare a youth, 
 
 And his opinion, in thefearch of Truth. 
 
 For I your words have weigh'd, your reafons heard ; 
 
 The Inftances by each of youinferr'd : 
 
 And yet in all the heate of your difpute, 
 
 Not one could answer lob • much leffe confute. 
 
 Know therefore, leaft too rafhly you conclude , 
 
 It is not Man, but God that hath iiibdu'd. 
 
 Againft me lob did not his fpeech dired: : 
 
 No more will I your Arguments object. 
 
 You all were at his Confidence amaz'd • 
 
 And filently upon each other gaz'd : 
 
 When I your anfwers had expected long, 
 
 Nor could difcerne the motion of a tongue ; 
 
 Ifaid- behold I now will a6t my part, 
 
 And utter the Conceptions of my heart. 
 
 My Soule is rapt with fury ; and my brelt 
 
 Containes a flame, that will not be fuppreft. 
 
 My Bowels boyle like wine that hath no vent ; 
 
 Ready tobreake the dwelling Continent. 
 
 Words therefore muft my toiling thoughts relieve j 
 
 And to reftrained Truth inlargement give. 
 
 No perfonallRefpec-ts my thoughts fhall move i 
 
 Nor will I Man with flattering titles fmooth. 
 
 Should I fb proftitutemyfervile Breath j 
 
 My Maker ioone would cut me of by Death. 
 
 And now, O lob, what I fhall utter heare ? Chap. 3 3 , 
 
 As I my lips, io open thou thine eare. 
 I facred knowledge clearely will impart • 
 Drawne from the fountaine of a lingle heart. 
 God made us both, with breath of Life infpifd ; 
 In (hroudsof fraile Mortalitie attyf d : 
 Then fince we fhall with equall Amies contend j 
 Arile, and if thou canlt, thy caufe defend. 
 Behold, according to thy wifh I ftand 
 In fteed of God ; though made of flimc and Sand, 
 I will not with fterne Menaces affright : 
 Nor fhall my hand on thee like Thunder-light. 
 For I with griefe, O lob, have heard thee vaunt ; 
 And breake into this paflionate Complaint : 
 My Heart is uncorrupt, my Innocence 
 Without a Staine, my life free from offence : 
 Yet he occafionfeekes to overthrow, 
 And trample on me as his mortall foe : 
 
 F Who, 
 
4^ ^A Parapbrafe upon lob . 
 
 Who, leaftlfhould efcape, in fetters binds • 
 Obferves my fteps, and makes the faults he finds. 
 How rafh is thy bold charge > God is compleat 
 In his owne Efience ; much than man more great : 
 And yet dar'ft thou contend > his patience grieve ? 
 Will He a reafbn for his Actions give > 
 Oft he to Mortals fpeaks : yet will not they 
 The Counfeli of his Oracles obey. 
 Sometimes by Dreames infilence of the Night 5 
 Sometimes by Vifions he informes their fight : 
 When fleepe his Poppy on their Temples fheds ; 
 Or they lye mufing on their reftlefle beds. 
 The caufe of their afflictions then reveales ; 
 And on their Hearts his reprehenfion feales : 
 That he may man prevent, his pride repell ; 
 Save from the fword, and greedy jawes of Hell. 
 For this,dileafed on his bed he groanes s 
 While unrelenting Torments gnaw his bones : 
 The fight of Food his emptie ftomack fils i 
 And Dainties to his tafte are lothfome Pils : 
 By wafting He&icks of his flefli bereft ; 
 Bones late unfeene, alone apparant left : 
 His Soulefits mourning at the gates of Death $ 
 While anguiih drives to mfTocate his breath. 
 But if a Prophet, or Interpreter, 
 One of athoufand, with the ficke conferre : 
 Before his eyes, his ugly finnes detecl: j 
 And to a better life his Steps direcl: : 
 Then Mercy thus will cry ; Releafe the bound 
 From Sinne and Hell : I have a Ranfome found. 
 Then (hall his bones the flefh of Babes indue: 
 His youth and beauty like the fpring renew. 
 He fhall his God implore } his glorious Face 
 With joy behold, and flourim in his grace. 
 For God will his Integritie regard : 
 His vertue with a Bounteous hand reward. 
 His Eyes the fecrets of all hearts furvay. 
 When the contrite and bleeding Soulefhall fay 5 
 How have I Juftice forc'd ! the poore undone ! 
 Sinne heapt on Sinne ! to my owne Ruine run ! 
 Then God fhall raife him from the fhades of Night : 
 ' And he fhall live tofeeth'etheriall Light. 
 Thus oft to man that Power which wounds and heales, 
 The way to Joy by Mifery Reveales : 
 That he may longer with the living dwell ; 
 Snatcht fromth'extended jawes of Death and H[ell. 
 
 O 
 
xA Parapbrafe upon lob . 43 
 
 O thou of men moft wretched ! heare me fpeake : 
 
 Nor in thy frantick paffion iilence breake. 
 
 If thou thy felfe canft cleare, at large reply : 
 
 For I thy life would gladly juftifie. 
 
 If not j my words with wifedome (hall informe 
 
 Thy erring Soule, and mitigate this Storme. 
 
 Then Elihu his fpeech directs to thoie Chap. 34. 
 
 Who in a Ring the Diiputants indole. 
 You that are wile, laid he, my Doctrine heare : 
 You who have knowing Soules, afford an Eare. 
 For fence is by that Organ underftood - 
 Even as the tafte diftino-uifheth of Food. 
 By Equitie let us our Judgements guide : 
 And this long controverted Caufe decide, 
 lob cries- I guiltlelTe fall, to God appeale : 
 Yet will not he the clouded truth reveale. 
 Shall I with lyes betray my Innocence ? 
 My wound is mortall : 6, for what offence ! 
 VVhoof himfelfe but he fb vainely thinks > 
 Who contumacy like cold water drinks. 
 He is in {hackles by the wicked led ; 
 And walkes the way which his Affociates tread. 
 What bootes it man ( fayes he ) to take delight 
 In God! and live as alwayes in his fight ! 
 O heare me, you who high in knowledge lit : 
 Is it with God that he fhould Sinne commit > 
 No, each according to his Merit (hall 
 Receive his hire : to Juftice ftand, or fall. 
 O can Compaffion in Deftrud-tion joy > 
 Or will the righteous Judge the juit deftroy > 
 Shall he the world by mans direction fway ; 
 Whom Heaven and Powers Angelicall obey ? 
 In his difpofiire is the Orbe of Earth - 3 
 The Throne of Kings, and all of humane Birth. 
 O, if he fhould the heart of manfurvay j 
 Reduce, and take the breath he gave, away : 
 All Living in a moment would expire ; 
 And fwiftly to there former duft retire. 
 Then lob, if thou haft reafon ; if a mind 
 Not partially let my words acceptance find. 
 Shall ne who Juftice hates, rule by his luft ? 
 Or wilft thou him condemne who is moft juft ? 
 Shall Subjects taxe their Kings? their Princes blame ? 
 And with detractions poys'nous breath defame > 
 Much leffe upbraid his juft Dominion, 
 To whom both Lords and vaflals are all one. 
 
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44 \*d Parapkrafe uponlob. 
 
 Who Rich and Poore alike regards ; fince they 
 By hirn were form'd from the fame lump of clay. 
 Pale Death fhall in an inftant quench their light 5 
 Whole Nations ravifh, in the dead of Night, 
 Sweep from the Earth : the mightie in Command 
 Shall from their Thrones be fnatcht without a hand. 
 He all beholds with eyes that never clofe : 
 Obferves their Steps, and their Intentions knowes. 
 No mufling Clouds, nor Shades infernall,can 
 Froinhis inquiry hide offending Man. 
 Nor fhall the Punifhment, which guilt purfues, 
 Exceed the Crime; left he fhould God accufe. 
 He fhall for finnes unknowne the mighty breake 5 
 And to their empty thrones advance the weake : 
 The Miiieries of Night reveale to Day ■ 
 And in their falls their fecret faults difplay. 
 Nor his exemplary revenge deferre ; 
 
 Prefented on the Worlds great Theatre: 
 
 Since they revolt from God,with open jawes 
 
 Blafpheme his Juftice,and defpife his Lawes. 
 
 So that the cries of their oppreffions rend 
 
 The fuffering Aire, and to his eares afcend. 
 
 Who can difturbe the peace which he beftowes ? 
 
 What tumult waken their fecure repofe ? 
 
 What Nation, or what oneofMortallRace, 
 
 Shall God beho!d,if he withdraw his Face ? 
 
 That Hypocrites no more may tyrannize : 
 
 Nor in their fnares the credulous fiirprize. 
 
 Say thou s I will not with my God contend ; 
 
 But beare his Chaftifements,nor more offend. 
 
 My Ignorance informe, if I have lent 
 
 AnEaretovice,leftImy finnes augment. 
 
 Will he with thy Arbitrement comply > 
 
 Whither thou fhould'ft confent, orfhouldfl deny, 
 
 His cenfure is the fame. Shall I tranfgrefTe 
 
 In not reproving ? what thouknow'ft,profefTe. 
 
 And you my Auditors, by Godindu'd 
 
 With facred wifedome, will I hope conclude, 
 
 Thatjobonjufticehath afperfions flung ; 
 
 And fpoken indifcreetly with his tongue. 
 
 O Father, give his Miferies no end - 3 
 
 While he fhall his impietie defend. 
 
 They to their finnes rebellion adde,who jeft 
 pi At their Inftru&ors,and with God conteft. 
 
 C p. 3 ft Thefe Arguments thus urg'd j the zealous youth 
 
 Proceeds, and aid ; Art thou infornVd by truth, 
 
 That 
 
A Tarapbrafe uponlob. 
 
 That dar'ftpreferre thine owne integrities 
 
 As if more juft then he who fits on high > 
 
 And jfay j 6 1 am innocent in vaine : 
 
 Have to no end preferv'd my life from ftaine. 
 
 Now give me leave to aniwer thee, and thole, 
 
 Who Gods all-guiding Providence oppole. 
 
 O lob from Heaven to Earth ered: thine eyes i 
 
 Behold the vafte extenlion of the skies : 
 
 The fayling Clouds by Exhalations fed - 
 
 Howfarre are thefe advanced above thy head P 
 
 Can thy accumulated vices reach 
 
 Yet higher > and his HappinefTe impeach > 
 
 What can thy RighteoufnefTe to him bequeath ? 
 
 Can God a Benefit from Man receive ? 
 
 Although thy Sinne a Mortall may deftroy - y 
 
 Thy Juftice fuccour, and confirme his joy. 
 
 Thole whom too -powerfull Infolence oppreiTe ; 
 
 Weepe-out their eyes, andhowle in their diftreiTe : 
 
 None cry j where is my God ! who all our wrongs 
 
 Will vindicate, andturne our fighesto Songs : 
 
 Enobles with an Intelle&uall Souie ; 
 
 More rationall then beaft, more wife then fowle. 
 
 None fhall the others fufferings regard : 
 
 The eares of Pittie by their vices barr'd. 
 
 For God will not relieve th'unpenitent : 
 
 Nor to the prayer's of wicked Soules confent : 
 
 Much iefTe to his, who layes - 3 I never more 
 
 Shall fee his face, nor he my Joyes reftore. 
 
 Let no flich defperate thoughts thy foule i nfecl: ■ 
 
 But calmely fuffer, and his grace expect. 
 
 In both to blame : Though thou his wrath incenfe • 
 
 Thy punifhment i^lefle then thy ojffence. 
 
 Judge you howundifcreetly lob complaines : 
 
 And by extolling his owne Juftice ftaines. 
 
 A little longer fuffer me, while I Chap. 3 <S» 
 
 Proceed in this Divine Apology : 
 And from a far-remov'd Originall 
 His Judgements vindicate, who made us all, 
 No Fucus, nor vaine fupplement of Art, 
 Shall falfifie the Language of my Heart. 
 He who is perfed:, and abhors untruth, 
 With heavenly Influence infpires my youth. 
 For the Omnipotent is onely wile : 
 Nor will the great in Power the weake defpife. 
 His Hands the poore from violence defend - 
 While Sin-defiled Soules to Helldefcend t 
 
 Beholds 
 
46 vA Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Beholds thejuft,with Eyes that ever wake : 
 
 With Princes ranck't,whofe thrones no Tempeib (hake, 'h 
 
 Or iftheir vrces caft them to the ground, 
 
 If in the fetters of affliction bound : 
 
 He to their trembling Confciences difplayes 
 
 Their former lives,and errours of their wayes. 
 
 Then opens wide the porches of their eares 3 
 
 And their long vailecfeyes from darkneffe cleares : 
 
 That they themfe Ives may fee,mftrud:ions heare, 
 
 Returne from Sin,and their Creator feare. 
 
 They fhall their happy Dayes in pleafiire fpend : 
 
 And full ofyeares in peace their progrefle end. 
 
 But if they difobey j the Sword fhall fhed 
 
 Their guilty blood, and mix them with the Dead. 
 
 For the Deluder haftens his owne fall : 
 
 Nor will in trouble on the Almightie call ; 
 
 Who on the Beds of finne iupinely lye ; 
 
 They in the Summer of their age fhall diQ t 
 
 God will the penitent to Grace reftore : 
 
 Taught by affliction to offend no more. 
 
 So from thefe f earefull ftraights would thee have led, 
 
 Inlarg' d thy paflage,and with marrow fed : 
 
 But thou,tnrough wicked Counfels , haft rebell'd ; 
 
 And therefore juftly by his Judgements held. 
 
 O feare his wrath ! fhould'lt thou be fwept away ; 
 
 Not Mines of Treafure could thy Ranfome pay. 
 
 Cares he for wealth ? Though Gold on Earth command - 
 
 No Gold,or force, can free thee from his hand. 
 
 Let not thy defperat fbule defire that Night, 
 
 Which from the living takes the laft of Light : 
 
 Nor by the guide of forrow blindly erre • 
 
 And Death before due Chaftifements preferre. 
 
 Lo ! he his truth exalts : whofo compleat. 
 
 As he in Power ! whofe Knowledge is fo great ! 
 
 Who can to himprefcribe a Path > or fay, 
 
 Thy Judgements from the trad: of Juftice ftray ? 
 
 O rather praife the workes his hands have wrought s 
 
 By all beheld : with Admiration fraught. 
 
 His Glory but in part to man appeares : 
 
 Who knowes him,or the number of his yeares > 
 
 He the congealed vapors melts againe s 
 
 Extenuated into drops of Raine : 
 
 Which on the thirftie Earth in fhowers diftill • 
 
 And all that lifepofTefle with plenty fill. 
 
 Who can the extenfion of his Clouds explore ? 
 
 Or tell how they in their collifions roare > 
 
 Guilt 
 
A Tarapbrafe upon lob. 47 
 
 Guilt with the flafhes of their horrid light : > 
 Yet darken all below with their owne Night . 
 Judgement and bountie each from hence proceeds ■ 
 With thefe his Creatures punifheth and feeds : 
 With thefe the Beautie of the Day immures j 
 And ail the Ornaments of Heaven obf cures ; 
 Forthwith aeriall Tumults wound the Eare ; 
 Whofe heat and cold the Clouds afunder teare. 
 
 O how they terrific my panting heart ! Chap. 3 7. 
 
 Ready to breake my fivers, and depart. 
 Hearke,how his thunder from their entrailes breakes ! 
 The voyce of God when he in fury fpeakes : 
 Which roles in globes of pitch below the skies. 
 To Earths extent his winged lightning flies, 
 PurnYde by hideous fragors : though before 
 The flames defcend, they in their breaches roarc. 
 His farre-refbunding voyce reports his ire : 
 His Indignation flowes in ftreames of fire. 
 O who can apprehend his excellence ; 
 Whole wonders paffe the reach of humane fenfe ! 
 He gives the winters Snow her aerie birth : 
 And bids her virgin fleeces cloth the Earth. 
 Now he her face renew' s with fruitfull fhowres : 
 Now Cataracts upon her bofbme powres - y 
 Whofe falling fpouts the Hands of Labour tie. 
 When Swainesfor ihelter to their houfes flye j 
 Yet on their former toyle refled: their care : 
 
 Thenfalvage Beafts to their darke dennes repaire. 
 
 Loud Tempefts from the Cloudie South breake forth; 
 
 And cold out of the Cloud-repelling North. 
 
 The fields with rigid froft grow ftiffe and gray ; 
 
 The rivers folid, ,and forget their way. 
 
 Sad clouds with frequent teares themfelves impaire 3 
 
 And thofe that (hone withlightning,fleet to ayre ; 
 
 At his obey'd decree returne againe •, 
 
 T'afflid: the Earth, or comfort it with raine. 
 
 Thus Judgement and fweet Mercy, which depend 
 
 Upon his beck,to men in Clouds defcend. 
 
 This heare,6 Job ; withfilence fixed, Hand : 
 
 Review the wonders of his mighty Hand. 
 
 Know'ft thou how God collects the mult red Clouds ? 
 
 How in their darknefTe he his lightning fhrouds ? 
 
 How by him ballancd in the weightlefTe Aire ? 
 Canft thou the wifedome of his workes declare > 
 Or know' ft thou how thy Garments warmer grow, 
 When dropping Southerne gales begin to blow > 
 
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48 c/4 Tarapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Wer't thou then prefent,when his hands difplaid 
 The firmament ; of liquid Chryftall made > 
 If fo ; inftrudt what we to God mould fay ; 
 Who in fo darke a night have loft our way. 
 What can we urge that is to him unknowne > 
 Or who contend and not be overthrowne ? 
 Who on the Sunne can gaze with conftant eyes, 
 When purging winds from vapors cleare the skies, 
 And Northerne gales his mining face unfold > 
 MuchlefTe the MajeftieofGod behold. 
 O how infcrutable ! his equitie 
 Twins with his Power. Will he the Juft deftroy ? 
 For this to be ador'd ; yet cannot find 
 Among the Sonnes of men a prudent mind. 
 Chap. 3 8 . Then from a Globe of curling Clouds, which brake 
 
 Into a radiant flame, Jehovafpake : 
 What Mot tall thus through ignorance profanes 
 My darkned counlels > of his God complaines ? 
 Come,buckle on thy Armor : let us end 
 This controverie ; fince thou wilt needs contend. 
 Tell, if thou canft ; where wert thou when I made 
 The food-full Earth,and her foundation laid * 
 Who thofe exacl: dimenfions did defigne > 
 Who on her fliperficies ftretch'd his Line > 
 Or fixt as Centre to the world ? upon 
 What Balis built ? who laid the Corner Stone ? 
 Where wert thou when the Stars my prayfesfimg > 
 When Heaven with fhouts of joyfull Angels rung > 
 Or who fliut up the feas with Dores ; when they, 
 As from the tortur'd womb, inforc'd their way ? 
 Byrne inverted with a veile ol Clouds : 
 And fwadled,as new-borne, in fable fiirouds. 
 For thefe a receptacle I defign'd : 
 And with inviolable Barres confind. 
 Then faid : thus farre your Empire fhall extend • 
 Norfliall your prouder waves thefe bounds tranfcend. 
 Haft thou appointed where theMoone mould rife, 
 And with her purple light adorne the skies > 
 Scor'd out the bounded Suns obliquer wayes ; 
 That he on all might fpreadhis eqnall rayes > 
 And by the cleare extenfion of his Light, 
 Chafe from the Karth the impious Sonnes of Night ? 
 WhofeBeamesthe various formes of things difplay^ 
 Like multitudes of Figures wrought in Clay : 
 By which the Beautie of the Earth appeares • 
 The divers-colour'd Mantle which (he weares : 
 
 Concea'ld 
 
<A Paraphrafe upon lob. 4P 
 
 ConceaTdorTendors'by their luftre found ; 
 
 Attached, and in Deaths darkeprifon bound. 
 
 Say , haft thou div'dinto the Deep's below > 
 
 And trod thofe bottorae fands where fountaines flow ? 
 
 Or boldly broken-up the Seales of Hell, 
 
 And feene the Shadowes which in Darknefle dwell > 
 
 Tell if thou canft, how farre the Earth extends > 
 
 Haft thou difcover'd her remoteft ends ? 
 
 Beheld the Chambers of the fpringing Light ? 
 
 Or travel'd through the Regions of the Night > 
 
 To their abodes canft thou reveale the way ? 
 
 And their alternate rule to men difplay ? 
 
 Wer't thou then borne? haft thou thefe fecrets knowne 
 
 Through length of time > art thou fo aged growne ? 
 
 Haft thoufurvay'd the Magazines of Snow ? 
 
 Seene where the melting drops to haile-ftones grow > 
 
 With thefe I punifli : thefe the weapons are, 
 
 By me prepar'd againft the Day of warre. 
 
 Why breakes the Lightning from the troubled skies, 
 
 While Eafterne winds in horrid Tempefts rife > 
 
 Who Deluges from Heaven in Torrents powres * 
 
 Or gives a paflage to the roaring Showres > 
 
 That they on Deferts un-inhabited 
 
 By Mortals, may their fruitfullmoyfture fhed ? 
 
 Hence vegetives receive their fragrant birth : 
 
 And cloth the naked Bofbme of the Earth. 
 
 What, hath the Raine a Father ? tell me who 
 
 Begot the mining Drops of Morning Dew ? 
 
 Wnofe wombe produc'd the glaffie Ice > who bred 
 
 The hoary frofts that fall on winters head > 
 
 The waters then in Chriftallare concealed : 
 
 And thefmooth vifage of the Seacongeal'd. 
 
 Canft thou the pleafant influence reftraine, 
 
 Of Pleiades, which bathes the Spring with raine > 
 
 Or boifterous Orions chaines unbind, 
 
 Who drawes along the bitter Eafterne wind ? 
 
 In Summer, fcorching Mazaroth difplay ? 
 
 Or teach Ar&urus, and his Sonnes, their way ? 
 
 Canft thou the Motions of the Heavens direcT: > 
 
 Or make their vertue on the Earth refled: > 
 
 Will the condenfed Clouds, at thy command, 
 
 DefcendinShoures upon the thirftyLand > 
 
 Or in their roaring ftrife alimder part, 
 
 And at thy Foes their fearefull Lightning dart > 
 
 With wiledome who renownes the Nobler parts ? 
 
 .Who underftanding gives to humane Hearts ? 
 
 G Whofe 
 
50 %A Paraphrafe upon lob. 
 
 Whofe wifedome cleares the Saphirs of the skies > 
 Or who the fwelling Clouds in Bladders ties * 
 Tomollifie the ftubborne clods with raine 5 
 And fcattered Duft incorporate againe. 
 Chap. 3 ji . Wilt thou for the old Lyon hunt > or fill 
 
 His hungry whelps ? and for the killer kill > 
 When couch'd in dreadfull Dens ; when clofely they 
 Lurke in the Covert to furprife their prey ? 
 Who feeds the Ravens when their young-onescry. 
 To God for food and through the Deferts flye ? 
 Know'ft thou when Salvage goates doe teeme among 
 The craggy rocks > when Hinds produce their young > . 
 Can'ft thou their Recknings keepe ? the time compute 
 When their fwolne Bellies (hall inlarge their fruit * 
 Without a Midwife thefe their Throwes fuftaine $ 
 And bowing, bring their Iffue forth withpaine. 
 They at full udders fucke, grow ftrong with corne : 
 Depart,and never to their Dams returne. 
 Who feut forth the wild Afle to live at large ? 
 Whom neither Haltar binds nor Burthens charge : 
 Inhabiting the barren WildernefTe, 
 And rocky Caves, remov'd from mans accefle. 
 He from the many-peopfd Citie flyes j 
 Contemnes their labors, and the Drivers cryes : 
 The Mountaines are his walkes ; who wandring feeds 
 On flow ly-fp ringing hearbs, and ranker weeds. 
 Will the fierce Vnicornethy voyce obey , 
 Stand at the Crib, and feed upon the hay ? 
 Or to the fervile yoake his freedome yeild ; 
 Plough-up the Glebe, and harrow the rough field £ 
 Wilt thou upon his ready ftrength relye > 
 Will he fuftaine thee with his Induftry > 
 Bring home thy Harveft > to thy will fubmit > 
 Put of his fiercenefTe , and receive the Bit ? 
 The Peacock, not at thy Command, afliimes 
 His glorious traine : Nor Eftrige her rare plumes. 
 She drops her Egges upon the naked Land ; 
 And wraps them in a bed of hatching Sand : 
 Expofed to the wandering Traveller ; 
 And Feet of Beafts, which thole wild Deferts reare.' 
 Shee as a Step-mother betrayes her owne ; 
 Left without care, and prefently unknowne : 
 By God depriv'd of that Intelligence 
 Which Nature gives : of all moft voide of Seme. 
 Her feet the nimble Rider leave behind ; 
 And whefl (hee fpreadsher fayles, out-ftripthe wind. 
 
 Haft 
 
kA Parapbrafe upon lob. 
 
 Haft thou with Strength indu'd the generous Horfe > 
 
 His necke with Thunder arm'd, his breaft with Force ? 
 
 Him canft thou as a Grafhopper affright ? 
 
 Who from his Noftrilsthrowes adreadfull light ; 
 
 Exults in his owne courage ; proudly bounds 5 
 
 With trampling hoofes the founding Centre wounds : 
 
 Breakes through the ordred Rancks with eyes that burne • 
 
 Nor from the Battle-Axe, or Sword,will turne. 
 
 The ratling Quiver, nor the glittering Speare, 
 
 Or dazling Shield, can daunt his heart with feare. 
 
 Through rage and fiercenefle hedevoures the ground : 
 
 Nor in his fury heares the Trumpet found. 
 
 Farre of the Battaile fmels - 3 like Thunder neighes : 
 
 Loud fhouts and dying groanes his courage raife. 
 
 Do's the wild Haggard towre into the skie, 
 
 And to the South by thy direction flye ? 
 
 Or Eagle in her gyres the Clouds imbrace, 
 
 And on the higheft cliffe her Aery place > 
 
 Shee dwels among the Rocks - on every fide 
 
 With broken Mountaines ftrongly fortifi'd : 
 
 From thence what ever can be f eene furvayes ; 
 
 And Hooping, on the flanghtred Quarry preys : 
 
 From wounds her Eglets fuck the reaking blood ; 
 
 And all-devafting Warre provides her food. 
 
 Since fuch my power, wilt thou with me contend ? 
 
 Inftrucl: thy Maker > and thy fault defend ? 
 
 Now anfwerthou that darfl thy God up-braid. 
 
 Then humbled lob, transfixt with forrow, faid : 
 
 Can one fo vile.to fuch a truth reply > 
 
 Too long my griefe hath rav'd : no more will I 
 
 Purfiie a folly, and my Sinne extend : 
 
 But curbe my tongue, fo re'ady to offend. 
 
 Once more Jehovafrom that radiant Throne Chap. 40. 
 
 Of Clouds thus fpake : O lob, thy armes put on : 
 If thou haft will or courage left, prepare 
 T'encounter me in this Gigantick warre. 
 Wilt thou my Judgements difanull ? defame 
 My equali Rule, to cleare thy felfe of blame ? 
 Is thy weake Arme as ftrong as Gods ? can'ft thou 
 In thunder fpeake ? the Sea with Tempefts plow ? 
 Come deck thy felfe with Beauties Excellence ; 
 With Majeftie ; and Sun-like Rayesdifpenfe : 
 The fury of thy wrath like lightning fling 
 On bold offenders : Pride to ruine bring. 
 Thofe with the furfeits of excefle deftroy, 
 Who in their uncontrouled vices joy : 
 
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52 *A Parapbrafe uponlob. 
 
 Hide them together in the Caves of Night ; 
 There bind them, never to behold the Light : 
 Then will I fay that thou thy felfe can ft fave 
 From wafting Age, Deftru&ion, and the Grave. 
 With thee, I made the mighty Elephant j 
 Who Oxe-like feeds on every herbe and plant. 
 His mighty ftrength lyes in his able Loynes : 
 And where the flexure of his Navell joynes. 
 His ftretcht-out tayle prelents a Mountaine Pine ; 
 The Sinewes of his Stones like Cords combine. 
 His Bones the hammer'd Steele in ftrength furpafle : 
 His fides are fortifi'd with Ribs of BraiTe. 
 Of Gods great workes the chiefe : lo, he who made 
 This knowing Beaft, hath arm'd him with a blade. 
 He feed's on lofty Hils, nor lives by prey : 
 About their gentle Prince his Subjects play. 
 His limbs he coucheth in the cooler (hades : 
 Oft, when Heavens burning Eye the fields invades, 
 To Marifhes reforts 5 obfcur'd with Reedes, 
 And hoary Willowes, which the moyfture feeds. 
 The chiding Currents at his entry rile ; 
 Who quivering Jordan fwallowes with his Eyes. 
 Can the bold Hunter take him in a Toyle > 
 Or by the Trunck produce him as his Spoyle > 
 Chap. 4 1 . Can'ft thou with a weake Angle ftnke the Whale ? 
 
 Catch with a hooke,or with a noofe inthrail ? 
 Drag by a {lender Line unto the Shore > 
 His huge Jaw with a twig or Bulrufh bore ? 
 Will he his pittifull complaints renew ? 
 For freedome with arflidted Language fue > 
 Become thy willing Vaflall > canft thou ftill 
 Subject liim to the Service of thy Will ? 
 And like a Sparrow, fetter'd in a String, 
 The plaid- with Monfter to the Virgins bring > 
 Shall thy Companions feaft upon his/poile ? 
 Or wilt thou to the Merchant fell his Oyle > 
 Can'ft thou with Filgigs pierce him to the quicke > 
 Or in his skull thy barbed Trident fticke > 
 Then haften to the charge. Yet Souldier feare : 
 Thinke of the Battaile, and in time forbeare. 
 Vaine are their hopes who leeke by force or flight 
 To vanquifhhim, who conquers with his fight* 
 What Mortalldare with liich afoe contend * 
 Much lelTe his hand againft his Maker bend ? 
 Can gifts my grace ingage > when all below 
 The lofty Sunne. is mine, what can I owe > 
 
 ' This 
 
A ^Paraphrafe up on lob. jj 
 
 This wonder of theDeepe,his mightie force, 
 
 And goodly forme,fhall rurnifh onr difcourfe. 
 
 Who can deveft him of his waves ? beftride 
 
 His nionftrous Backe ? and with a Bridle ride ? 
 
 His Heads huge Dores unlocke > whofejawes with great 
 
 And dreadfull teeth in treble rankes are fet. 
 
 Arm'd with refulgent Shields, together join'd , 
 
 And feal'd-up to refill the ruffling wind; 
 
 The neather by the upper fortina : 
 
 No force their Combination can divide. 
 
 His fneezings fet on fire the foaming Brine : 
 
 His round Eyes like the Mornings Eye-lids (hine, 
 
 Infernall Lightning fallies from his Throat : 
 
 Ejected Sparkes upon the Billowes float. 
 
 A cloud of Smoake from his wide Noftrils flyes j 
 
 A s Vapors from a boy ling Furnace rife. 
 
 He burning Coles exhales, and vomits flames : 
 
 His ftrength the Empire of the Ocean claimes. 
 
 Loud Tempefts, roaring flouds, and what affright 
 
 The trembling Sailer, turne to his delight. 
 
 The flakes of his tough flefh fo firmely bound. 
 
 As not to be divorced by a wound. 
 
 His Heart a folid Rocke, to feare unknowne : 
 
 And harder than the Grinders nether Stone. 
 
 The fword his armed fides in vaine afTailes : 
 
 No Dart nor Lance can penetrate his Scales. 
 
 Who BrafTe as rotten wood • and Steele, no more 
 
 Regards then Reeds,that brittle on the Shore. 
 
 Dreads he the twanging of the Archers String * 
 
 Or finging Stones from the Phoenician fling > 
 
 Darts he efteemes as Straw,afundertorne : 
 
 The fhaking of the Javelin laughes to fcorne. 
 
 He ragged Stones beneath his Belly fpreads • 
 
 To his repofe as foft as downye Beds. 
 
 The Seas before him like a Caldron boyle : 
 
 And in the fervour of their Motion foyle. 
 
 A Light, ftroke from the floods,deted;s his way j 
 
 Who covers their afpiring heads with gray. 
 
 Of all whom ample Earths round flioulders beare, 
 
 None equall this : created without feare. 
 
 What ever is exalted, he difdaines : 
 
 And as a King among the Mightie raignes. 
 
 O Father,I acknowledge (Job repli'd) Chap. 42. 
 
 Thy all effecting Power. O who can hide 
 His thoughts from thee ! who can reverfe, or fhun 
 Thy juft Decree ! what thou would'ft doe,is done, 
 
24 *A Taraphraf* upon lob. 
 
 I heard thee fay ; Darebrutifh Man profane 
 MydarknedCounfels? and of God complaine > 
 Great Judge, I in thy Mirror fee my fhame : 
 Thole Lips that juftifi'd, my guilt proclaime. 
 Our knowledge is but ignorance, and wee 
 The Sonnes of Folly, if compar'd with thee. 
 Thy wayes, andfacredMyfteries, tranfcend 
 Their Apprehenfions, who in Death muft end. 
 O to my Prayers afford a gracious Eare ! 
 Inftrudt thy Servant, and his DarknefTe cleare ! 
 I, of thy Excellence, have oft beene told : 
 But now my ravifh't eyes thy Face behold. 
 Who therefore in this weeping Palinod 
 Abhorre my felfe, that have dilpleas'd my God: 
 In Dull and Afhes mourne. Nor will my feares 
 Forlake me, till I cleanfe my Soule with teares. 
 
 When contrite Job had this lubmiffion made j 
 The Lord to Eliphas of Theman faid : 
 Againft thee, and thy two AlTociates, 
 My Anger burnes, and haftens to your fates : 
 Since you, unlike my Servant lob, have err'd - 
 And Victory before the Truth preferred. 
 Seven IpotlefTe Rams, feven Bulls that never bare 
 The yoake, feled: ; with thefe to lob repaire : 
 Their bleeding Limbs upon my Altar lay, 
 His ready Charitie for you (hall pray, 
 And reconcile my wrath : Elfe merited 
 Revenge mould forthwith lend you to the Dead ; 
 Who have my Rule and providence profan'd : 
 Nor, like my Servant lob, the truth maintain'd. 
 ThenBildad, Eliphas, and Zophar, came 
 To their old Friend : The feafted Altars flame. 
 For whom that injur'd Saint devoutly pray'd : 
 And with the Incenfed their attornment made. 
 Even in that pious Duty, the molt High 
 Beheld his Patience with a tender Eye : 
 From envious Satans tyranny releaft ; 
 Dry'd-up his teares, and with aboundance bleft. 
 His Brothers and his Sifters, all the traine 
 That follow'd his Prolperitie, againe 
 Prelent their vifits ; at his table feed : 
 Bemone, and Comfort. Joyes his griefe fucceed. 
 With Gold and Silver they increafe his Store : 
 And gave the precious Earerings which they wore. 
 So that Jehova bleft his latter Dayes 
 More then the firft I His LofTe with Intereft payes. 
 
 His 
 
A Taraphrafe «£ on lob. jj 
 
 His Droves of AfTes, Camels, heards of Neat, 
 
 And flocks of Sheepe, grew (hortly twice as great. 
 
 Bleft with Seven formes : three Daughters s who for faire 
 
 Might with the Beauties of the Earth compare. 
 
 One call'd Jemima, of the ruing Light : 
 
 Afecond, torherfweetneiTe, Cafliahight: 
 
 The youngeft Kerenhappa • of the powre 
 
 And rayes of beauty. Rich in Natures Dowre ; 
 
 As in their Fathers Love : who gave them (hares 
 
 Among his Sonnes, andjoyn'd them with his heires. 
 
 lob feven-fcore yeares his Miferies fiirviv'd : 
 
 His Childrens Children faw - y thofe who deriv'd 
 
 From them their birth, even to the fourth defcent : 
 
 And in Tranquilitie his old-Age foent. 
 
 Then full of Dayes, and deathlefle Honour, gave 
 
 His Soule to God : his Body to the Grave. 
 
A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 PSALMES OF DAVID'. 
 
 By G. S. 
 
 Set to new Tunes for private Devotion : 
 
 And a thorow Bafe , for Voice 3 
 or Inftrument. 
 
 BY 
 Henry l awes Gentleman of His 
 Majefties Chappell Royall, 
 
To the King. 
 
 O 
 
 Vr graver Mufe from her long Dreame awakes, 
 Peneian Groves^and Cirrha's Caves forfakes : 
 Infpir d with Zeale, fhe climbes th'iEthereall Hils 
 Of Solyma, where bleeding Balme diftils* 
 Where Trees of Life unfading Youth allure, 
 And Living Waters all Difeafes cure : 
 Where the Sweet Singer, in coeleltiall Laies ? 
 Sung to his folemne Harp Iehovali s Praife. 
 From that falne Temple, on her wings fhe beares 
 Thofe Heavenly Raptures to your facred Eares ; 
 Not that her bare and humble Feet afpire 
 To mount the Threfhold of tlfharmonious Quire ■ 
 But that at once Ihe might Oblations bring 
 To God • and Tribute to a god-like King. 
 And fince no narrow Verfe fuch Myfteries^ 
 Deepe Senfe, and high Exprefsions could comprife * 
 Her labouring Wings a larger compalTe flie 5 
 And Poefie refolves with Poefie : 
 Left {he, who in the Orient clearly rofe ? 
 Should in your Weftcrn World obfcurely clofe, 
 

To the Queene 
 
 • 
 
 /^\ You, who like a fruitfull Vine, 
 
 To this our Royall Cedar joyne * 
 Since it vvere impious to divide, 
 In fuch a Prefent, Flearts fo ty d • 
 Vrania your chaft eares invites 
 To thefe her more fublime Delights. 
 Then, with your zealous Lover, daigne 
 To enter Davids numerous Fane, 
 Pure Thoughts his Sacrifices are 5 
 Sabaean Incenle, fervent Prayer • 
 This holy Fire fell from the Skies % 
 The holy VVa:er from his eyes. 
 O fhould You with your Voice infufe 
 Perfection, and create aMufe ! 
 Though meane our Verfe, fuch Excellence 
 At once would ravifh Soule and Senfe : 
 Delight in Heavenly Dwellers rrfbve • 
 And, fince they cannot envy, Love : 
 When they from this our Earthly Spheare 
 Their owne CodeftiallMufick heare* 
 
 Cg J) To 
 
To my Noble Friend M r . Cjeorge Sandys 
 
 upon his excellent Paraphrafe 
 
 on the PsALMEs. 
 
 H 
 
 'Ad I noBlufties left, but were of Thofe, 
 •WhoPraifein Verfe, what they Defpife in Prole: 
 Had I this Vice from Vanity or Youth • 
 Yet fuch a Subject would have taught me Truth : 
 Hence it were Banifht, where of Flattery 
 There is nor Vfe, nor Pofsibility. 
 Elie thoa hadft caufe to feare , left fome might Raile 
 An Argument againft thee from my P raile. 
 I therefore know, Thou canft expect from me 
 But what I give? Hiftoricke Poetry. 
 Friendfhip for more could not a Pardon win .' 
 Nor thinke I Numbers make a Lie no Sinne. 
 And need I lay more then my Thoughts indited 
 Nothing were eafier, then not to write. 
 Which now were hard ; for wherefoere I Raile 
 My thoughts, thy feverall Paines extort my Praile. 
 Travel* Firft that which doth the Pyramids difplav : 
 
 iates the n^i- And in a worke much lamnger then they, 
 
 i7rlm°ides. And more a wondcr 3 fcornes at large to fhew> 
 What were Indifferent if True or No : 
 Or from its lofty Flight, ftoope to declare 
 What All men might have known, had All bin There? 
 But by thy learned Induftry and Art, ' 
 
 To Thofe, who never from their Studies part, 
 Doth each Lands Laws,Beliefe,Beginning fhow - 
 Which of the Natives but the Curious know : 
 Teaching the frailty of all Humane things • 
 How foone great Kingdoms fall, much looner Kinffs: 
 Prepares our Soules, that Chance cannot direct 
 A Machin at us, more then we expect. 
 
 Athens. We know , That Towne is but with FilTiers Fraught 
 Where Thefeus Govern'd, and where Plato Taueht : ' 
 
 Greece. That Spring of Knowledge, t o which Italy 
 Owes all her Arts, and her Civility, 
 
 That 
 
In Vice and Barbarifme flipinely rowles • 
 
 Their Fortunes not more flavifh then their Souls. 
 
 Thole Churches , which from the firft Hereticks wan Eafte «« 
 
 -All the firft Fields 3 or led (at leaft) the Van ; 
 
 In whom thofe Notes, fo much required, be • 
 
 Agreement, Miracles, Antiquity : . 
 
 Which can a Never-broke Succefsion fhow _ f Pc 
 
 From the Apoftles down- (Here bragg'd of fo : ) as Anuoch.' 
 
 So beft confute Her moft immodeft claime, 
 
 Who icarce a Part, yet to be All doth aime ; 
 
 Lie now diftreft, betweenetwo Enemy-Powers, 
 
 Whom the Weft damnes, Sc whom the Eaft devoures. 
 
 What State then Theirs can more Vnhappy be, 
 
 Threatned with Hell,and fure of Poverty. 
 
 The fmall Beginning of the TurkiOi Kingsj 
 
 And their large Gro wth 3 fhew us that different Things 
 
 May meet in One Third ; what moft Dilagree, 
 
 May have fome Likenefte : For in this we fee, 
 
 A Muftard-fced may berefembled well 
 
 To the Two Kingdomes, both of Heaven and Hell. 
 
 Their Strength Scwants this work hath both unwound- 
 
 To teach how thefe t'increafe,and that confound : Turks, 
 
 Relates their Tenets • fcorningto difpute 
 
 With Errors, which to tell, is to confute : ( Teach, 
 
 Shews how even there , where Chrift vouchiaft to 
 
 T heir Dervices dare an Impoftor Preach . P t - C fts. 
 
 For whilft with private Quarrels we Decaid, 
 
 We way for thenrb and Their Religion made : 
 
 And can but Wifhes now to Heaven preferre 3 morphoilT" 
 
 May They gaine Chriftj or We his Sepulchre. 
 
 Next Ovid cals me ; which though 1 admire, 
 
 For Equalling the Authors quickning Fire, 
 
 And his pure Phrafe : yet More ; remembringlt 
 
 Was by a Mind fo much diftracled Writ : 
 
 Bus'nelfeand Warre, 111 Midvvives to produce 
 
 The Happy OrT-fpring of fo fweet a Mufe : 
 
 Whilft every unkno wne Face did Danger Threat ; 
 
 For every Native there was twice aGete. 
 
 More^ 
 
c 
 
 om mentir. 
 
 **• More; when (return'd) thy Work review'd, expos'd 
 What Pith before the hiding Bark inclos'd : 
 
 len'iib ^nd w ^ cn lt tnat Eflay' which lets us fee 
 
 Well by the Foot, what Hercules would be". 
 
 All fitly offer'd to his Princely Hands ; , * 
 
 By whole Protec1:i5 Learning chiefly ftands: (Swords- 
 
 Whofe Vertue moves more Pens , then his Power 
 
 And Theme to thofe, and Edge to thefe affords. 
 
 Panegyrick. w no could not be difpleas'd i that his great Fame 
 So Pure a Mufc> fo loudly fhould proclaime : 
 With his Queenes praife in the fame Model call .' 
 Which fhall not leffe, then all their Annalls, laft. 
 Yet, though we wonder at thy Charming Voice - 
 Perfection ftill was wanting in thy Choice : 
 And of a Soule, which fo much Power poiTell, 
 - That Choice i=> hardly Good, which is not Beft, 
 But though Thy Mule were Ethnically Chad, 
 When moil Fault could be found ; yet now Thou haft 
 Diverted to a Purer Path thy Quill - y 
 And chan^'d Parnaflus Mount to Sions Hill : 
 So that bleffc David might almoft Defire 
 To heare his Harp thus Echo'd by thy Lyre. 
 Such Eloquence, that though it were abus'd, 
 Could not but be (though not Allow'd) excus'd. 
 Ioin'd to a Work fo choice, that though Ill-done, 
 So Pious an Attempt Praife could not fhun. 
 How ftrangely doth it darkefl Texts diiclofe, 
 In Verfes of fuch fvveetneiTe ; that even Thofe," 
 From who the unknown Tongue conceales the Senfe, 
 Even in the Sound, muft finde an Eloquence. 
 For though themoft bewitching Mufick could 
 Move men, no more than Rocks-thy Language would. 
 Thofe who make wit their Curie, who fpend their 
 Their Time 3 and Art 3 in loofer Verle,to gain (BrainJ 
 D imnation,and a Miftres-till they fee 
 How Conftant that is 3 how Inconftant (he; 
 May from this great Example learne 3 to fway 
 The Parts th'are Bleft- with,fome more Bletfed way. 
 Fate can againft Thee but two Foes advance; 
 
Sharpe-fighted Envy,and Blind Ignorance: 
 
 The firft( by Nature like a fhadow,neare 
 
 To all great Acts) I rather Hate then Feare: 
 
 For them,(fince whatfoever moft they Raife 
 
 In Private,That they mod in Throngs Dilpraife^ 
 
 And know the 111 they Act Condemn' d wichin) iw^™, 
 
 Who envies Thee,may no man envy Him. 
 
 The laft I Feare not much,but Pity more*. 
 
 For though they cannot the leaft Fault explore- 
 
 Yet,if they might the high Tribunall Clime, 
 
 To Them thy Excellence would be thy Crime: 
 
 For Eloquence with things Prophane they joine- 
 
 Nor count it fit to Mixe with what's Divine^ 
 
 Like Art and Paintings laid upon a Face, 
 
 Of it felfe fweet • which more Qeformethen Grace. 
 
 Yet,as the Church with Ornaments is Fraught, 
 
 Why may not That be too^ which There is Taught^ 
 
 And fure that Veflell of Election, Paul, 
 
 Who Iudais'd with Iewes, was All to All : 
 
 So, toGaine fome, would be (at leaft) Content, 
 
 Some for the Curious mould be Eloquent : 
 
 For fince the Way to Heaven is Rugged, who 
 
 Would have the Way to that Way be fo too ? 
 
 Or thinks it fit, we mould not leave obtaine,' 
 
 To learne with Pleafure/what we Acl: with Paine f 
 
 Since then Some ftop, unlefle their Path be Even, 
 
 Nor will be led by Solcecifmes to Heaverij 
 
 And (through a Habit fcarce to be control'd) 
 
 Refufe a Cordial, when not brought in Gold ; 
 
 Much like to them to that Difeafe inur'd, T**™US 
 
 Which can be no way, but by Mufick curd : 
 
 I Ioy in Hope, that no fmall Piety 
 
 Will in their Colder Hearts be Warm'd by Thee. 
 
 For as none could more Harmony difpenfe 5 
 
 So neither could thy flowing Eloquence 
 
 So well in any Task be us'd, as this : 
 
 To Sound His Praifes forth, whofe Gift ft is- 
 
 ■ Cm non ctruvmt uffa Vkg. 
 
 Aut tdntumfluerCy am totidtm dnrartftr amw. $ cor S- *• 
 
 F A t K l A H D« 
 
An Ode to my worthy Kinfman M^ 
 
 George Stndjs upon his excellent Para- 
 
 phrafe on the 'Tfalmesl 
 
 O Breath againc/ that holy Lay 
 Did convay, 
 Vnto my foule Co fweet a Fire, 
 
 I defire, 
 That all my Senfes charm'd to Eare, 
 
 Should fix there. 
 O might this facred Anthem lah% 
 
 Till Time's pad : 
 Vntill we warble forth a higher, 
 
 In the Quire 
 Of Angels, till the Spheares keepe time^ 
 
 To your RimeJ 
 Amphion did a Citie raile, 
 
 By his Layes : 
 The Stones did dance into a Walt 
 
 At his call. 
 But your divinely-tuned Aire~ 
 
 Doth repaire 
 Ev'n Man himfelfe, whole ftony Heart, 
 
 By this Art> 
 Rebuildeth of its owne accord, 
 
 To the Lord, 
 A Temple breathing holy Songs, 
 
 In ftrange Tongues. 
 You fit both Davids Lyre, and Notes, 
 
 To our Throats. 
 See,the greene Willow now not, weares. 
 
 Of their Teares 
 The ladly filentTrophyes, we 
 
 "From the Tree, 
 Take downe the Hebrew Harps, and reach, 
 
 Inourfpeech, 
 What ever we doe hate, what feare, 
 
 ^hatlovedearc. 
 
 Now 
 
 
Now in faint Accents praifing God, 
 
 For his Rod : 
 Since that his punifhing a Child >* 
 
 Muftbeftii'd 
 A Blefsing. But our thankfull Layes, 
 
 Doe his Praife 
 Sound in the loudefl: Key, when e re 
 
 He drawes neare 
 In Mercy, not affrighting Power ; 
 
 In that Houre, 
 New Life approacheth : Then our Ioy 
 
 Doth employ 
 Each Facultie, and Tune each Aire 
 
 To a Prayre. 
 But by and by our Sins doe caufe 
 
 A fad Paufe. 
 Our Hands lift-up> and caft-downe Eyes^ 
 
 Our faint Cryes, 
 Doe in their fadly-pleafing Tones 
 
 Speake our Mones. 
 In ftead of Harps we (Irike our Brefts: 
 
 AlltheRefts 
 Attend this Muficke? are a Tcare, 
 . Which Sighes beare, 
 In their foft Language, up on high, 1 
 
 To the Skie - y 
 Whence God,delighted with our Griefe 3 
 
 Sends Reliefc. 
 Thus unto You we owe the Ioyes, 
 
 The Sweet Noife 
 Of our raviflit Soules 5 we borrow 
 
 Hence our Sorrow . 
 Repentant Sorrow, which doth glad, 
 
 Not make fad. 
 We weepe in your Lines,we rejoyce 
 
 InyourVoyce: 
 Whofe pleafing Language fanns the Fire 
 
 Of Defire, 
 
 Which 
 

 Which flames, in Zeaks and calmly fafhions 
 
 AllourPafsioni. 
 Which you fo fvtfeetly have expreftj 
 
 Some have gueft, 
 We Hallelu-jahs fliall rehcrfe, 
 
 In your Verfe. 
 
 Then be fecure 5 your well-tun'd Breath 
 Shall now out-live the Date of Death ; 
 And when Fate pleafes, you fliall have 
 Still-Mufitk in the filent Grave : 
 You from Above (hall heare each day 
 One Dirge difpatcht unto your Clay ; 
 Thefe your owne Anthemes fliall become 
 Your lafting Epicedium. 
 
 Dudly Digger. 
 
 
 To the Reader. 
 
 THe Paraphrafe upon tke Pfalines , though here 
 ranck't acc6rdifigto the Chronology , was firft 
 writ andpublifhed, an<Xt,herefore thefe verfes doe in 
 time precede thofe tha£ a*e fixt iii the Front of the ' 
 Volume. 
 
 I 
 
 j. 
 
 I* 
 
 A 
 
 ■ 
 
 
 
A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE FIRST 
 
 BOOfCE OFTHE PSALMES 
 
 OF DAVID. 
 
 Ps AL ME. I, 
 
 "* Hat man is truely bleft, who never ftrayes By falfe ad- 
 vice,nor walks in Sinners wave -' ■ Nor fits infected with their 
 rr fcornefull pride , Who God contemne, and Pietie deride. 
 
 r-«.|-^~5 
 
 But wholly fixeth his fiucere delight 
 On heavenly Lawes ; thole ftudies day and night. 
 He frail be like a Tree that fpreads his root 
 By living ftreames, producing timely fruit : 
 H is leafe (hall never fall : the Lord Ihall blefle 
 All his indeavours with defir'd fucceffe. 
 
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 Mea 
 
yA Paraphafe upon 
 
 Men loft in Sinne unlike rewards fhall find, 
 Difperft like charfe before the furious wind : 
 Their guilt (hall not that horrid Day indure, 
 Nor they approach th'AfTembliesof the Pure : 
 For God approves thole wayes the Righteous tread 5 
 But finfull Paths to fure deftruc-tion leade. 
 
 PSALME. II. 
 
 Cant. J||p£p§ =^^1=111:^1^1=^=1=^1 5 
 Ow are the Gentiles all on fire! Why rage they with vaine 
 
 Bass. 
 
 i|El=teiE=|liElE!5E|EElEgrEi!| 
 
 menacings - 3 Earths haughtie Potentates and Kings/Gainft 
 
 lllllllliPliili : ttl=Elli=l=sE|= 
 
 God ag^nft his Chrift confpire : Breake we,fay they,their 
 
 -H- 
 
 :* 
 
 fervile bands, And caft their cords from our free hands. 
 
 $_i. — : —I — ,. — i— T — It.— — i ' ■ — «-ff — -■ 
 
 But God from his cceleftiall Throne 
 
 Shall laugh, and their attempts deride ; 
 
 Then high incenft, thus checke their pride ; 
 ( His Wrath in their confufionfhowne ) 
 
 Loe, I my King have crown'd, and will 
 
 Inthroneon Sions facred Hill. 
 
 That great Decree I fhall declare : 
 
 For thus I heard Iehovah fay ; 
 
 Thou art my Sonne begot this day ■ 
 Requeft, and I will grant thypraier; 
 
 Subject 
 
T^Pfalmes qf David. 
 
 Subject all Nations tothyThrone ; 
 
 And make the Sea-bound Earth thine owne. 
 
 Thou (halt an Iron Scepter fway, 
 
 Like earthen vefTels breake their bones. 
 Be wife, O you who lit on Thrones ; 
 
 And Iudges grave advice obey : 
 
 With joyfull Feare O ferve the Lord - 
 With trernbhng Joy embrace his Word. 
 
 Indue of Homage kiffe the Sonne, 
 Left He his wrathfull lookes difplay ; 
 And fo you perifh in the way, 
 
 His anger newly but begunne : 
 Then blefledonely are the Juft, 
 Who on rh' Anointed fixe their truft. 
 
 Ps ALME III. 
 
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 -S : I=e1=!e| 
 
 fefeilH: 
 
 ggtSEi! 
 
 
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 - Cant. 
 
 ^ YGod,howaremyfoesincreaft ! What multitudes a- 
 
 
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 gainft me rife ! Who fay, Give we his Soule no reft 3 Whom 
 
 liiillllillillilllll 
 
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 God forfakes, and Men defpife. 
 
 piiEEi^piEii 
 
 But thou art my Support,.my Tower, 
 My Safetie, my choif e Ornament. 
 
 Before thy Throne my Prayers I powre, 
 Heard from thy Sions high afcent. 
 
 Nofeares affright my foft repofe i 
 
 Thou my Night-watch, my Guard by day 
 
 Not Myriads of armed Foes, 
 
 H 2 
 
 Nor 
 
<A Parapbafe upon 
 
 Nor Treafbns fecret hands difmay. 
 Ariie - 6 vindicate my Caufe ! 
 
 My Foes, whom wicked Hate provoke, 
 Thou.Lord, haft finit their cancred jawes, 
 
 And all their teeth aliinder broke. 
 Thou Lord,the onely Hope of thole, 
 
 Who thee with holy Zeale adore ; 
 Whofe all-protedting Armes inclofe • 
 
 Their Safetie, who thy Aid implore. 
 
 PSALME IV. 
 
 
 Bass. 
 
 Cant. Tgz|iEEiili^E^iyl?l=l 
 
 Hou Guardian of my truth and me, That from thefe 
 
 ftraits haft fet me free, O heare my prayer ! Be I thy care $ 
 
 EEEj|E5E|E:?:*E=_ : I|EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEi 
 
 ^•: 
 
 For mercie lives in thee. 
 
 m*m 
 
 Youfonnes of men, how long will you 
 Eclipfe my glory,and purfue 
 
 Lov'dvanities ; 
 
 Delight in lies, 
 To Man,to God untrue ? 
 
 Know, God my innocence hath bleft, 
 And will with fbveraigntie inveft ; 
 
 His gentle eare 
 
 Prepar'd to heare 
 My never vaine requeft. 
 
 Sinne not,but feare . furceafe,and try 
 your hearts,as on your bedsyo* lie : 
 
 Pure 
 
TbePfAmcs (/David. 
 
 Pure gifts prefent 
 With pure intent, 
 And place your hopes on high. 
 
 But earthly Mindesfalfe wealth admire, 
 And toyle with uncontrol'd defire. 
 
 With cleare afpecl: 
 
 Thy beames reflect, 
 And heavenly thoughts infpire. 
 
 O let my joy,exernptfrora feares, 
 
 Their joyes tranfcend, when Autumne beares 
 
 His pleafant wines 
 
 On cluftred vines, 
 And graine-replenifht eares. 
 
 Nowfhall the peacefull hand of Sleep 
 In heavenly Deaw my fenfes fteepj 
 
 Whom thy large wings, 
 
 O King of Kings, 
 In fhades of fafety keep. 
 
 PSALME V. 
 
 O heare me, Lord, be thou inclin'd - y My thoughts O 
 
 :v 
 
 ~^J¥ — --— ~ c 
 
 ponder in thy minde : Andletmycryes acceptance finde. 
 Thou hear'ft my morning Sacrifice : To thee, before the 
 
 iil^llliiilllliiltellilll 
 
 iiiipEllllilliiiE 
 
 ~=h 
 
 Day-ftar rife, My prayers afcend, with ftedfaft eyes. 
 
 i|illiE!lgl=ElsE||iEE : |=E|iF=ip 
 
 Cant, 
 
 Bass, 
 
 Thou 
 
sA Parapbafe upon 
 
 Thoulov'ft no vice ; none dwells with thee } 
 Nor glorious Fooles thy Beautiefee; 
 Alllinne-derU'd detefted bee. 
 
 Liars (hall finke beneath thy hate ; 
 Who thirft for blood,and weave deceit, 
 Thy Rage (hall fwiftly ruinate. 
 
 I to thy Temple will repayre, 
 Since infinite thy Mercies are ; 
 And thee adore with Feare and Praier. 
 
 My God, conduct me by thy Grace - 3 
 For many have my Soule in chafe. 
 Set thy ftrait Paths before my face. 
 
 Falfe are their tongue s,their hearts are hollow, 
 Like gaping Sepulchres they fwallow; 
 Fawne,and betray even thole they follow. 
 
 With vengeance girt thefe Rebels round; 
 In their ownecounlels them confound; 
 Since their Tranfgreffions thus abound. 
 
 Joy they with an exalted voice, 
 
 That truft in thee, who guard'ft thy Choice : 
 
 Let thofe who love thy Name rejoyce. 
 
 Thy bleffings fhall in mowers defcend ; 
 
 Thy favour as a fhield defend 
 
 All thofe,who RighteoufnefTe intend. 
 
 Psalm e VI. 
 
 T Ord,thydeferved Wrath aflwage; 
 As the 3 . JL, N or punifh in thy burniug Ire ; 
 
 Let Mercie mitigate thy Rage, 
 
 Before my fainting life expire. 
 Oheale ! my bones with anguifh ake 5 
 
 My penfive heart with forrow worne. 
 How long wilt thou my foule forfake ! 
 
 O pitie,and at length returne ! 
 O let thy Mercies comfort me, 
 
 And thy afflicted Servant fave ! 
 Who will in death remember thee> 
 
 Or praife thee in the iilent Grave ? 
 
 Vext 
 
r^Pfalmes of David. 
 
 Vext by infulting enemies, 
 
 My groanes difturbe thepeacefull Night j 
 My bed wafht with my ftreaming eyes : 
 
 Through griefe growne old, and dim of fight. 
 All you ofwicked life depart ; 
 
 The Lord my God hath heard my cry : 
 He willrecure my wounded heart, 
 
 And turne my teares to tides of joy. 
 Who hate me, let difhonour wound, 
 
 Let feare their guiltie foules affright ; 
 With (hame their haughtie lookes confound, 
 
 And let them vanifhfrom my fight. 
 
 O 
 
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 PSALME VII. 
 
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 Who were my undeferved foes : 
 
 Let them my ftained Soule purfiie, 
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 Let their proud feet in Triumph tread 
 Upon my head : 
 
 My lifaout of her manfion thruft, 
 
 And lay my Honour in the dull. 
 
 Againft my dreadfull Enemies, 
 Great God,arife. 
 
 Juft Judge,thy lleeping Wrath awake, 
 And vengeance take : 
 
 Then all ihall Thee adore alone. 
 
 O King of Kings afcend thy Throne ! 
 
 Fart. 2. Judge thou my foes ; as I am free, 
 
 So judge thou me : 
 Declare thou my integritie j 
 
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 The heart and reines : the Juft defend j 
 The malice of the Wicked end. 
 
 God is my (Held ; he helpe imparts 
 
 To fincere hearts ; 
 
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 The bad with death j 
 
 Nor will,unlefle they change, relent : 
 
 He whets his iword,his bow is bent. 
 
 Dire inftruments prepared hath 
 Of deadly wrath : 
 
 And will at thole, who perfecute, ■ 
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 Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd j now great 
 
 With Mifchiefe, travell ^ hatch Deceit. 
 
 Who digg'd a pit,firft fell therein, 
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 <3nhis owne head his outrage (hall 
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 But 1,0 thou eternall Kiug, 
 
 VVillof thy Truth and Jufticefing. 
 
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 In mouthes of babes and fucklings plac't : 
 That fo thou might'ft thy foes confound, 
 And who m malice moft abound. 
 When I pure Heaven,thy fabricke 3 fee, 
 The Moone and Starres difpof d by thee ; 
 O what is Man, or his fraile Race, 
 That thou fhouldft fiich a Shadow grace ! 
 Next to thy Angels moft renownd ; 
 With Majeftie and Glory crown'd : 
 The King of all thy Creatures made - t 
 That all beneath his feet haft laid : 
 All that on Dales or Mountaines feed, 
 Thatfhady Woods or Deferts breed; 
 What in the aierie Region glide, 
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 Lord,how illuftrious is thy Name! 
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 My Foes fell by inglorious flight, 
 
 Before thy terrible Alpcdt : 
 Thy powerfull Hands fiipport my Right 3 
 
 Thou Judgement juftly doft direct. 
 The proud are falne,the Heathen Hie ; 
 
 Oblivion fhall their names intombe: 
 Deftrud-tion, O thou Euemie, 
 
 Hath now received a finall doome. 
 Thou Townes and Cities hail deftroy'd •' 
 
 Their memorie with them, decayes : 
 But God for ever (hall abide, 
 
 And high his Throne of Juftice raifc, 
 A righteous Scepter fhall extend 5 
 
 And Judgement diftribute to all : 
 He wiliopprefTed Soules defend, 
 
 That in the time of Trouble call. 
 Who know thy Name in thee will ti uft ; 
 
 Thou never wilt forfake thine Owne. 
 Praife Sions King, O praife the Juft, 
 
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 He vindicates the Poore mans Caufe. 
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 They (falne into the Pit they made) 
 
 Are caught in Nets themlelves prepar'd. 
 The Lord his Judgements hath diiplayd: 
 
 The Wicked in their workesinfnar'd: 
 The Wicked downe to Hell (hall finke, 
 
 And all that doe the Lord difdaine. 
 But God will on the Needy thinke • 
 
 Nor fhall the Poore expect m vaine. 
 Lord,letnotMan prevaile ; ariie ; 
 
 Thlnfulting Heathen judge : O then 
 Let trembling Feare their heart furprize ; 
 
 That they may know they are but Men. 
 
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 They in oppreffion take delight 5 
 Thy Judgements farre above their fight : 
 Their enemies 
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 Who fay in heart, No oppofite 
 Can us remove, norfhall 
 Our greatnefTe ever fall. 
 
 Their mouths detefted curfes fill ; 
 Fraud, mifchiefe ; ever prone to ill : 
 In fecret they 
 Lurke to betray - f 
 The Innocent in corners kill : 
 His eyes with fierce intent 
 Upon the poore are bent. 
 
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 Awaits to catch opprefTed men, 
 Who unaware 
 Light in his fnare. 
 His couched limbs contracts, that then 
 with all his ftrength he may 
 Rufh on his wretched prey. 
 
 His heart hath faid, God hath forgot , 
 He hides his face,he mindes it not. 
 Arife, O Lord, 
 Draw thy juft fword - 3 
 Nor out of thy remembrance blot 
 The poore and defblate : 
 O fhield them from his hat e ! 
 
 Whyfhouldthc wicked God defpife, 
 And fay he lookeswith careleffe eyes > 
 Their well feene fpight 
 Thou (halt requite. 
 The poore, O Lord, on Thee relies ; 
 Thou help'ft the fatherlcfle, 
 Whom cruell men oppreffe. 
 
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 Who illaffe^and good oppofe : 
 
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 Their crimes explore, 
 
 Untill no more 
 Lurke in their bofomes to diiclofe. 
 
 Eternall King,thy Hand 
 Hath chac'd them from thy Land. 
 
 Lord 3 thou haft heard thy Servants prayer ; 
 Thou wilt their humble hearts prepare : 
 Thy gracious Eare 
 Inclined to heare. 
 The FatherlerTe, and worne with care 
 Judge thou ; that Mortalis may 
 No more with outrage fway. 
 
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 Flie quickely,like a chaced Foule ? 
 
 For loe,the wicked bend their bowes, 
 
 Their arrowes fitt with fecret Art^ 
 That clofely they may flioot at thofe, 
 
 Who are upright and pure in heart. 
 If their foundation be dellroy'd, 
 
 What can the Righteous build upon > * 
 
 God in his Temple doth abide • 
 
 Heaven is the great Jehovah's Throne. 
 His Eyes hehold 3 his Eye-lids trie 
 
 The Sonnes of men ; allowes the beft : 
 Butfuchas joy incrueltie 
 
 The Lord doth from his Soule deteft. 
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 For ever precious in his fight. 
 
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 Whole boaftings arrogantly found • 
 
 Our Tongues the conqueft fhall obtaine ; 
 They are our owne, who (hall reftraine 'I 
 
 Or to our Wills prefcribe a bound ? 
 
 But for th'Oppreffion of the Poore, 
 
 And Wretches fighes which pierce the Skies,' 
 
 Who pitie at his Throne implore, 
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 And from their Foes, who themdefpife, 
 
 Deliver all that me adore. 
 
 Gods Word is pure ; as pure as Gold 
 In melting Furnace feven times try'd: 
 
 His Armes for ever (hall infold 
 All thofe, who in his truth abide. 
 The wicked range on every fide, 
 
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 Left with exhaufted breath 
 I ever lleepe in Death • 
 Left my infultingFoe 
 Boaft in my overth"row ; 
 And thofe who would deftroy, 
 In my fubverfion joy. 
 But I,Thou ever Juft, 
 Will in thy Mercie truft j 
 And in thy faving Grace 
 Myconftant Comfort place : 
 My Songs fhall fing thy Praife, 
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 All from forfaken Truth are flowne 5 
 Corrupt in Bodie, fuchinSoule, 
 DehTd within,withoutas foule ; 
 
 None Good indeav ours, no,notOne. 
 
 Are all,that worke Iniquitie, 
 By Ignorance i'o blindly led ? 
 My People they devoure like Bread ; 
 
 Nor call on him who fits on high. 
 
 Their Confciences with terrour quake ; 
 Since God doth with the Juft abide : 
 For Poore mens Counfels they deride, 
 
 VVho him for their Protection take. 
 
 O that unto thy Ifrael 
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 No joy fhall Jacobs joy excell. 
 
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 Slanders none with venom'd Tongue 5 
 Feares to doe his Neighbour wrong 5 
 Toftersnotbafe Infamies ; 
 Vice beholds with fcornefull Eyes ; 
 Honours thofe who feare the Lord 5 
 Keepes,though to his loffe, his Word i 
 Takes no Bribes for wicked ends, 
 Nor to Ufe his Money lends : 
 Who by thefe directions guide 
 Their pure fteps,(hall never Hide. 
 
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 Their forrowes (hall be infinite, 
 
 Who other Gods with gifts adore : 
 
 Their bloudie Offerings I abhorre ; 
 
 Nor ftiali their Names my Lips profane. 
 
 But God my Lot will ftill maintaine : 
 
 He is my Portion,he beftowes 
 
 The Cup,that with his Bountie flowes. 
 
 I have a pleafant Seat obtain'd, 
 
 A faire and large PofTeffion gain'd. 
 
 The Lord will I for ever praife, 
 
 Whofe Counfels have infbrm'd my V Vaycs : 
 
 And my inflamed Zeale excite 
 
 To ferve him in the filent Night. 
 
 He is my Object - 3 by his Hand 
 
 Confirrn'd,immoveable I Hand. 
 
 Joy hath my Heart and Tongue poffeft : 
 
 MyBlefliinconftant Hope (hall reft. 
 
 Thou wilt not leave my Soule alone 
 
 InHelljnor let thy Holy One 
 
 Corruption fee : but that High- way 
 
 To Everlafting Life dilplay. 
 
 Thy Prefence yeelds intire delight : 
 
 At thy Right hand Joyes infinite. 
 
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 As the 1 1. T Qrd,grant my juft Requeft ; O heare my crie,^ 
 
 JLa And Pray'rs that lips,untoucht with guiIe,unfoId ! 
 My Caule before thy High Tribunall try, 
 And let thine Eyes my Righteoufheue behold. 
 
 Thou prov'ft my Heart even in the Nights recefle, 
 Like mettall try'ft me,yet no Drofle haft found; 
 
 lam refblv'd, my Tongue (hall not tranfgrefle i 
 But on thy Word will all my Actions ground. 
 
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 So fhall I from the Paths of Tyrants flie : 
 0,left I flip,dire<a my Steps by Thine ! 
 
 I Thee invoke ; for thou wilt heare my Crie : 
 Thine Eare to my afflicted Vbice incline. 
 
 O (hew thy wondrous Love ! Thou from their Foes 
 Preferveft all that on thy Ayd depend. 
 
 Lord 3 as the Apple of the Eye indole, 
 And over me thy fliadie Wings extend. 
 
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 For Impious men,and fuch as deadly hate Parr. 5 
 
 My guiltleflfe Soule,have compaft me about * 
 Who fwell with Pride,inclos'd with their owne fat, 
 
 And words of contumely thunder out. 
 
 Our traced fteps intrap as in a Toile ; 
 
 Low-couched on the Earth with flaming Eyes ; 
 Like famifht Lions eager of their Spoile, 
 
 Or Lions WhelpeSidofe lurking to mrprife, 
 
 Arife ! prevent him, from his Glory hurl'd ; 
 
 My penlive Soule,from the Devourer fave : 
 prom Men which are thy lcourge, Men of the World, 
 
 VVho in this Life alone their Portion have. 
 
 Fill'd with thyfecret Treafiire, to their Racej 
 
 They their accumulated Riches leave: 
 But I with RighteoufnefTe fhall fee thy Face • 
 
 And riling, in thy Image, joy receive, 
 
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 My ftedfaft Rocke,my Fortrelfe, my high Tower, 
 My God,my Safetie, and rny Confidence, 
 The Home of my Salvation, my Defence. 
 My Songs fhall thy deferved Praife refound : 
 For at my Prayers thou. wilt my Foes confound* 
 Sorrowes of Death on everie fide affail'd, 
 And dreadfull flouds of Impious Men prevail'd : 
 Sorrowes of Hellmy compaft Soule diimaydj 
 And to intrap me, deadly Snares were layd. 
 In this DiftrefTe I cry'd, and call'd upon 
 The Lord,who heard me from his Holy Throne. 
 He trembling Earth in his fierce Anger ftrooke ; 
 Th'unfixed roots of aierie Mountaines fhooke j 
 Smoke from his Noftrils flew ; devouring Fire 
 Brake from his Mouth • Coles kindied by his Ire. 
 In his Defcent bow'd Heaven with Earth did meet 3 
 And gloomy DarkenefTe roli'd beneath his Feet, 
 A Golden-winged Cherubin beftrid, 
 And on the fwif tly flying Tempeft rid. 
 
 He Darknefle made his fecret Cabinet ; p art 2 - 
 
 Thicke Fogs, and dropping Clouds about him fet : 
 The Beames of his bright Prefence thefe expell s 
 
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 Whence fhowres of burning Coles and Haileilones fell. 
 From troubled Skies loud claps of Thunder brake • 
 InHaile and darting Flames th'Almightiefpake: 
 Whole- Arrowes my amazed Foes fubdue ; 
 And at their fcatred Troups his Lightning threw. 
 The Ocean could not his deepe Botome hide ; 
 The Worlds conceal'd Foundations were defcri'd 
 At thy rebuke, Jehovah; at the blaft 
 Even of the breath which through thy noftrils paft. 
 He with extended amies his Servant faves, 
 And drew me linking from th'inraged waves ; 
 From my proud foes by his affiftance freed, 
 Whofwolne with hate,nolefTein ftrength exceed. 
 VVithout his aid, I in that ftormie Day 
 Of my affliction, had become their prey : 
 V Vho from thofe ftraits of danger by his Might 
 Enlarg'dmy Soule ; for I was his delight. 
 Part 3 . The Lord according to my innocence, 
 
 And Juftice,did his laving grace difpence. 
 
 The narrow Path by himprefcrib'djtooke ; 
 
 Nor like the wicked, my Great God forfooke . 
 
 For all his Judgements were before mine eyes • 
 
 I with his ltatutes daily did advife, 
 
 And ever walkt before him,void of guile : 
 
 No a6t or purpofe did my fbule defile. 
 
 For this he recompenc'd my righteoufhefie 
 
 And crown'd my innocence with faire mccefle. 1 
 
 The Mercifull fhall flourifh in thy Grace • 
 
 Thy RighteoufnefTe the Righteous fhall embrace : 
 
 Thou to the Pure thy purity wilt (how ; 
 
 And the perverfe {hall thy averfenefle know. 
 
 For thou wilt thy afflicted People fave ; 
 
 The proud caft down,downe to the greedy grave. 
 
 Thou Lord wilt make my taper to fhine bright, 
 
 And cleare my darkenefTe with celeftiall Light. 
 
 Through Thee I have againft an Hoft p revail'dj 
 
 And by thy aid a loftie Bulwarke fcal'd. 
 Part.4. Gods path is perfecT:, all his words are juft j 
 
 A fhield to thofe that in his promife truft. 
 
 What God is therein Heaven or Earth but ours ! 
 What Rocke but He againft aflaihng Powers ! 
 He breath'd new ftrength and courage in the day 
 Of Battell,and fecurely cleer'd my way. 
 He makes my feet outftrip the nimble Hinde, 
 Up to the Mountaines,where I fafetie finde. 
 Tis he that teacheth my weake hands to fight : 
 
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 A Bow of fteele is broken by their might. 
 
 Thou didft thy ample Shield before mefetj 
 
 Thy Arme upheld, thy Favour made me great. 
 
 The paflage of my fteps on every fide, 
 
 Thou haft inlarged, left my feet mould Aide. 
 
 I followed, overtooke - } nor made retreat, 
 
 Untill victorious in my Foes defeat j 
 
 So charg'd with wounds,that they no longer ftood ; 
 
 But at my feet lay bathed in their blood. 
 
 Thou arm'ft me with prevailing Fortitude, 
 
 And all that rofe agairft me haft mbdu'd: 
 
 Their ftubborne necks fubjedted to my Will, 
 
 That I their bloud,whoiiate my Soule, might fpill. 
 
 They cry 'd aloud ; but found no fuccour neere : 
 
 To thee, Jehovah ; but thou would'ft not heare. 
 
 I pounded them like duft, which Whirle-winds raife : Par t. y, 
 
 Trod under-foot as dirt in beaten wayes. 
 
 From Popular Furie thou haft let me free s 
 
 Among the Heathen haft exalted me 5 
 
 Whom unknowne Nations ferve : as foone obey 
 
 As heare of me ; and yeeld unto my fway. 
 
 The Stranger-borne,befet with horror, fled- 
 
 And in their clofe Retreats betray their dread. 
 
 praife the living Lord, the Rocke whereon 
 
 1 build ; the God of my Salvation! 
 
 'Tis he who rights my wrongs ; the People bends 
 To my Subjection ; from my Foe defends. 
 Thou raifeft me above their proud controule ; 
 And from the violent Man haft freed my Soule, 
 The Heathen (hall admire my Thankef ulnefTe ; 
 My Songs fhall thy immortall Praife exprefle. 
 A great and manitold Deliverance 
 God gives his King : his mercie doth advance 
 In his Anointed-and will fhowre his grace 
 Eternally on David and his Race. 
 
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 GOds glory the vaft Heavens fproclame j ^ s tne | 
 
 The Firmament,his mightie Frame. 
 Day unto Day,and Night to Night 
 The wonders ofhis Workes recite. 
 To thefe nor Ipeech nor words belong, 
 Yet underftood without a Tongue. 
 The Globe of Earth they compaffe round • 
 Through all the world difperfe their found, 
 
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 Who from his Rofie Cabinet 
 Like a frefh Bride-grooruemewes his facej 
 And as a Giant runnes his race. 
 He rifeth in the dawning Eaft, 
 And glides obliquely to the Weft : 
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 All Creatures cherifht by his heat. 
 , Gods Lawes are perfect, and reftore 
 The Soule to life, even dead before. 
 His Teftimonies, firmely true, 
 With Wifedome finiple men indue. 
 Part 2. The Lords Commandments are upright, 
 And Feaft the Soule with fweet delight. 
 His Precepts are all Puritie, 
 Such as illuminate the Eye, 
 The feare of God, foil'd with no ftaine/ 
 Shall e verlaftingly remaine. 
 Jehovah's Judgements are Divine ; 
 With Judgement hee doth Juftice joyne: 
 Which men fhould more then Gold defire, 
 Then heapesof Gold refin'dby Fire : 
 More fweet then Honey of the Hive, 
 Or Cels where Bees their Treafure (live* 
 Thy Servant is inform'd from thence : 
 
 They,their Observers recornpen/e. 
 
 Who knowes what his Offences be > 
 
 FromfecretfinnesO cleanfethou me! 
 
 And from prefumptuous Crimes reftraine • 
 
 Nor let them in thy Servant reigne : 
 
 So (hall I Jive in Innocence, 
 
 Not fpotted with that great Offence. 
 
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 O let the Prayers my Lips preferre, 
 
 And Thoughts which from my heart arife^ 
 
 be acceptable in thine Eyes. 
 
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 J Regard thy cne ; 
 
 Great Jacobs God with Safetie arme, 
 
 And (Held from harme : 
 Helpe from his Sau&'iariefend., 
 And out of Sion thee defend, 
 
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 Thy Odors, which pure flames confume, 
 
 Be his Perfume. 
 May he accept thy Sacrifice, 
 
 Fir'd from the Skies. 
 For ever thy indeavours blcfle; 
 Andcrownethy Counfels with fticcefle. 
 
 We will of thy Deliverance fing, 
 
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 OurEnfignes in that prayd-for Day 
 
 With Joy difplay- 
 Even in the Name of God. O ftill 
 May he thy juft Defires fulfill ! 
 
 Now know I his Anointed He 
 
 Will heare,andfree ; 
 With faving Hand and Mightie Power, 
 
 From his high Tower. 
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 Our truft we in our God repofe. 
 
 Their wounded limbs with anguifh bend, 
 
 To Death defcend : 
 But we in fervour of the fight 
 
 Haveftood upright. 
 O /ave us,Lord - thy Suppliants hearc : 
 And in our aid, Great King, appeare. 
 
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 In the Strength which thou haft fhowne> 
 Greatly fhall the King rejoyce. 
 How will Joy exalt his Voyce ! 
 Thou haft granted his requeft j 
 Of his Hearts defire pofleft ; 
 Bleft with Bleffings manifold 5 
 Crown'd withfparkling Gemmes and Gold* 
 Praid-for Life thou granted haft j 
 Length of Dayes which never wafte j 
 By thy Safe-guard glorious madej t 
 
 With high Majeftie array'd : 
 Of refiftlefTe Pow'r pofTeftj 
 By thy favours ever bleft. 
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 Through the Mercie of the Juft, 
 
 Heihallever fixed ftand. 
 
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 Shall tny Enemies deftroy, 
 
 Who would in thy nunc joy. 
 
 When thy Anger (hall awake, 
 
 Them a naming Furnace make. 1 
 
 Godfhallfwallowin his Ire, 
 
 And devoure them all with fire. 
 
 From the Earth deftroy their Fruit • 
 
 Never let their Seed take root. 
 
 Mifchievous was their intent ; 
 
 All their Thoughts aeainft me bent • 
 
 Thoughts which nothing could p forme. 
 
 Let thy Arrowes, like a Storme, 
 
 Put them to inglorious flight ; 
 
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 While we fing thy Power and Praife. 
 
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 Yet thou art holy - 3 thron'd on high ; 
 
 The Ifraelites thy Praifc refound. 
 Our Fathers did on thee relye ; 
 
 Their Faith with wreaths of Conqueft crown'd : 
 
 They fought,and thy Deliverance found 5 
 They trufted,and thy Truth did trie* 
 
 But I, a worine,noman, am made 
 
 The fcorne of men ; defpis'd by all : 
 Who (hake their Heads,make mouths, upbraid. 
 
 Let God,fay they,redeeme from thrall, 
 
 On whom thy Hopes fo vainely call : 
 Now let him his Beloved aid. 
 
 Thou drew'ft me from the wombe • by Thee 
 
 Confirmed at my Mothers breaft : 
 When borne, Thou took'ft the charge of me; 
 
 Even from my Birth,my God profeft. 
 
 Ofuccourme with feare diitreft ! 
 Thou canft alone thy Servant free. 
 
 Incenfed Bulls about me ftare • Part 2. 
 
 Strong Buls of Bafhan girt me round : 
 Who their inflamed mouths prepare, 
 
 Like ravenous Lions, to confound. 
 
 Tin fpilt like water on the ground - 
 And all my Bones disjointed are. 
 
 My Heart like Wax within me thawes - 3 
 
 My vigour as a Pot-fheard dry'd: 
 My thirftie Tongue cleaves to my jawes - 
 
 In duft of Death thou do'ft me hide : 
 
 Dogs compalTe me on every fide - y 
 And multitudes, who hate thy Lawes. 
 
 My hands and Feet transfixed are ; 
 
 Bones, to be told, with anguifh wafte : 
 This feene with joy, my robes they fhare - 
 
 Lots on myfeamlefTe garment call. 
 My Strength, to my redemption hafte ! 
 Nor 6 be deafe to my fadpraier ! 
 
 Let not the Sword thy Servant wound 3 
 
 My Dearling from the Dog protect : 
 From Lions that inras;e abound ; 
 
 From Unicornes guard thy Eledt, 
 
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 Among the Saints thy I'raife refound. 
 
 JPart 3 . O praife him you who feare the Lord ; 
 You Sons of Jacob, God adore : 
 Let Ifraels Seed his praife record ; 
 
 For from their cryes who helpe implore, 
 His Face he hides not, nor the Poore 
 In their AfRi&ion hath abhorr'd. 
 
 I in the great AfTembly {hall 
 
 Declare his Works, which words exceed ; 
 And pay my Vowes before them all. 
 
 The Meeke abundantly (hall feed ; 
 
 The Faithfull praife their Helpe at need, 
 Nor by the itroke of Death fhall fall. 
 
 All who behold the Suns Vp-rife, 
 Shall God profeiTe, and ferve alone : 
 
 And all the Heathen Families 
 
 Shall.caft themfelves before his Throne £ 
 Becaufe the Kingdomeis his owne : 
 
 For over all his Empire lies. 
 
 Who in profperity abound, 
 
 Nor undeferved Honours gaine; 
 
 Who poorely creepe upon the ground, 
 Andfcarce their needy lives fiifteine • 
 Shall eat, and to his eafie reigne 
 
 Submit, with joyes eternall crown'd. 
 
 Their fandifi'd Pofteritie 
 
 Shall ever celebrate his Name ; 
 • Adopted Sons of the molt High : 
 
 They fhall his Righteoufnefle proclame,^ 
 And Works of everlaftingfame, 
 
 To their believing Progeny. 
 
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 PSALME XXIII. 
 
 TH e Lord my Shepheard, me his Sheepe 
 Willfrom confuming Famine keepe. 
 He fofters me in fragrant Meads, • 
 By foftly-fliding waters leads -, 
 My Soule refrelht with pleafant juice : 
 And left they mould his Name traduce, 
 
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 Then when I wander in the Maze 
 Of tempting Sinne, informes my wayes. 
 No terrour can my courage quaile, 
 Though fhaded in Deaths gloomy vale ; 
 By thy Protection fortifi'd : 
 Thy Staffe my Stay, thy Rod my Guide. 
 My Table thou haft furnifhed ^ 
 Powr'd pretious Odors on my head : 
 My Mazer flowes with pleafant Wine, 
 VVhile all my Foes with envy pine". 
 Thy Mercy and Beneficence 
 Shall ever joyne in my Defence - y 
 Who in thy Houfe will facrifice, 
 Till aged Time*clofe up mine eyes. 
 
 PSALME XXIV. 
 
 TH e round and many-peopled Earth, As the S. 
 
 What from her wombe extract their birth, 
 And whom her foodfuil breft mftaines, 
 Are his, who high in glory raignes. 
 The Land in moving Seas hath plac'd, 
 By ever-toiling Floods imbrae'd. 
 Who fhall upon his Mountaine reft > 
 Who in his Sanctuary feaft > 
 Even he, whofe hands are innocent ; 
 His heart unfoird with foule intent - y 
 Whomfwoln Ambition, Avarice, 
 Nor tempting Pleafures can intice : 
 VVho only their infection feares j • . 
 
 And never fraudulently iweares : 
 The Lord his Saviour him fliallbleffe, 
 And cloth him with his Righteoufnefle. 
 Such are of Jacobs faithful! Race, 
 Who feeke him, and fhall find his Face. 
 You lofty Gates, your Leaves difplay s 
 You everlafting Doores, give way ; 
 The King of Glory comes. O fing 
 His Praife ! Who is this glorious King > 
 The Lord in Strength, in Power compleat 5 
 The Lord in battaile more then great. 
 You lofty Gates, your Leaves difplay - 
 You everlafting Doores give way ; 
 The King of Glory comes, O fing 
 His praife ! Who is this glorious King > 
 The Lord of Hofts, of Victory, 
 Is King of glory h thron'd on high, 
 
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 As the 2. f\N Thee with Confidence I call, 
 
 V-/ To thee my troubled Soule erecl: : 
 Lord, let not Shame my looke deject, 
 Nor Malice triumph in my fall. 
 
 Thy Servants fave ; but thofe confound, 
 Who Innocence with flander wound. 
 
 In thy difclofed paths direct ; 
 
 ThyTruth,that leading Starre, difplay : 
 O my Redeemer! everyday 
 
 My dangers thy reliefe expect. 
 
 Thinke of thy Mercies fliowne of old j 
 Thy Mercies more then can be told. 
 
 The finnes of my unbridled Youth, 
 Norfraile Tranfgreffions call to minde: 
 Let thofe that feeke,thy Mercie finde, 
 
 Evenfor the honour of thy Truth. 
 God,ever juft and good, the way 
 Of life will fhew to fuch as ftray. 
 
 The Meekein righteoufnefle fhall guide ; 
 To fuch his heavenly Will exprefle : 
 Which fhall with Truth and Mercie blefle 
 
 AllfuchasinhisLawes abide. 
 My finnes,fb numerous and great 
 O for thy honour,Lord, forget ! 
 
 Part.2. y Vhat's he who feares The ever-Bleft ? 
 To him fhall he his Paths difclofe : 
 His Soule refrefht with calme repole • 
 The Land by his faire Race pofleft: 
 To him his Counfels (hall impart, 
 Andfeale his Covenants in his heart. 
 
 On thee with fixed Eyes I wait : 
 My feet inlarge thou from their mares„ 
 O pittie me fo worne with cares ; 
 
 Defpifed,poore, and defolate ! 
 The troubles of my mind increafe ; 
 Lord, from their galling yoke releafe ! 
 
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 Behold thou my affliction, 
 
 The toile and ftraits,wherein I live i 
 
 My finnes, fo infinite, forgive. 
 Behold ray Foes,how potent growne ! 
 
 How are they multipli'd of late, 
 
 Who hate me with a deadly hate ! 
 
 Deliver, 6 ! from fliame protect - 
 
 Since from my Faith I never fwerve : 
 
 Let Innocence and Truth preferve, 
 Who conftantly thy ayd expect. 
 
 Redeeme thy chofen Ifrael, 
 
 And forrow from his breft expell. 
 
 Psalme XXVI. 
 
 LOrd, judge my caufe i thy piercing Eye £ s t fe 4# 
 
 Beholds my Soules integritie. 
 How can I fall- 
 When I,and all 
 My hopes on thee relie ? 
 
 Examine,try my reines and heart • 
 Thou,Mercies Source, my object art t 
 
 Nor from thy Truth 
 
 Have I in Youth, 
 Or will in Age depart. 
 
 Men fold to finne offend my light ; 
 I hate the two-tongu'd Hypocrite : 
 Thofe who devife 
 Malicious lies, 
 And in their crimes delight* 
 
 But will, with hands immaculate, 
 And offerings, at thy Altar wait : 
 
 Thy Praife difperfe 
 
 Ingratemllverfej 
 Thy Noble Acts relate. 
 
 Thy Houfe, in my efteeme, excels : 
 The Manfion where thy Glory dwels* 
 My life o dole 
 Not up with thole, 
 VVhofe finne thy Grace expels ! 
 
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 Who guiltlelTc bloud with pleafcre fpill ; 
 Subverting bribes their right-hands.fiU j 
 Bold in offence. 
 But Innocence 
 And Truth fhail guard me ftill. 
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 Redeeme • O with thy Grace fuftaine ! 
 My feet now ftand upon the plaine. 
 Thy Jufticel 
 Will magnifie, 
 Withthofe who feare thy Name. 
 
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 GOd is my Saviour, my cleare light : 
 Who then can ray repofe affright ? 
 Orwhatappeare 
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 My life protected by his Might ? 
 
 Vaine hatred, vaine their power, 
 That would my life devoure. 
 
 Thefe fell, when they againft me fought r 
 The Wicked fuffer'd what they fought. 
 Though troops of foes 
 Atonceinclofe, 
 Of icare I would not lodge a thought : 
 Should Armies eonipaffe mej 
 So confident in thee. 
 
 One thing I have, and ftiallrequeftj 
 That I may in thy Manfion reft, 
 
 Till Death furprize 
 My doling eyes: 
 That they may on thy beauty feaft i 
 That in thy Temple ftill 
 I may enquire thy Will. 
 
 When ftormes arffe on every fide,' 
 He will in his Pavillion hide : 
 How ever great, 
 In that retreat 
 I fliall conceal'd and fafe abide. 
 He, to refifttheir fbocke , 
 Hathfixt me on a Rocke. 
 
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 Now is my headadvanc'd, renowned 
 Above my foes, who gird me round ■ 
 That in my Tent 
 Imayprefent 
 Myfacrifice with Trumpets found : 
 There I thy praife will ling, 
 Set to a well -tun'd firing. 
 
 O heare thou my afflicted cry ; p art 2 . 
 
 Extend thy pitty, and reply. 
 
 When thus the Lord 
 In fweet accord ; 
 Seeke thou my Face with fearchingEye. 
 Directed by thy Grace, 
 Lord, I willfeeke thy Face; 
 
 Thy Face O therefore never hide ! 
 Nor in thine anger turne afide 
 
 From him that hath 
 Serv'd thee with faith, 
 Forfake me not, my ancient Guide ; 
 So oft in dangers knowne : 
 O leave me not alone. 
 
 Although my Parents (hould forfake • 
 Yet, Lord, thou wouldft to Harbour tak&. 
 Oleftlltray 
 Teach me thy Way, 
 And in thy Precepts perfecSt make ; 
 Becaufe my enemies 
 Watch like fo many Spies. 
 
 Expole me not to their defire ; 
 For lying witnefTes confpire, 
 
 Who in their breath 
 Beare Wrath and Death. 
 My Soule had funke beneath their ire, 
 Butthatldidrelye 
 On thy benignity. 
 
 In hope to fee ( within the Land 
 Of thofe that live ) thy faving hand. 
 He (hall impart 
 Strength to thy heart. 
 Wait on the Lord, undanted ftand j 
 His heavenly Will attend, 
 Who timely aide will fend. 
 
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 MY God, my Rocke,regardmy Crie ; 
 Left I unheard, like thofe that die, 
 In (hades of darke Oblivion lie. 
 
 To my afcending Griefe give eare, 
 When I my hands devoutly reare 
 Before thy Mercie-feat with feare. 
 
 With wicked men mix not my FatCj 
 Nor drag me with the Reprobate, 
 Who ipeake of Peace, but fofter hate. 
 
 Such as their workes,their dire intent. 
 And practices to circumvent ; 
 Such be their dreadfull puniftiment. 
 
 Since they will not thy Choice renowne ,' 
 But hate whom thou intend'ft to crowne s 
 O build not up, but pull them downe ! 
 
 He heares ! his Name be magnifi'd ! 
 My Strength,fecur'd on everie fide, 
 Since all my hope on him rely'd. 
 
 Thefe Seas of Joy my teares devoure. 
 My Songs fhall celebrate thy Power, 
 O thou that art to thine a Tower. 
 
 O thou my ftrong Deliverance, 
 Thy People, thine Inheritance, 
 BlefTe,feed,preferve,and ftill advance. 
 
 
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 From a darkeand fhowring Cloud, 
 
 On the floods that roare aloud, 
 
 Harke ! his Voice with terrour breakes ; 
 
 God,our God in Thunder fpeakes. 
 
 Powerfullinhis Voice on high, 
 
 Full of Power and Majeftie : 
 
 Loftie Cedars overthrowne, 
 
 Cedars of fleepe Libanon, 
 
 Calfe-like skipping on the ground. 
 
 Libanon and Sirion bound, 
 
 Like ayouthfull Unicorne, 
 
 La'bring Clouds with Lightning torne. 
 
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 Kadifh,thy vaft Defert quakes. 
 
 Trembling Hindes then calve for feare j 
 
 Shadie Forrefts bare appeare : 
 
 His renowne by everie tongue 
 
 Through his Holy Temple fung. 
 
 He the raging Flouds reftraines : 
 
 He a King for ever raignes. 
 
 God his People fhall iucreale, 
 
 Arme with Strength, and blefTe with Peace, 
 
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 MY Verfe (hall in thy praifes flow : 
 Lord,thou haft rais'd my head on high j 
 Norfuiferedthe proud Enemie 
 To triumph in my overthrow. 
 
 I cry'd aloud ; thy Arme did fave ; 
 
 Thou drew' ft me from the (hades of Death, 
 
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 Repealing my exiled breath, 
 When almoft fwallow'dby the Grave. 
 
 You Saints of his,oh fing his praife ! 
 
 Prefent your Vowes unto the Lord 5 
 
 His perfect HolinefTe record, 
 Whofe Wrath but for a moment ftayes. 
 
 His quickning Favour life beftowes : 
 
 Teares may continue for a night ; 
 
 But Joyiprings with the Morning Light • 
 Long-laftingJoyes,lbone-ending Woes. 
 
 In my Profperitie I faid, 
 
 My feet (hall ever fixt abide: 
 
 I,by thy favour fortify 'd, 
 Am like a ftedfaft Mountaine made. 
 
 But when thou hid'ft thy cheerfull Face} 
 
 How infinite my Troubles grew ! 
 
 My cries then with my gricfe renew, 
 Which thusimplor'd thy faving Grace : 
 
 V Vhat profit can my bloud afford, 
 When I (hall to the Grave defcend > 
 CanfemelefleDuft thy Praife extend? 
 
 Can Death thy living Truth record ? 
 
 To my Complaints attentive be j 
 
 Thy Mercie in my aid advance : 
 
 O perfect my Deliverance, 
 That have no other Hope but Thee ! 
 
 Thou, Lord,haft made th' Affii&ed glad ■ 
 My Sorrow into Dauncing turn'd : 
 The Sack-cloth torne wherein I mourn'd^ 
 
 And me in Tyrian Purple clad : 
 
 That fo my Glorie might proclame 
 
 Thy Favours in a joyful! Verfe ; 
 
 Unccflantly thy Praife rehearfe, 
 And niagnifie thy facred Name, 
 
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 Pull from their fubtill Snares infecret laid, 
 
 thou my onely Strength fo often try'd, 
 
 To thy fafe Hands my Spirit I commend, 
 
 my Redeemer,0 thou Gcd of Truth. 
 Who Lies invent,or unto Idols bend, 
 
 1 have abhorr'd,but lov'd Thee from my Youth, 
 
 1 will rejoyce,andin thyMercie boaft, 
 
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 My Spirits faint,my Flefh confumes with care : 
 My Life is fpent with griefe,in fighes my Dayes ; 
 My Strength through Sin diflblves,my Bones impart* 
 
 To all my Foes I am become a fcorne ; 
 
 Nor leaft to thofe,who feem'd in love moft neare : 
 By all my late familiar friends forlorne ; 
 
 Who when they meet me,turneafide for feare. 
 
 Forgot like thofe, who in the Grave abide, 
 And,as a broken vefTell, pall repaire : 
 
 Traduc'd by many, (feare on every fide) 
 
 Who counfell take^nd would ray life infnare. 
 
 But,Lord,my Hopes are on thee fixt: I laid, 
 Thou art my God ; my Dayes are in thy Hand : 
 
 Againft my furious Foes oppofe thy Aid ; 
 
 Andthofe,whoperfecute my Soule, withftand, 
 
 let thy Face upon thy Servant Ihine • 
 
 Save for thy Mercies fake ; from Shame defend. 
 Shame cover thofe who keepe no Lawes of thine 5 
 And undeplored to the Grave defcend. 
 
 fart. 3. The lying lips in endlefTe filence clofe, 
 
 That with defpite and pride traduce the Juft. 
 What Joy haft thou referv'd ! what wrought for thofe, 
 (In fight of all) who feare,and in Thee truft ! 
 
 Thofe (halt Thou in thy fecret Prefence hide 
 From their Oppreifors violence and wrongs j 
 
 They in thy clofe Pavilion fhall abide, 
 
 Securedfrom the ftrife of envious Tongues. 
 
 Bleft he ! who in a walled Citie hath 
 
 To mehiswonderfull Affection fhowne. 
 
 1 rafhly fayd,I am the food of Wrath \ 
 
 Cut off- for ever from his Prefence throwne. 
 
 Yet thou, O ever blefTed, heardft my Prayer, 
 When to thy Mercie 1 addreft my Cry. 
 
 O love the living Lord,ali you that are 
 His chofen Saints,and on his Aid relie : 
 
 For he the Faithfull ever will preferve ; 
 And render to the Proud their full defcrts. 
 
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 The Lord of life, who will conflrme your hearts, 
 
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 His Soule with guile unftain'd. 
 While filent I remain'd, 
 My bones confum'd away j 
 I rored all the day : 
 For on me day and night 
 Thy Hand did heavie light. 
 My moifture dri'd throughout, 
 Like to a Summers drought. 
 I then my Sinnes confeft, 
 Howfarre I had tranfgreft : 
 When all I had reveal'd, 
 Thy Hand my Pardon feal'd. 
 For this, who Godly are 
 Shall feeke to Thee by Prayer ; 
 Seeke, when thou mayft be found j 
 In Deluges undrown'd. 
 Thou art my fafe Retreat, 
 My Shield, when dangers threat ; 
 Shalt my Deliverance 
 With Songs of Joy advance. 
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 The way which thou (houldft goe 5 
 
 The way to Pietie ; 
 
 And guide thee with mine eye. 
 
 Be not like Mule and Horfe, 
 
 VVhofe reafon is their Force j 
 
 Whofe mouth the Bit andReine, 
 
 Left they rebell, reftraine. 
 
 Innumerable Woes 
 
 The Wicked (hall inclofe : 
 
 But thofe who God affect, 
 
 His Mercy (hall protect. 
 
 O you, who are upright, 
 
 In God your God delight : 
 
 You Juft, his bleffed Choice, 
 
 In Him with Songs rejoyce. 
 
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 TO God, you Juft, your Voices raife^ 
 It you befeemes to fing his Praife. 
 O celebrate the King of kings 
 On Inftrumentsftrung with ten Strings : 
 To Harp and Lute new Dities fing ; 
 Sing loud with skilfull fingering. 
 His Words are crown'd by their event; 
 And allhis Works are permanent. 
 Juftice and Judgement he affects : 
 His Bountie upon all reflects. 
 His Word the arched Heavens did frame i 
 His Breath, the Starres eternall Flame. 
 He the collected Seas confines, 
 And folds the Deepe in Magazines. 
 The Lord, O all you Nations, feare ; 
 All whom the Earths round fhoulders beare. 
 He fpake, 'twas done as foone asfaid ; 
 At his Commandment ftedfaft made. 
 The People counfell take in vaine ; 
 Their Projects no fuccefle obtaine. 
 The Counfels of the Lord are lure ; 
 His Purpofes no Change indure. 
 Bleft they, whofe God Jehovah is ; 
 The Nation fet apart for his. 
 The Lord looks from the lofty Skies ; 
 On carefull Mortals cafts his Eyes : 
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 The Sonnes of men beholds from thence. 
 
 He faftrioned their hearts alone : 
 
 To him their Thoughts and deeds areknowne. 
 
 No King is faved by an Hoft ; 
 
 No Giant in his ftrength mould boaft : 
 
 There refts no Safetie in a Horfe 5 
 
 None are delivered by his force. 
 
 Gods eyes are ever on the Juft, 
 
 Who feare, and in his Mercie truft ; 
 
 To free their Soules from fwallowing Earth, 
 
 And keepe alive in time of Dearth. 
 
 Our fervent Soules on God attend, 
 
 Our helpe,who onely can defend : 
 
 In whom our Hearts exult for joy j 
 
 Becaufe we on his Name relie. 
 
 Great God to us propitious be, 
 
 As we have fixt our Hopes on thee. 
 
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 My prayers afcending pierc't his eare j 
 Who fhatcht me from thofe ftormes of feare. 
 
 The Meeke who God expect, 
 Who flow to him like living Brookes, 
 Shame never fhall diftaine their lookes, 
 
 nor with foule guilt infect. 
 
 This Wretch in his adverfitie 
 (Then men (hall fay) to God did crie, 
 WhofeMercie himfecur'd. 
 The Angels of Jehovah thofe, 
 Who feare him, with their Tents inclofe, 
 By Strength divine immur'd, 
 
 How good our God,0 tafteand fee ! 
 Who truft in him thrice happie be j 
 
 You Saints, 6 feare him ftill : 
 Such feele no want ; the Lions rore 
 For hunger ; but who God implore, 
 
 He fhall with Plentie fill. 
 
 Come children,with attention heare, 
 I will inftrudt you in his feare. 
 
 What man delights in life ? 
 Seekes to live happily and long > 
 From evill guard thy warie tongue, 
 
 Thy lips from fraud and ftrife. 
 
 Doe good,and wicked deeds efchew j 
 Seeke facred Peace,her fteps purme. 
 
 Gods Eyes are on the Juft } 
 Their cries his open Eare attends : 
 But on the Bad his wrath defcends, 
 
 Their Names reduc'd to duft. 
 
 He heares the Righteous, and their crie ; 
 Preferv'd in their adverfitie : 
 
 A broken heart affects, 
 AndSoules contrite which in Him truft. 
 Great are the afHi&ions of the Iuft i 
 
 But He in all protects: 
 
 Keepes every bone of theirs intirc. 
 The Wicked fwallowes in his Ire, 
 
 And who the Righteous hate. 
 The Lord his Servants (hall redeeme ; 
 
 
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 Thole ever deare in his efteeme, 
 Who on his promife wait. 
 
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 LOrd, plead my caufe againft my foes ; As the 3 . 
 
 With fuch as fight againft me, fight : 
 Arife, thy ample Shield oppofe, 
 
 And with thy Sword defend my right. 
 AddrefTe thy Speare • thofe in their way 
 
 Encounter, who my Soule invade : 
 To her,0 let thy Spirit fay, 
 
 I am thy God, andfaving Aide. 
 Let thofe, whomydifgrace contrive, 
 
 Hang downe their heads, for flight defign'd ; 
 Who feeke my fall, let Angels drive 
 
 Like Chaffe before the bluftring Wind. 
 Obicure and flippery be their path ; 
 
 Let winged Troups purliie their foile - 
 Since they for me with caufeleffe wrath 
 
 Have dig'd a pit, and pich't a Toile. 
 Let fbdaine mine them deftroy ;' 
 
 Mefht in the Nets themfelves had laid : 
 Then in the Lord my Soule (hall joy, 
 
 And glory in his timely Aide. 
 My Bones fhalliay, O who like thee, 
 
 Thatarm'ft the Weake againft the Strong 1 
 That do'ft the Poore and N eedy free 
 
 From outrage, and too powerfull wrong ! 
 Falfe witnefles againft me ftood, Part, 2> 
 
 Who unknowne accufations brought : 
 That Evill rendered for Good, 
 
 And clofely my confulion fought. 
 I in their ficknefle did condole ; 
 
 Vnfainediy in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 
 With fading humbled my fad Soule, ' 
 
 And often to my Prayers return'd : 
 Him vifited both Night and Day, 
 
 As if an ancient Friend or Brother : 
 In Blacke upon the Earth I lay, 
 
 And wept as for my dying Mother. 
 Yet thefe rejoyced in my woe j 
 
 Falfe Comforters,about me crowd : 
 And leaft I ihould their cunning know, 
 
 They rent their Clothes, aud cry'daloud* 
 
 N like 
 
4i <A Tarapkrafe upon 
 
 Like Hypocrites at Feafts, they jeere 5 
 Whofe gnafhing teeth their hateprofeffe ; 
 
 Lord, how long wilt thou forbeare, 
 And onely looke on my diftrefTe > 
 
 Ofovefrorn thofe, whofmile, and kill • 
 My Dearhng from the Lions jawes : 
 
 1 in the great Affembly will 
 
 Then praife thy Name with full applaufe. 
 Part 3 . Let not my caufelefle Enemies 
 
 Rejoyce in my afflicted ftate : 
 Nor winke at me with fcornefull eyes, 
 
 Who fwell with undeferved hate. 
 Of Peace they Ipeake not; rather they 
 
 The peaceable withfraudpurfue : 
 Who wry their mouths at me, and fay, 
 
 Ha, Ha ! our eyes thy mine view. 
 Thisfeene, O ftand no longer mute 5 
 
 Nor, Lord,defert my Innocence. 
 Awake, arife : O profecute 
 
 My Caufe, and plead in my Defence. 
 With Juftice judge : nor let them fay 
 
 In triumph ; We our wilh poffeffe : 
 Nor in their mirthfull hearts, Ha, Ha ! 
 
 VV'havefwallow'd him in his diitrefle. 
 Wrath and confulion feafe on thofe, 
 
 Who in my tribulation joy : 
 Let them who glory in my woes, 
 
 Be cloth'd with (name and infamy. 
 Let thofe eternally rejoyce, 
 
 Who favour and aflift my right : 
 For ever with exalted voyce 
 
 The goodnefTe of our God recite. 
 And fay, O magnifie his Name, 
 
 Who glories in his fervants peace. 
 My tongue his Juftice (hallproclaime, 
 
 Nor ever in nis praifes ceafe. 
 
 Psaime XXXVI. 
 
 Asthe 34. VV Hen ItheboldTranfgrelTorfee, 
 ▼ ▼ My thoughts thus whifper unto me a 
 He never feard the Lord : 
 He fmooths himfelfe in his owne eyes, 
 Till his fecure impieties 
 
 Become of all abhorr'd. 
 
 Their 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 45 
 
 Their words are vaine, and full of guile : 
 They Wifdomefrom their hearts exile - t 
 
 ForfakenVertue hate : 
 Who mifchiefe on their beds contrive s 
 Through by-wayes to bad ends arrive, 
 
 And vices propagate. 
 
 Thy Mercy, Lord, is thron'd on high - 
 And thy approv'd Fidelity 
 
 Tne loftie Skie tranicends : 
 Thy Jufticelike a Mountaine fteepe ; 
 Thy Judgements an unfathom'dDeepe s 
 
 Who man and beaft defends. 
 
 O Lord, how precious is thy Grace ! 
 Thefonnes of men, their comfort place, 
 
 Beneath thy fhady wings : 
 They with thy Houihold dainties (hall 
 Be fully fatisfi'd, and all 
 
 Drinke of thy pleafant Springs. 
 
 For O ! from thee the Fountaine flowes, 
 Which endlefle Life on thine beftowes ; 
 
 Inlightned with thy Light. 
 On fiich as Know thee (howre thy Grace • 
 O let thy Juftice thofe embrace, 
 
 Who are in heart upright. 
 
 Let not the feet of Pride defeat ; 
 Nor fiich as are in mifchiefe great 
 
 My guiltlefle Soule furprize. 
 The workers of iniquity 
 Arefalne like Meteors from the skie : 
 
 Caftdowne, no more to rile. 
 
 V 
 
 PSALME XXXVIL 
 
 Ex not thy felfe at the impiety fa t ]-, e 
 
 Oi wicked men, nor their fraile height envy. 
 For they (hall lbone be mow'd, like Summers Hay ; 
 And as the verdure of the Herbe decay. 
 Truft thou in God • doe good, and long in peace 
 PoiTefTe the Land ; refrefht by her increafe. 
 BeHe thy fole delight ; He (hall infpire 
 Thy raifed thoughts, and grant thy hearts defire 
 Relye, and to his care thy wayes commend, 
 Who will produce them to a happy end. 
 
 N % He 
 
44 *A Parapbrafe upon 
 
 He fhallthy Juftice, like the Light difplay, 
 And make thy Judgement as the Height of Day* 
 
 Reft on the Lord, and patiently attend 
 
 His Heavenly Will : nor let it thee offend, 
 Becaufe the wicked in their courfes thrive 5 
 
 And profperoufly at their defires arrive. 
 
 Abftaine from anger, heady wrath efchew : 
 
 Nor fret thou, left ill Deeds ill Thoughts purfuc. 
 
 God will cut off the Bad, the Faithfull bleffe . 
 
 Who fhall the ever-fruitfull Land poflelTe. 
 Part, 2. After a while th'Vnjuft (hall ceafe to be ; 
 
 Thou {bait his place confider, but not lee. 
 
 The Meeke in heart (hall reape the Lands increafe, 
 
 And folace in the multitude of peace. 
 
 Againft the Godly wicked Men confpire, 
 
 Gnalh their malicious teeth, and fome with ire $ 
 
 But God fhall laugh at their impiety •- 
 
 Becaufe he knowes their Day of Doome is nigh. 
 
 They draw theirbloudy Swords, their Bowes are bent, 
 
 To kill the needy, Poore, and Innocent. 
 
 But their proud hearts fhall perifh by theftroke 
 
 Of their owne Steele, their Bowes afimder broke. 
 
 That little which the Righteous hath, excels 
 
 Th'abundant wealth, wherein the Wicked fwels. 
 
 For God the amies of violent Men will breake : 
 
 Butfhieldthe Righteous, and fupport the Weake. 
 
 His eyes behold the fufferings or the Poore : 
 
 Their firme polTeffions ever fhall endure. 
 
 They in the time of danger fhall not dread ; 
 
 But fhall in Famin's rage be fill'd with Bread. 
 
 When vitious men fhall fpeedily decay : 
 
 And thofe who flight Jehovah, melt away 
 
 As fat of Lambs, which facred Fires confume ; 
 
 And forthwith vanifh like the riling fume. 
 Part. 3. The Wicked borrow, never to reftore : 
 
 The Juftare gracious and relieve the Poore. 
 
 Whom God fhall bleiTe, they fhall the Land enjoy : 
 
 Whom God fhall curfe, them vengeance fhall deliroy. 
 
 The fteps of Righteous men the Lord directs ^ 
 
 For He, even He their ordred paths affects. 
 
 Although they fall ; yet fall to rife againe : 
 
 For his, His Care and powerfull Hand fuftaine. 
 
 I have beene young, am old ; yet never faw 
 
 The Juft abandoned ; nor thofe, who draw 
 
 From him their birth, with beggery oppreil. 
 
 He lends in mercy, and his Seed are bleft. 
 
 Doe 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 45 
 
 Doe good, (km twill , and remaine unmov'd ; 
 
 For righteous Soules are of the Lord belov'd ; 
 
 His undeferted Saints protecting (till ; - 
 
 Their Plants up-rooting, who tranfgrefle his Will. 
 
 Juft men inherit fhall the promis'd Land i 
 
 And dwell therein, while Mountaines ftedfaft ftand. 
 
 The Righteous Soule of facred Judgement /peaks, p artt , 
 
 And from his lips a fpringof wifdome breaks. 
 
 Gods Law is in his Heart ; his Light, his Guide ; 
 
 Nor fhall his Feet in flippery places Aide. 
 
 Men feeke his bloud - y but God defends : nor fhall 
 
 He by the fentence of the Wicked fall. 
 
 Wait on the Lord, nor his ftraight paths tranfgrefle ; 
 
 And evermore this pregnant Soile pofTefTe. 
 
 Butthofe who in iniquity delight, 
 
 Shall be cutoff, and penfh in thy fight. 
 
 The Wicked I have feene in wealth to flow, 
 
 Exceed in power, and like a Laurel! grow : 
 
 Yet vanifh hence, as he had never beene - 9 
 
 I fought him, but he was not to be feene. 
 
 Obferve the perfect, and the pure of heart j 
 
 They die in peace, and happily depart. 
 
 But the Vngodiy are at once cut downe, 
 
 And penfh without pitty,or renowne. 
 
 The Lord is the falvation of the Juft ; 
 
 Their ftrength in trouble, fince in him they truft : 
 
 W ill thofe aflift, who on his aide depend j 
 
 Deliver, and from impious Foes defend. 
 
 PSALME XXXVIII. 
 
 NOT inthywrathagainltmenfe, Asth 
 
 Nor in thy fury, Lord, chaftife : 
 Thy Arrowes wound, 
 Naile to the Ground, 
 Thy hand upon me lies. 
 
 No Limb from paine and anguifli free ; 
 Becaufe I have incenfed thee : 
 
 Nor reft can take, 
 
 My bones fo ake j 
 Such finne abounds in me. 
 
 Like Billowes they my head tranfeend - 
 Beneath their heavy load I bend : 
 My Ulcers fwell, 
 Corrupt, and fmell 5 
 0£ Folly the fad end. 
 
 Perplext 
 
46 sA Ptrapbrafe upon 
 
 Perplcxt in mind I pine away, 
 
 And mourning waft the tedious day ; 
 
 My Flefh no more 
 
 Tnen all one Sore ; 
 All parts at once decay. 
 
 Much broken ; all my ftrength o'rethrowne j 
 Through anguifti of my Soule I groane. 
 
 Lord, thou doft fee 
 
 My thoughts and mee 5 
 My Sighs to thee are knowne. 
 
 My fad Heart pants,my nerves relent, 
 My Sight growesdim - y and to augment 
 
 My miferies, 
 
 All my Allies 
 And Friends themfelves abfent. 
 
 Part. 2. Whofeeke my life, their Snares extend ; 
 
 Their wicked thoughts on Mifchiefe bend : 
 Calumniate, 
 And lye in wait 
 To bring me to my end. 
 
 But I as deafe to them appeare, 
 As mute, as if I tonguelefle were : 
 
 Mypaflionrul'd, 
 
 Like one that could 
 At all not fpeake nor heare. 
 
 Becaufe my hopes on thee relye : 
 My God, I faid, O heare my cry ; 
 
 Left they mould boaft, 
 
 Who hate me moft, 
 And in my mine joy. 
 
 For O 1 I droop, with ftruggling fpent : 
 My thoughts are on my forrowes bent. 
 
 My finnes excefle 
 
 Iwillconfefle - y 
 In (howres of teares repent. 
 
 My foes are full of ftrength and pride . 
 Who caufelelTe hate, are multipli'd : 
 Who good with ill 
 Repay j would kill, 
 Becaufe I juft abide. 
 
 Depart 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 
 
 4^ 
 
 Depart not, Lord ; O pitty take ! 
 Nor me in my extremes foriake ! 
 
 Salvation 
 
 Is thine alone ; 
 Haft to my fuccour make. 
 
 PSALME XXXIX. 
 
 Iiiillllilillillitlillllil 
 
 Said, I will my wayes obferve, LeftHhouldfwerve: 
 VVith Bit and Reines my Tongue keepe in, Too prone to 
 
 '- Cant, 
 
 gg|=iE|jlE EiEEl EJ 
 
 Sinne. Nor to their calumnie replie, Who glorie 
 
 glEiljIilill 
 
 tt " 
 
 in Impietie. 
 
 liliiiili 
 
 I, like a Statue, filent flood, 
 
 Dumbe even to good : 
 
 My Sorrowes boyling in my breft 
 Exil'd my reft : 
 
 But when my Heart incenft with wrong 
 
 Grew hot, I gave my Griefe a tongue. 
 
 Of thofe few dayes I have tofpend, 
 AndmylaftEnd, 
 
 Infor me me , Lord ; that I may fa 
 My Frailty know. 
 
 My 
 
48 vA Parapbrafc upon 
 
 My time is made fhort,as a Span ; 
 As nothing is the Age of man. 
 
 Man nothing is but Vanitie, 
 
 Though thron'd on high 5 
 
 Walks like a Shadow, and in vaine 
 
 Turmoiles with paine : 
 
 He heaps up wealth with wretched care, 
 
 Yet knowes not who fhall prove his Heire. 
 
 p Lord ! what expect I > thou the Scope 
 
 lart,a * OfallmyHope: , 
 
 Him from his loath'd Tranfgreffions free, 
 
 Who trufts in Thee : 
 Nor O fubjec"t me to the Rule, 
 And proud derilion of a Foole » 
 
 With filence, fince thy Will was fuch, 
 Iliifferedmuch: 
 
 O now forbeare ! left inftant Death 
 Force my faint breath. 
 
 When thoudoft with thy Rod chaftife 
 
 Offending man, his courage dies : 
 
 His Beauty wafted, like a cloth 
 
 Gnawne by the Moth : 
 
 Himfelfe a fhort-lif'd vanitie, 
 
 And borne to die. 
 
 Lord, to my Prayers incline thine Eare - 
 
 And thy afni&ed Servant heare. 
 
 Nor thefe fait rivers of mine Eyes, 
 My God, defpife: 
 
 A Stranger, as my Fathers were, 
 Ifojournehere. 
 
 let me gather ftrength, before 
 
 1 paffe away, and be no more. 
 
 PSALME XL. 
 
 As the 2. TJOr God I patiently did looke ; 
 
 -T He to my cryes inclin'd his Eare : 
 
 And when invironed with feare, 
 From that AbyfTe of horror tooke : 
 Drew from the Mud, and on a Rocke 
 Eftablifht, to indure the fhocke. 
 
 Then 
 
The P/almes of David. ^p 
 
 Then did into my mouth convey 
 
 Songs of hisPraife, unfung before* 
 
 Many (hall fee, with feare adore ; 
 And trufting in th'Almighty, fay : 
 
 Who on the Lord depend, are bleft » 
 
 Who Liers, and the Proud deteft. 
 
 Many, and full of wonder, are 
 
 The Works,0 Lord, which Thou haft wrought ; 
 
 What Thou toraife our joyes haft thought, 
 O who in order can declare ! 
 
 'Twere loft endeavour to expreffe 
 
 Their number, that are nuinberlefTe, 
 
 Thou Gifts, nor Offerings doft defire ; 
 
 But pierced haft thy Servants eare : 
 
 To Thee Oblations are not deare, 
 Nor Sacrifice confum'd with fire. 
 
 Thenfaid I ; Lo, I come : thus it 
 
 Is of me in Thy Volume writ, 
 
 Thy Lawes are written in my Heart : 
 
 My Joy Thy Pleafure to fulfill. 
 
 I in the great Affembly ftill 
 Thy RighteoufnefTe to all impart : 
 
 My lips are unreftrein'd by me, 
 
 Which, Lord, is onely knowne to Thee. 
 
 Thy Juftice I have not conceal'd 
 
 Within the clofure of my breft : 
 
 But Thy Fidelity profeft - t 
 And faving health at large reveal'd : 
 
 Amidft the Congregation , 
 
 Thy conftant Truth and Mercy fhowne. 
 
 Withdraw not, Lord, thy long'd for Aide • p art 
 
 With Truth and Mercy ftill inclofe : 
 
 ForO! innumerable woes 
 On every fide my Soule invade : 
 
 So changed with Iniquities , 
 ' That they even blind my fearefull eyes. 
 
 In number they my haires exceed ; 
 
 My fainting heart pants in my breft : 
 
 Bepleas'dto fuccourtheDiftreft; 
 And Lord deliver me with fpced. 
 
 O Let 
 
 'AS*-.. 
 

 jo kA Paraphrafc upon 
 
 Let Shame at once confound them all, 
 That feeke my Soule, and plot my fall. 
 
 Be they repulft with Infamy, 
 
 Who perfecute with deadly hate : 
 Defervedly left defolate , 
 
 Who Ha, Ha ! in derilion cry. 
 Let all who feeke thy Helpe, rejoyce, 
 And praife Thee with a cheerfull Voice. 
 
 Let them, who thy Salvation love, 
 Still lay j The Lord be magnified ! 
 Though! be poore, and caft afide ; 
 
 Yet he regards me from above. 
 My Safety, my Deliverer, 
 No longer thy reliefe deferre. 
 
 P$ALME XLL 
 
 As the 7. \A/**° duly (hall the Poore regard, 
 VV Hath his Reward: 
 
 The Lord in time of Trouble, fhall 
 
 Prevent his fall: 
 He fhall among the Living reft, 
 And with the Earths increafe be bleft. 
 
 Lord, render him not up to thole, 
 Who are his Foes : 
 
 When he in forrow languilheth, 
 
 Neere unto Death ; 
 . Let him by Thee be comforted, 
 
 And in his SicknelTe make his bed. 
 
 I faid, O Lord, thy Mercy fhow, 
 
 And Health beftow : 
 
 For O ! my Soule the lothfbme ftaines 
 Of Sin retaines. 
 
 My Foes have faid, When (hall he die, 
 
 And yet out-live his Memory ? 
 
 Ifanyvifit, theydevife 
 
 Deceitfull Lies : 
 
 Their hollow Hearts with Mifchiefeload, 
 Divulg'd abroad : 
 
 Who hate me, whifper, and contrive, 
 
 How they may fwallow me alive. 
 
 Behold, 
 
The P/almes of David. * x 
 
 Behold, fay they, this Punifhment 
 From Heaven is fent : 
 
 He, from the bed whereon he lies, 
 Shall never rile. 
 
 Yea, even my Friend, my Confident, 
 
 My Gueft, hisheeleagainftme bent. 
 
 But, Lord, thy Mercy I implore ; 
 My Health reftore : 
 
 raiie me ! that forthwith I may 
 
 , Their Hate repay. 
 In this thy Love thou doft exprefle, 
 That none triumph in my diftrefle. 
 
 For thou art of my Innocence 
 
 The ftrong Defence. 
 
 1 fhall, inlightned by thy Grace, 
 
 Behold thy Face. 
 Jehovah, Ifraels God, be bleft ; 
 While Day and Night the World inveft. 
 
 Amen. Amen. 
 
 O i A PARA- 
 
J* 
 
 A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 SECOND BOOKE 
 
 OF THE 
 PSALMES OF DAVID. 
 
 PSALME XLII. 
 
 As die 34. T Ord! as the Hart, imboft with heat, 
 JLjBraies after the coole RivuJet : 
 
 So fighs my Soule for thee. 
 My Soule thirfts for the living God: 
 VVhen fhalll enter his Abode, 
 
 And there hisBeautie fee ! 
 
 Teares are my Food both night and day ; 
 While, Where's thy God ; they daily fay. 
 
 My Soule in plaints I fhed ; 
 When I remember, how in throngs 
 We fill'd thy Houfe with Praife and Songs 9 
 
 How I their Dances led. 
 
 My Soule, why art thou fo depreft ! 
 VVhy O thus troubled in my breft ! 
 
 With Griefe (b overthrowne ! 
 With conftant Hope on God await : 
 I yet his Name (hall celebrate, 
 
 For Mercy timely fhowne. 
 
 My fainting Heart within me pants : 
 My God, confider my Complaints ; 
 
 My Songs (hall praife thee ftill : 
 Even from the Vale where Jordan flowes ; 
 Where Hermon his high Fore-head (howes, 
 
 FromMitlars humble Hill. 
 
 
 Part. 2, Deepes unto Deeps inraged call, 
 
 Whea 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 53 
 
 When thy darke Spouts of waters fall, 
 And dreadfull Tempeft raves : 
 For all thy Flouds upon me burft, 
 And billowes after billowes thruft 
 To iwallow in their Graves. 
 
 But yet by Day the Lord will charge 
 His ready Mercy to inlarge 
 
 My Soule, furpris'd with cares : 
 He gives my Songs their Argument 5 
 God of my life, I will prefent 
 
 By night to thee my prayers. 
 
 And fay ; My God, my Rocke, O why 
 Am I forgot, and mourning die, 
 
 By Foes reduced to Duft ! 
 Their words like weapons pierce my bones $ 
 While ftill they Echo to my Grones, 
 
 Where is the Lord thy Truft > 
 
 My Soule, why art thou fo depreft ! 
 O why fo troubled in my brett ! 
 
 Sunke underneath thy Load ! 
 With conftant Hope on God await : 
 For I his Name fhall celebrate ; 
 
 My Saviour, and my God. 
 
 PSALME XL I II. 
 
 M 
 
 Y God, thy Servant vindicate : £ s fa ,, 
 
 O plead my Caufe againft their hate., 
 Who feeke my utter fpoile ! 
 
 Deliver from the Mercileffe, 
 
 Who with bold Injuries opprefTe, 
 
 Andprofperin their guile. 
 
 For of my Strength thou art the Lord. 
 Why like to one by thee abhorr'd 
 
 Doft thou my Soule expofe ! 
 Why wander I in blacke araid ! 
 My body worne, my mind diiinaid ! 
 
 Purfu'd by cruell Foes ! 
 
 Thy Favour and thy Truth extend - 
 Let them into my Soule defcend. 
 Conducted by their light 5 
 
 C©adu&ed 
 
54 ^ Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Conduced to thy holy Hill, 
 And Houfe bleft with thy Prefence full 5 
 There to injoy thy fight. 
 
 Then will I to thy Altar bring 
 An acceptable Offering, 
 
 That doft fuch Joyes afford : 
 There on a tunefull Instrument, 
 With Songs that joyne in fweet confent, 
 
 Thy facred praife record. . ; 
 
 My Soule, why art thou fb depreft ! 
 V Vhy O thus troubled in my brefl ! 
 
 Sunke underneath thy load ! 
 With conftant hope on God await ; 
 For I his Name fhall celebrate, 
 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 TSALME XLIV. 
 
 As h T O r d ! we have heard our Fathers ttll 
 
 * ; -*-* The Wonders wrought by thee of old, 
 To them by their great Grandfires told j 
 Flow by thy Hand the Heathen fell 5 
 
 Of fruitful 1 Canaan difpofTeft, 
 And Ifraet planted in their roome ; 
 They perifht by a fearefull Doome, 
 
 While ours in growth and ttrength increaft. 
 
 Not their owne Swords that pleafant Land 
 Did conquer, and their Foes ejed: - 
 Nor did their amies their lives protect : 
 
 It was thy Anne and powerfull Hand ; 
 
 It was the Spendor of thy Face ; 
 
 And by thy Favour they o'rcame. 
 
 My King, my God, O lull the fame ! 
 Salvation fend to Jacobs Race. 
 
 For by thy Aide our Enemies 
 
 Lay bleeding on the trained ground 5 
 And in thy Name we did confound 
 
 Who ever durft againfl us rife. 
 
 Our Sword's unable to defend ; 
 We will not truft in our weake Bowes. 
 
 Thou, 
 
The Pfalmes of David. j j 
 
 Thou, Lord, haft fav'd us from our Foes, 
 And brought them to afhamefull end. 
 
 For this with praifes we adore, Tart, a 
 
 And ever celebrate thy Name : 
 
 But now Thou cafts us off tofhame., 
 Nor lead'ft our Armies as. before. 
 
 Our faces from our Foes reverft ; 
 
 A Spoiletofuchas hunt for blood : 
 
 Thou giv'ft us up as Sheep for food, 
 Among th uncircumcis'd difperft. 
 
 For nought thou doft thy People fell, 
 
 Nor art inriched by their price ; 
 
 Our Neighbours in our fallrejoyce ; 
 A Scorne to all that neare us dwell. 
 
 A By-word to the Heathen growne, 
 
 Who ihake their heads in our difgrace : 
 
 My lhame is (till before my face ; 
 My eyes to Earth with blufhes throwne. 
 
 Sprung from the bold blafphemers taunts, 
 
 And proud Avengers threatning looke : 
 
 Yet, Lord, we have not thee forfboke, 
 Nor faliify'd thy Covenants. 
 
 Our hearts have not their Faith diflblv'd j p^ * 
 
 Our Steps the Path prefcribed keep : ' * * 
 
 Though Thou haft crufht us in the Deep, 
 
 And with the fhadesof Death involv'd. 
 
 For fhould we from the Lord depart, 
 
 Or to ftrange Gods our hearts upreare ; 
 
 O would not this to him appeare, 
 Who knowes the Secrets of our Heart > 
 
 Yet for thy fake are daily flaine $ 
 
 For flaughter mark'd like butcher'd Sheepe» 
 
 Awake, O Lord, why doft thoufleepe ? 
 Rife, nor for ever Vs dildaine. 
 
 O to thy Owne at length returne ! 
 
 Why doft Thou hide thy chearfull face ? 
 
 With-drawing thy accuftom'd Grace 
 From fuch as in Affli&ion mourne > 
 
 For 
 
56 *A Taraphrqfe upon 
 
 For lo ! our Soules, are wrapt in duft ; 
 Our bellies to the Centre cleave": 
 O, for thy Mercies fake receive, 
 
 And fuccour thole who in Thee truft ! 
 
 PSALME XLV. <!■ 
 
 As the 8. \Z\7* T H nea t divine infpir'd, I ling 
 V v A Panegyrick to the King : 
 High Raptures in a numerous fule 
 I with a ready Pen compile. 
 Much fairer then our Humane Race 5 
 Whofe lips like Fountaines flow with Grace: 
 For this the Lord thy Soule fhall blefle 
 Witheverlafting Happinefle. 
 Gird, O molt Mightie, on thy Thigh 
 Thy Sword of Awe and Majeftie : 
 In triumph, arm'd with Truth,ride on ; 
 By Clemencie and Juftice drawne. 
 No mortal 1 vigour (hall withftand 
 The fury of thy dreadfull Hand. 
 Thypiercing Arrowes in the Kings 
 Oppofers hearts fhall dye their wings. 
 Thy Throne no wafte of Time decayes j 
 Thy Scepter facred Juftice fwayes. 
 Thou Vertue lov'ft ; but haftabhorr'd 
 Deformed Vice : for this, the Lord 
 Hath thee alone preferr'd, and fhed 
 The Oyle of Joy upon thy head. 
 Thy Garments, which in Grace excel!, 
 Of A loes, My rrhe, and Caflia fmell 5 ' 
 Brought from the Ivory Palaces : 
 Which more then other Odors pleafe. 
 Kings Daughters,to augment thy State, 
 Among thy noble Damfels wait. 
 The Queene inthron'd on thy Right hand, 
 Adorn'd with Ophyr's golden Sand. 
 Part. 2 . Harke Daughter, and by me be taught j 
 Thy Countrey banifh from thy thought, 
 Thy Houfe and Family forget, 
 His Joy upon thy Beauty fet. 
 He is tny Lord j O bow before i 
 And him eternally adore ! 
 The Daughters of Sea-circled Tyre 
 Shall bring their Purple, and defire 
 
 ■*?&*:. 
 
 (Even 
 
 , 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 
 
 57 
 
 Even they whom Wealth and Honour grace ) 
 
 To fee the iweetneffe oi thy Face. 
 
 Her Mind all Beauties doth infold • 
 
 Her faire limbs clad inpurfled Gold, 
 
 She fhall unto the King be brought, 
 
 In Robes with Phrygian Needle wrought - 
 
 While Virgins on her Traine attend, 
 
 Whole Faith and Friendfhip know no end : 
 
 Whom they with joy fhall lead along ; 
 
 Eterniz'd in a Nuptiall Song : 
 
 And with renew'd Applaufes bring 
 
 Vnto the Palace of the King. 
 
 Thou in thy Royall Fathers place, 
 
 Of Sons malt fee a numerous Race - 3 
 
 Who over all the Earth fhall fway, 
 
 While the cleere Sunne directs the Day. 
 
 My Song fhall celebrate thy Name, 
 
 And to the world divulge thy Fame. 
 
 Tsalme XLVL 
 
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 Od is our Refuge,our ftrong Tower - Securing by his 
 
 mightie Power , When Dangers threaten to devoure. 
 
 
 Thus arm'd, no feares (hall chill our blood ; Though 
 
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 to the flood. 
 
 Although the troubled Ocean rife 
 
 In foaming billowes to the Skies ; 
 
 And Mountaines (hake with horrid noile. 
 
 Cleare ftreames purle from a Cryftall Spring, 
 Which gladnefTe to Gods City bring, 
 The Manfion of th'eternall King. 
 
 He in her Centre takes his place : 
 What Foe can her faire Towers deface, 
 Protected by his early Grace ? 
 
 Tumultuary Nations rofe, 
 
 And armed Troops our walls inclofe ; 
 
 But his fear'd Voice unnerv'd our Foes. 
 
 The Lord of Hofts is on our fide 5 
 
 The God by Jacob magnifi'd ; 
 
 Our Strength, on whom we have reli'd. 
 
 Come, fee the wonders he hath wrought 5 
 
 Who hath to defolation brought 
 
 Thofe Kingdomes , which our ruine fought. 
 
 He makes deftructive. Warre fiirceafe ; 
 The Earth, defl owr'd of her Increafe, 
 Reftores with univerfall Peace. 
 
 He breaks their Bowes, unarmes their Quivers, 
 The bloody Speare in pieces drivers, 
 Their Chariots to the Flame delivers. 
 
 Forbeare, and know that I the Lord 
 
 Will 
 
The Pialmes of David. 
 
 59 
 
 Will by all Nations be ador'd- 
 Prais'd with unanimous accord. 
 
 The Lord of Hofts is on our fide ° 
 
 The God by Jacob magnifi'd ; 
 
 Our Strength, on whom we have reli'd. 
 
 PSALME XLVII. 
 
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 Etallinfweet accord Clap Hands, their Voices raife, 
 
 
 3 
 
 In Honour of the Lord - t And loudly fing his praife: Who 
 
 """ From above ,Dire Lightning flings: The King of Kings, Of 
 
 ::~ B A s s. 
 
 all that move. 
 
 VVhole Nations of our Foes 
 
 Beneath our Feet hath throwne : 
 A faire PofTcflion chofe, 
 For us that are his Owne : 
 Thedignitie 
 Oflfrael; 
 Belov'd fb well 
 By the moll High. 
 
 In Triumph God afcends, 
 With Trumpet (hrill,and Shalmes j 
 P z 
 
 Praife 
 

 6o xA Paraphrafe upon 
 
 Praifehim, who his defends ; 
 O praife our King with Pfalmes ! 
 For God is King 
 Of all the Earth; 
 With facred Mirth 
 His Praiies fing. 
 
 God o're the Heathen reignes 5 
 
 Sits on his holy Throne : 
 All whom the Earth liiftaines, 
 Shall worfhip him alone. 
 His Shield extends 
 In their Defence; 
 His Excellence 
 All height tranfeends. 
 
 PSALME XLVIII. 
 
 As the 8, THe Lord is moft Majefticall ; 
 A Moft highly to be prais'd by all, 
 Within the Citie of our God, 
 And Manfion bleft by his abode. 
 Faire Sion hath a pleafant Site ; 
 Of Earth the Beautie and Delight : 
 Upon the North-fide bordering, 
 The Citie of the Mightie King. 
 God dwels within her loftie Towers • 
 Secur'd from all afTailing Powers. 
 Confpiring Kings her mine fought ; 
 Who armed Troupes before her brought. 
 Part. 2, At once they faw^adrnir'd.and fled ; 
 
 Their hearts fiirpiiz'd with fidden Dread, 
 Such feare,fuch pangs pofleft our foes s 
 As women fufFer in their Throwes. 
 At thy command blacke Eurus rores, 
 And fpreads his wracks on Tharfian fhores. 
 We, what we heard our Fathers tell, 
 Have feene,who in this Citie dwell 5 
 The Citie of our God, which Hee 
 Shall ever from deftruclion free. 
 ThyFavours,Lord, with Thankfulnefle 
 We in thy Temple ftill profefle. 
 A s is thy Name, thou God of Might, 
 So are thy Praifes infinite -, 
 And ftretch to Earths remoteft Bound : 
 Thy Hand for Juftice farre renown'd. 
 
 O 
 
The Plalmes of David. 61 
 
 O Sion, Judah's Diadem, 
 
 You Daughters of Jerufalem, 
 
 Unite your Joyes, and glory in 
 
 Hi9»Judgement, which your eyes have feene. 
 
 Goe waLke the Round of Sion ; tell 
 
 Her Towers ; obferve her Bulwarks well : 
 
 On her faire Buildings caft thine eye ; 
 
 Declare it to Pofteritie. 
 
 For God will ftili our God remaine, 
 
 And us unto our Laft fuftaine. 
 
 PSALME XLIX. 
 
 ALL you who dwell upon the foodfull Earth ; As the i. 
 
 Both Rich and Poore s of bafe and noble birth j 
 Attend: nay Tongue deep wifdome (hall impart j 
 And knowledge from the fbuntaine of my heart. 
 I unto light darke Parables will bring, 
 And to my folemne Harpe iEnigmaes fing. 
 In Mifery and Age why fliould I feare, 
 When Sin purfues my fteps,and Death draws neare ? 
 O you,who Riches as your God adore, 
 And glory in your fcarce poifeiTed Store : 
 VVhocanredeeme his Brother for one Day, 
 Or to the Lord his high-pris'd Ranfome pay ? 
 ( For O, not all the Gold, which Streames conceale ? 
 Or Hiisinclofe, canbanifht Lirerepeale, ) 
 That he might live unto Eternity, 
 Nor in the Earths corrupting Entrailes lye. 
 They fee the \Vife,andFooles,to Death defcend, 
 While others their congefted treafiires fpend : 
 Yet hoping to perpetuate their fame, 
 Proud Structures raife, and call them by their Name, 
 But Man in honour is a Vanitie, p 
 
 That fleets away ; and as a Beaft muft die. 
 In this vaine courfe, they circularly move, 
 And their Pofterity their words approve. 
 Death frail as Sheep devour them in the Duft i 
 Till that great Day fubjedthemto the Juft. 
 Their Strength and Beauty fhall to nothing waft i 
 All nake'd, from their fumptuous Houfes caft, 
 But God fnallfrom the greedy Sepulchre 
 
 My Soule re Jeeme, and to his Joyes preferre. v 
 
 Delpaire not, when a man growes Opulent, 
 And that the Glories of his Houfe augment : 
 For with his thread of Life his Riches end . 
 Norihall his Honours with his Soule defcend. 
 
 Though 
 
6 1 %A Taraphrafe upon 
 
 Though here he live in luxury and eafe ; 
 
 And thofe are prais'd, who their owne Genius pleafe i 
 
 Yet as his Fathers, he fhall fet in Night ; 
 
 Nor ever rife to fee the cheerfull Light. 
 
 Man high in honour, whofe ignoble bred 
 
 No knowledge holds, (ball perifh like a beaft. 
 
 PSALME JL. 
 
 As the i. HpH e God of Gods, Jehovah, (hall convent 
 •*■ All from the Orient to the Suns defcent. 
 From Sions Towers ( of Beauty the Divine 
 And full Perfection ) (hall his Glory (hine. 
 Nor lilent comes : devouring flames before, 
 And round about him horrid Tempefts rore. 
 The righteous Judge, to judge his People, (hall 
 High Heaven and confcious Earth towitneffecall. 
 Aflemble all my Saints, who with one mind 
 My Teftaments with Sacrifice have fign'd. 
 . Then thundring Skies (hall make his Juftice knowne ; 
 When he our God afcends his Judgements Throne. 
 My People, heare - y Thy God, Olfrael. 
 W ill thee convince, and thy Tranfgreflions tell. 
 I blame not thy unfrequent Sacrifice, 
 Nor fumes, which rarely from my Altars rife : 
 I from thy Stall will take no well-fed Steere, 
 Nor from thy Folds a Male-goat of that yeare : 
 For all are Mine, that Woods or Deferts breed, 
 And Herds which on a thoufand mountaines feed : 
 I know all Fowle, which Hils or Valleys yield, 
 And number all the Cattell of the Field. 
 
 Part 2. ^^ *> ^ nun g r y» unto Thee complaine, 
 
 When all is Mine which Sea and Land contaiae r> 
 
 Will I eat flefh of Bulls > or canft thouthinke, 
 
 That I the blood of fhaggy Goats willdrinke ? 
 
 A thankfull heart upon my Altar lay ; 
 
 And righteous Vowes to high Jehovah pay. 
 
 Then call on me in trouble ; I will raife 
 
 Thy Soule from Death, and thou my Name (halt praife. 
 
 But O thou Hypocrite ! Dar'ft thou expiaine 
 
 My Law ? My Covenants with thy lips prophane ? 
 
 That fcorn'ft inftrudion ; doft my Word deipife ; 
 
 Confent'ft with Theeves, andhalt adulterous eyes ? 
 
 Deceit, and (lander tip thy impious tongue : 
 
 Thy brother woundft with Infamy and Wrong. 
 
 Thus didft thou . this did I with (ilence fee ; 
 
 So as thou thought'it, that I was hke to thee. 
 
 But 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 63 
 
 Elnt I will thy Hypocrifie uncafe ; 
 And lay thy ugly crimes before thy face. 
 Confider this, O you, who God neglect : 
 Left I deftroy you, when none can protect. 
 Whopraife for Incenfe offer, honour Me j 
 And upright Soulesfhall my Salvation fee. 
 
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 PSALME LI. 
 
 O r d , to a finner Mercy fhow : « 1 
 
 Which fince in Thee io infinite - ** 
 
 Let all thy ftreames of Mercy flow, 
 
 And purifie me in thy fight. 
 O wafh thou my polluted Soule ! 
 
 O cleanfe me from my bloudy Deed ! 
 That to my Selfe appeare fo foule ; 
 
 And now in true Contrition bleed. 
 My finnes, unmask't, before Thee lye ^ 
 
 Who have deferv'd thy wrath alone : 
 Which I confefle, to teftifie 
 
 Thy Truth, and make thy Jufticeknowne. 
 In finne conceiv'd, brought forth in fin j 
 
 Sin fuckt I from my Mothers breft : 
 Thou lov'ft a heart fincere within, 
 
 Where Wifdome is a conltant gueft. 
 With Hyfope purge, from blemifh cleare - 
 
 O wafh, then falling Snow more white ! 
 Lord, let me thy reiiiiflion heare : 
 
 The Bones, which thou haft broke, unite. 
 Blot out my crimes ; O feparate 
 
 My trembling Guilt far from thy view ! 
 A cleane Heart in my breft create - 3 
 
 A Mind, to Thee confirmed, renew. 
 Nor cart me from thy Prefence,Lord - t p 
 
 Nor O thy holy Spirit withdraw ! 
 But thy life-quickening Grace afford - 
 
 Inlarge my Will t'imbrace thy Law. 
 Then Sinners I with heavenly Food 
 
 Will feed, directed in thy Waves : 
 O my Redeemer, cleanfe from blood 
 
 The Soule, that will thy Mercie praife. 
 Give Thou my Verfe an argument • 
 
 And they thy Goodneffe fhallrefound. 
 No Sacrifice will Thee content . 
 
 Nor Altars with Oblations crown'd. 
 Elfe, I would Hecatombs impart : 
 
 True fbrrow is Thy Sacrifice. 
 
 A broken 
 
64 *A Taraphrafe upon 
 
 A broken and a contrite Heart, 
 
 My God, Thou never wilt defpife. 
 Thy Sion with accuftom'd Grace 
 
 ( Left my foule crimes her fhame procure ) 
 In thy protecting Armesimbrace ; 
 
 And faire Jerusalem immure. 
 Then we, with due Solemnitie, 
 
 To Thee our gratefull Vowes will pay j 
 And Buls, which never Yoke did try, 
 
 Vpon thy flaming Altar lay. 
 
 PSALME LII. 
 
 As the 32. {~*\ Thou in Mifchiefe great, 
 
 *J Why boafts thou in deceit > 
 Gods greater Mercy will 
 Proted: his Servants ftill. 
 Thy Tongue with fraud abounds^ 
 And like a Rafbr wounds ; 
 AlleviUdoftafFed:; 
 All that is good neglect. 
 Lies are thy low delight j 
 To Vertue oppofite : 
 Thy words with treachery 
 The innocent deftroy. 
 God (hall repay thy hate, 
 Thy Stu&ures ruinate ; 
 And make thee curfe thy birth : 
 Then teare thee from the Earth. 
 Thejuftthy fall (hall fee, 
 Feare Him, and laugh at thee. 
 Lohe, who God fbrfooke, 
 Nor for his refuge tooke ; 
 Selfe-ftrengthning with exceffe 
 Of Wealth, and WickednefTe. 
 But I (hall planted be, 
 Like agreene Olive-tree, 
 InGodsowne Houfe $ and will 
 Truft in His Mercies ftill. 
 For this, I evermore 
 Shall thy great Name adore : 
 Thy Promifes exped: ; 
 Thejoyofthyfclecl:. 
 
 PSALME 
 
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 Psalme LIIL 
 
 FOoles,flattering their owne vices, fay As the 12. 
 
 Within their hearts ; God is a Name > 
 Devis'dto make the Strong obey -, 
 To fetter Nature 3 quench her flame : 
 When all this Vniverfall Frame 
 The hands of potent Fortune fway. 
 
 Secure and profperous in ill, 
 
 The feare and thought of God exile. 
 To follow their rebellious will j 
 
 Thinke nothing that delights them vile : 
 
 Their Soules with wicked thoughts defile ~ 
 And all their rbule Defires fulfill. 
 
 God from the Tower of Heaven his eies 
 
 On men,and their endeavours,threw : 
 Not one beheld beneath the Skies, 
 
 That fought him, or his Statues knew : 
 
 All Vice with winged Feet purfue 5 
 But none forfaken Vertue prile. 
 
 O deafe to good ! in knowledge blind ! 
 
 By Sinne through clouds of errour led ! 
 Dull fen/uall Formes, without a Mind ! 
 
 Nor flow, though certaine, Vengeance dread ' 
 
 The Righteous they devoure like bread 3 
 All piety at once declin'd . 
 
 Thefe, idle terrors fliall affright ; 
 
 Their fleeps difturb'd by guilty feare, 
 God (hall their Bones afunder fmite, 
 
 Whoimpious Amies againft him beare j 
 
 Nor they their infamy out-wearej 
 Since defpileable in his fight. 
 
 O that unto thy Ifrael 
 
 The Day-ftarre might from Sion fpring ! 
 And all the fhades of Night expell ! 
 
 When Thou fhalt us from Bondage bring, 
 
 How would we Lord thy Praifesfing ! 
 No joy mould Jacobs joy cxccll. 
 
 Q^ Psalme 
 
66 sA Paraphrafc upw 
 
 TSALME LIV. 
 
 A s the 4. O r d , for thy Promife fake defend, 
 
 4 * JU And Thy All-faving Shield extend : 
 O heare my cries, 
 Which with wet Eyes 
 And fighs to Thee afcend ! 
 
 For cruell men my life purfue ; 
 And who thy Statutes never knew. 
 SupprefTe my Foes : 
 
 fide with thofe, 
 Who to my Soule are true ! 
 
 V Vith vengeance recompenfe their hate ■ 
 And in aninftant ruinate. 
 
 Then will I bring 
 
 My Offering, 
 And Thy great Acts relate. 
 
 Thy Name forever praifedbe ; 
 
 Who from thofe mares haft fet me free : 
 
 Fc r loe, thefe eyes 
 
 My Enemies 
 Defir'd fubveriion fee. 
 
 PSAL'ME LV. 
 
 As the 39, T O r d , to my Prayers incHne thine Eare ; 
 jLa Th'afBicted heare : 
 
 Nor be thou Deafe to my complaint - 
 
 1 or Ol faint! 
 
 Regard the fighes, the grones, the cries, 
 Which from my penfive Soule arife. 
 
 Rais'd by the threatnings of my Foe, 
 
 Which ftorme-like grow ; 
 
 And by blood-thirfty Violence ; 
 Truth my offence : 
 
 VVho flander with their wounding tongues, 
 
 AndprefTe me unto Death with wrongs. 
 
 My heart, a ftranger unto reft, 
 
 Throbs in my breaft : 
 
 The terrours of approching Death 
 Exhauft my breath. 
 
 My 
 
The Pialmes of David. &? 
 
 My finews trembling Feare diflblves, 
 And Horror allmy Powers involves . 
 
 that with Dove-like wings I might 
 
 Take my fwift flight, 
 To calme Retreats of reft, where I 
 
 Conceal'd might lie ! 
 Then would I finde lome WildernefTe, 
 Removed farre from mans accefTe. 
 
 Then all thefe Tempefts , which ariie 
 
 With hideous noife - 
 And with their dreadfull Tumults make 
 
 My Heart to quake ■, 
 
 1 would, far fwifter then the Wind, 
 Or winged Lightnings leave behind. 
 
 Lord, fwallow thofe, whofwell with pride i . Van. z. 
 
 Their Tongues divide : 
 For Strife, and Violence, bent to kill, 
 
 The City fill: 
 Both Day and Night they walke the Round ; 
 Rape, Mifchiefe, Teares, within abound. 
 
 Wild Outrages her ftreets profane, 
 
 And boldly Reigne : 
 Fraud lurking in her Palaces, 
 
 Confpires with thele. 
 Fori, had he his hate profeft, 
 Had fhunn'd, or fhould his wrongs digeft . 
 
 But thou, my Friend,even of my Heart 
 
 The better Part ; 
 Tofbintire a union growne, 
 
 As if but one: 
 Gods Houfe we daily vifited, 
 Both fweetly by one Counfell led. 
 
 Let Death devoure them ; let them dive 
 
 To Hell alive. 
 With mifchiefe their proud roofes abound 
 
 Their hearts unfound : 
 But God my Soule (hall dif-enthrall \ 
 For I upon his Name will call. 
 
 My prayers (hall with the Suns up r if ej Part. 5 . 
 
 Aicend the Skies . 
 
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 0^ 2. Renew'd, 
 
*A Tarapbrqfe upon 
 
 As the 4. 
 
 Renew'd, when he at Noone difplayes 
 
 His fervent Rayes 5 
 Whenhebehindethe Earth defcends, 
 And Day,out-worne withlabour,ends. 
 
 My Cries fhall penetrate the Spheares, 
 And pierce his Eares. 
 
 He fhall my captive Soule releafe, 
 
 And crowne with Peace. 
 
 For in the Fervor of the Fight, 
 
 His Angels fhall protect my Right. 
 
 Th'Eternall Judge, Jehovah, (hall 
 Confound them all ; 
 
 Who onely change from bad to worfe, 
 Nor feare his Curfe. 
 
 Sweet Peace he violated hath, 
 
 And broken his obliged Faith. 
 
 His Words then Butter fmoother farre 5 
 His Thoughts of Warre : 
 
 Words lofter then the fluent Oile 5 
 Yet bent to Spoyle. 
 
 But thou,my Soule,thy cares impofe 
 
 On God, who will redrefle thy woes. 
 
 The Juft he (hall confirme with Joy ; 
 
 Th'Unjuftdeftroy. 
 Thofe who in bloud and fraud delight., 
 
 Shall fet in Night, 
 Before their Noone of Life be paft. 
 But I on God my hopes have placd. 
 
 PSALME LVI. 
 
 OLord,protecl: me by thy Power 
 From fuch as would my Life devoure : 
 VVhomercilefTe 
 Strive to oppreffe ; 
 Nor grant me Truce one houre. 
 
 That would devoure me every Day, 
 And make my chafed Life their prey : 
 
 Yet,Lord,wiliI 
 
 On thee relie ; 
 When Dangers moftdifmay. 
 
 Thy 
 
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 Thy Proniiie I will celebrate s 
 la conftant hope thy Pleafure wait ; 
 With patience beare 
 Thy Stay j norfeare 
 Frailc man, or his vaine hate. 
 
 My words and deeds they daily wreft, 
 And in their thoughts my fall digeft . 
 Vniteinill, 
 Andlurketokill: 
 My Feet can finde no relL 
 
 O (hall they with impunity 
 Efcape, and thus their fins enjoy ? 
 
 Let Death thy rage 
 
 Alone aflwage - 3 
 Them in their guilt deftroy. 
 
 My Wanderings thou haft numbered • 
 Even every Teare mine Eyes have fhed 
 
 Thy Viall holds: 
 
 All in the Folds 
 Of thy large Volume read, 
 
 Aflur'd, that when on GodI call, 
 My Foes fhall by his Fury fall. 
 
 His Promife I 
 
 Will magnifies 
 His Truth divulge to All. 
 
 To him my ready Vowes will pay ; 
 
 My Vowes of Thanks, both night and day : 
 Inwhomltruft : 
 Nor mail th'Unjuft 
 My ftedfaft Hopes difrnay. 
 
 For he hath fnatcht me from the Night 
 Of Death, and kept my foot upright: : 
 
 Thatlmayftill 
 
 Obferve his Will, 
 Andfee the cheerfull Light, 
 
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70 oi Parapbrafg upe» 
 
 As the io. 
 
 PSALME LI. 
 
 OThou, from whom all Mercy fprings, 
 Companionate my Sufferings 5 
 And pity me, 
 That truft in Thee ! 
 O flielter with thy fhady Wings, 
 
 Vntillthefeftormesot Woe 
 Cleare-up, or over-blow ! 
 
 Thee I invoke, O thou Mo{t High, 
 Thou All -performer ! from the Skie 
 Thy Angels fend ; 
 Let them defend 
 My Soule from him that would deftroy : 
 O fend thy Mercy downe 5 
 With Truth thy Promife crowne ! 
 
 For Salvage Lions girt me round, 
 And they whofe Malice knowes no bound j 
 Their cruell Words 
 More fharp then Swords j 
 Their Teeth like Speares and Arrowes wound. 
 To Heaven thy Glory raife ; 
 Let Earth refound thy Praife. 
 
 They fiibtill (hares prepared have, 
 And bow'd my Soule even to the Grave : 
 With wicked wit 
 Havedigg'dapit, 
 From which themfelves they could not fave : 
 But juftlyfell therein, 
 Intrapt by their owne Sin. 
 
 My ravifht Heart flames with defire 5 
 I to the Mulicke of my Lyre, 
 Eternall King, 
 Thy Praife, will fing. 
 Awake my Glory ! Zeale infpire ! 
 Awake my Harp and Lute, 
 Nor in his Praife be mute ! 
 
 To thee, before the Morning rife, 
 My Lips their Calves (hall facrifice : 
 
 Thy Mercy farre 
 
 ThehigheftStarre, 
 
 Thy 
 
The Pialmes of David. 71 
 
 Thy Truth tranfcends the loftie Skies. 
 To Heaven thy Glory raife ; 
 Let Earth refound thy Praife. 
 
 PSALME LVIII. 
 
 PErnicious Counfellors ! Give you As the 4^. 
 
 Sincere advice ? to Juftice true ? 
 Or Vertue but in fhowpurfue > 
 
 Your Hearts are ftill on Mifchiefe bent j 
 
 Your Hands impure and violent - 
 
 Nor favour Truth, nor Wrong prevent. 
 
 Even from the womb they blindly ftray - y 
 Borne, and perverted in one day ; 
 "Lie, flander, flatter, and betray : 
 
 Like Serpents,with black poyfon fwell i 
 Andcharmeth'Inchanterne're fo well, 
 More deafe then Alps, his Charms repell. 
 
 Lord, flit their Tongues, before they fpeak,- 
 Strike out their Teeth, which teare the Weak ; 
 And the young Lions grinders break. 
 
 As Sun-beat Snow, fb let them thaw j 
 And when their weakned Bowes they draw, 
 Let their crackt Arrowes flie like ftraw. 
 
 Let them like Snailes confume away i 
 And as untimely Births decay, 
 Which never faw the cheerfull Day. 
 
 Before their pots can feele the brier, 
 God in the Whirl-wind of his Ire, 
 Shall blaft alive, and burne with fire. 
 
 Sinne with Revenge at length fhall meet - 
 The Godly fhall rejoyce to fee't ; 
 And in their blood fhall wafh their feet. 
 
 Then erring Mortals fhall confefle, 
 There are Rewards for Righteoulhefle, 
 And Plagues for fuchas doe tranfgrefTe, 
 
 PSALME 
 
72 *A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 PSALME LIX. 
 
 As the u. O r d , lave me from mine Enemies ; 
 
 A-* From thofe, who thus againft me rile a 
 
 Like anincenfed Floud: 
 From thofe, who in Impietie 
 Place their delight, and long to die 
 
 Their hands in guiltleffe bloud. 
 
 Lo ! for my Soule they lie in wait : 
 The Mightiejoyne their power and hate, 
 
 Without my blame or crime. 
 Without my crime they weapons take ; 
 And perfecute my Soule. Awake 
 
 My God ! aflift in time. 
 
 Great God of Hofts, of Ifrael, 
 Thefeall-oppr effing Tyrants queftj 
 
 Nor be to Mercy won :, 
 At night their mifchiete they begin i 
 Incenft like fnarling Dogs they grin, 
 
 And through the Citie run. 
 
 Behold ! they Vomit bitter words ; 
 Betweene their lips they brandifti Iwords ; 
 
 Yet fay ; Can thefe be knowne > 
 But, Lord, thou (halt their threats deride; 
 The empty terrour of their pride 
 
 And Malice, vainly Ihowne. 
 
 Part. 2. * an( * m y ft ren g tn are in thy Power. 
 
 In Thee I truft, my Shield ! my Tower ! 
 Thy Mercie, Lord, how great I 
 My Foes fiibje&eft to my will : 
 Subdue, and fcattcr ; but not kill, 
 Left we thy Truth forget. 
 
 O be they in their Pride furpris'd ! 
 Even for the Lies they have devis'd, 
 
 Their curies, and clofe Arts. 
 Confume them, from the Land expell ; 
 To Ihew, God reignes in Ifrael, 
 
 To Earths remoteft parts. 
 
 Hopelefle let them returne with Night, 
 Like grinning Dogs bark, but not bite | 
 About the City rome : 
 
 Pale, 
 
The Pialmes <f David. 7\ 
 
 Pale, meager, and halfe famiflied ; 
 Like vagabonds howle they for bread - t 
 Without or food, or home. 
 
 But I, before the Day-ftar fpring, 
 Will of thy Power and Mercy fing ; 
 
 My Safety in diftrefTe. 
 Thou art my Rock, my ftrong Defence • 
 My living Verfe thy Excellence 
 
 And Bounty fhall exprelle. 
 
 TSALME LX. 
 
 CAst off, and fcattered in thine Ire: As the 2. 
 
 Lord on our woes with pity look. 
 The Lands infore'd Foundations (hook 5 
 V Vhofe yawning ruptures Sighs expire. 
 
 cure the Breaches Thou haft rent, 
 And make Her firmely permanent ! 
 
 Our Souls thou haft with forrow fed ; 
 
 And raad'ft us drinke of deadly Wine : 
 
 Yet now thy Enfienes giv'ft to Thine, 
 Even when befet with trembling dread ; 
 
 That we thy Banner may difplay , 
 
 Whil'ft Truth to Conqueft makes cur way, 
 
 heare us, who thy Aide implore - y 
 
 Lord, with thy owne Right hand defend i 
 To thy Beloved fuccour fend. 
 God by his Sanctity thus fwore ; 
 
 1 Succoths Valley will divide ; 
 
 In Shechems Spoiles be magnifi'd. 
 
 Mine Gilead is, Manafleh mine ; 
 
 Ephraim my ftrength, in battellbold j 
 Thou Judah (halt my Scepter hold : 
 
 1 will triumph on Paleftine. 
 
 Bafe Servitude fliall Moab wafte ; 
 O're Edom I my Shcoe will caft. 
 
 Who will our forward Troups direct, 
 
 To Rabbah ftrongly fortifi'd > 
 
 Or into fandy Edom guide ? 
 Lord, wilt not thou, that didft rejecT:, 
 
 Nor wouldft before our Armies goe, 
 
 Now leade our Hoft againft the Foe > 
 
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74 ^ Tarapkrafe upon 
 
 O then, when Dangers moft affright, 
 
 Doe thou our troubled Souls fuftaine ! 
 
 For loe ! the helpe of Man is vaine. 
 Through Thee we valiantly fhall fight : 
 
 Our flying Foes thou (halt tread downe ; 
 
 And Thine with wreaths of Conqueft crowned 
 
 PSALME LXI. 
 
 As the ij. X/f Y God, thy Servant heare j 
 
 -*-▼ -*0 lend a willing eare ! 
 In exile my lad heart, 
 From Earths remoteftpart, 
 O'rcwhelm'd with Miferies, 
 To Thee for fuccour cries. 
 To that High Rock O leade, 
 So farre above my head ! 
 Thatwert, and art my Tower, 
 A gainft opprefling Power. 
 For to thy facred Court 
 I ever fhall refbrt; 
 Secure beneath thy wings, 
 From all their menacings : 
 Even Thou my fuit haft fign'd ; 
 A King by Thee defign'd, 
 To governe fuch as will. 
 Thy holy Law fulfill. 
 Whom Thou long life wilt give, 
 He Ages (hall out-live ; 
 His Throne (hall ftand before 
 Thy Face for evermore. 
 Thy Mercy, Lord, extend ; 
 Him for thy Truth defend. 
 Then I in chearfull Layes 
 Will celebrate thy praile ; 
 And to Thee every day 
 My Vowes devoutly pay. 
 
 Psalme LXII. 
 
 As the ir T Ord, thou art the only Scope 
 
 f ' JLj Of my never-fainting Hope j 
 
 My Salvation, my Defence, 
 Refuge of my Innocence : 
 Thou the Rock I build upon, 
 Not by man to be o'rethrown. 
 
 J Now 
 
The Pialmes of David. 7 j 
 
 How long will you machinate ! 
 
 Perfecutewith caufleiTe hate ! 
 
 You fhall like a tott'ring wall, 
 
 Like a batter'd Bulwark, fall. 
 
 All confpire to caft me downe ; 
 
 From my browes to teare my Crownc : 
 
 Full of fraud, they blefTe in (how, 
 
 When their Thoughts with curies flow. 
 
 Yet my Soule on God attends 5 
 
 All my Hope on him depends • 
 
 He the Rock I built upon, 
 
 Not by man to be o'rethrown. 
 
 He my Glory, he my Tower, 
 
 Guards me by his faving Power. 
 
 You, who are lincere and juft, 
 
 In the Lord for ever truft : 
 
 Powre your Hearts before his Throne 5 
 
 His, wno can protect alone. 
 
 All that are of highDefcent, 
 
 To the Poore and Indigent, 
 
 Nothing are but Vanitie ; 
 
 Nothing but deceive and lye : 
 
 Balanced , altogether they 
 
 Lighter then a Vapour weigh. 
 
 In Oppreflion truft thou not 5 
 
 Nor in Wealth by Rapine got : 
 
 If thy Riches multiply, 
 
 See thou prize them not too high. 
 
 God faid once . twice have I heard - 
 
 Power is his, by Him conferr'd : 
 
 His is Mercy ; He rewards, 
 
 And, as we deferve, regards. 
 
 PSALME LXIII. 
 
 TO Thee, O God, my God, I pray, As the 34. 
 
 Before the dawning of the Day. 
 My Soule and wafting flefh, 
 With thirfty Ardor Thee defire, 
 In Soiles fcorcht with sethereall Fire, 
 
 Whofe drought no fhowres refrelh z 
 
 That in thy Sanduary I 
 
 May fee thy Power and Majefty, 
 
 Once more with ravilht eyes : 
 My lips ftiall celebrate thy Praife 5 
 
 R % Thy 
 
y6 *A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
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 Thy Goodncfle more then length of daies 
 Or life it felfe I prife. 
 
 ExtolTdwhilel have utterance: 
 To Thee will I my Palmes advance ; 
 
 That wilt with marrow feaft. 
 My Verfe thy Wonders (hall recite 5 
 Reniembred in the filent Night, 
 
 As on my Bed I reft. 
 
 Sccur'd beneath thy (hady Wing, 
 I will in facred raptures (mg : 
 
 And to thy Promife cleave. 
 Thy Hand upholds ; but who with hate 
 My Soule feeke to precipitate 
 
 Hels entrails (hall receive. 
 
 The raging Sword (hall flied their blood 5 
 A prey for Wolves ; for Foxes, food. 
 
 Yet God his King (hall blefle : 
 And fiich as fweare by his great Name. 
 But thofe, whofe Tongues the Juft defame, 
 
 Confufion (hall fupprelTe. 
 
 TSALME LXIV. 
 
 As the 10. HPHou great Protedtor, heare my Cry/ 
 ■*• Save from my dreadfull Enemy. 
 O vindicate 
 From their clofe hate, 
 Who for my Soule in ambufh lie. 
 
 From their blind Rage protect, 
 Who Truth and Thee rejecl:. 
 
 Who whet their Tongues, more (harp then Swords, 
 Their Arrowes draw, even bitter words } 
 To wound th' Vpright, 
 With fierce delight, 
 When Time to their defire accords j 
 Then on a fudden (hoot 3 
 Nor feare divine purfuit, 
 
 Confirm'd in skilfull Malice ; they 
 Compire, their Nets in fecret lay ; 
 
 And fay j What eye 
 
 Can thisdefcry? 
 
 Firi 
 
TbePfalmcsof David. 77 
 
 Firft counfell take j and then betray ; 
 On mifchiefe fet their hearts, 
 Purfu'd by wicked arts. 
 
 But God (hall let his Arrowes flie ; 
 Wound in the twinckling of an Eye 5 
 Each deadly ftung 
 By his owne Tongue, 
 Shall with that fatall poyfon die. 
 Who this behold,orheare, 
 Shall tremble with cold feare. 
 
 Men fhall their Eyes with wonder raife, 
 
 Rehearfehis Deeds,and ling his Praife. 
 
 Eternitie 
 
 Shall crowne their Joy, 
 Wh© walke in hisprefcribed wayes. 
 He to the Pure of Heart 
 His Glorie fhall impart. 
 
 PSALME LXV. 
 
 DUe Honours,Lord,on Thee attend, As the 8. 
 
 Where Sions facred Towers afcend : 
 There thy devoted Israelites 
 Shall pay their Vowes with fblemne Rites. 
 To Thee (hall all Man-kinde repaire. 
 Since thou vouchfaf ft to heare our Prayer. 
 Our Sinnes thy Mercies expiate, 
 When burthen'd with their loathed waight. 
 Thrice happy he,ofwhom thoumaklt 
 Thy choice ; and to thyfervice tak'ft ; 
 That may within thy Courts refide ; 
 There with thy Goodnefle fatisfi'd j 
 And tafte ofthat (incere delight, 
 Which never cloyes the Appetite. 
 From thee,0 God,our Safetie fprings ; 
 Thy Judgement threatens dreadfull things^ 
 Their Hope,whom Soiles remote fuftaine j 
 Who flote upon the toiling Maine. 
 Great is thy Power : propt by thy Hand, 
 Cloud-touching Mountaines ftedfaft ftand, r 
 
 Thou with thy Scepter doftappeafe • 
 The roaring of the high-wrought Seas : 
 And the tumultuarie jarres 
 Of People breathing Blood and VVarres 
 
 Who 
 
7 8 <A Paraphrafeupon 
 
 Part. 2. Who dwell upon the Earth's Confines, 
 They tremble at thy fearefull Signes. 
 Where firft the Sun his bearne difplaies ; 
 And where he fets his golden Raies, 
 They triumph in the fruits of Peace $ 
 Inriched by the Earth's increafe. 
 He Raine upon her Bofbme powres 5 
 His fwelling Clouds abound with Showres : 
 And fo prepares the lufty Soile 
 To recompenfe the Reapers toile. 
 Mellowes the Glebe with fatning juyce, 
 Whole furrowes hopefuil blades produce : 
 With Plenty crownes thefmilingYeares, 
 Shed from the influence of the Spheares : 
 The Defertwith fweet Claverfils ; 
 And richly fhadesthe joyfullHils. 
 Flocks coverall the higher Plaine : 
 The rancker Valleyes cloth'd with Grainc. 
 Thefe in Abundance folacing, 
 Without a tongue thy Praifes ling. 
 
 PSALME LXVI. 
 
 As the 20. TT Appy Sons of Ifrael, 
 
 jLJL Who in plealant Canaan dwell, 
 Fill the Aire withlhouts of Joy ; 
 Shouts redoubled from the Slue. • 
 9 Sing the great Jehovah's Praile • 
 
 Trophees to his Glory raife : 
 Say ; How wonderful I thy Deeds ! 
 Lord, thy Power all power exceeds ! 
 Conqueft on thy Sword doth lit ; 
 Trembling Foes through feare fubmit. 
 Let the many-peopled Earth, 
 All of high and humble birth, 
 Worfliip our eternall King ; 
 Hymnes unto his honour ling. 
 Come, and fee what God hath wrought 5 
 Terrible to humane thought. 
 He the Billowes did divide . 
 Wail'd with waves on either fide, 
 While we pafled lafe and dry : 
 Then our Soules were rapt with joy. 
 Endlefle his Dominion ; 
 All beholding from his Throne. 
 Let not thofe, who hate us moft 3 
 Let not the Rebellious boaft. 
 
 Bleflc 
 
The Pfalmes of David. y* 
 
 BlefTe the Lord ; his Praife be lung, 
 
 While an eare can heare a tongue. 
 
 He our feet eftablifheth ; 
 
 He our Souls redeem's from Death, 
 
 Lord, as Silver purifi'd, Part, i. 
 
 Thou haft with Affliction tri'd : 
 
 Thou haft driv'n into the net; 
 
 Burthens on our fhoulders let : 
 
 Trod on by their Horfes hooves ; 
 
 Theirs, whom Pity never moves. 
 
 We through fire, with flames imbrae'dj 
 
 We through raging flouds have pafs'd: 
 
 Yet by Thy conducting hand, 
 Brought into a wealthy Land. 
 I will to thy Houle repaire j 
 Worfhip, and thy Power declare : 
 Offerings on thy Altar lay j 
 All my vowes devoutly pay, 
 Vtter'd with my heart and tongue, 
 When oppreft with powerfull Wrong. 
 Fatlings I will facrifice j 
 Incenfe in perfumes mall rife ; 
 Bullocks, Ihaggy Goats, and Rams 
 Offer'd up in facred flames. 
 You, who great Jehovah feare, 
 Come, O come, you bleft, and heare 
 What for me the Lord hath wrought, 
 Then, when neereto mine brought. 
 Fervently to Him I cry 'd ; 
 I his Goodneffe magnifi'd. 
 If I Vices mould affeel:, 
 Would not He my Prayers reject : 
 But the Lord my Prayers hath heard, 
 Which my tongue with teares preferr'd, 
 Sourfe of Mercy, be Thou bleft, 
 That haft granted my Requeft. 
 
 PSALME LXVII. 
 
 TOr d fhowre on us thy Grace, As th . 
 
 JU Innch with Gifts divine: ^ /0 
 
 Let thy illuftrious Face 
 Upon thy Servants mine : 
 That all below 
 The arched Skie, 
 May Thee, and thy 
 Salvation know* 
 
 t,es 
 
8 o sA Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Let all thy Praifc rehearfc, 
 With one united Voyce : 
 Sing in melodious Verfe j 
 Eternally rejoyce. 
 Thy Power obey, 
 Whofejufticcfoall 
 DifpofcofAllj 
 All Scepters fway. 
 
 Let all extoll thy Worth : 
 
 Then fhall the Trailing Earth 
 Her pleafant fruits bring forth i 
 Nor ever rnourne in Dearth. 
 We who implore, 
 Thy Bleffings find j 
 And all Mankind 
 With fcare adore. 
 
 PSALME LXVIII. 
 
 As the 8. T E t God, the God of Battaile, rife * 
 JL# And fcatter his proud Enemies. 
 O let them flee before his face, 
 Like fmoke, which driving tempefts chace. 
 As Wax diflblves with fcorching Eire j 
 So perifh in his burning Ire. 
 But let the Juft with joy abound : 
 In joyfull Songs his Praiferefound : 
 VVho riding on the rowling Spheares, 
 The Name of great Jehovah beares. 
 Before his Face your joyes exprefle : 
 A Father to the fatherlefle. 
 He wipes the teares from Widowes eyes • 
 The lingle plants in Families ; 
 Inlarging thofe who late were bound : 
 While Rebels ftarve on thirfty Ground. 
 When he our numerous Army led, 
 And march't through Deferts,full of dread j 
 Heaven melted, and Earths Centre fhooke, 
 With his majefticke Prefence ftrooke. 
 When Ifraels God in Clouds came downe 9 
 Part. 2. High Sinai bow'd his trembling Crowne. 
 He in th'approch of meager Dearth, 
 With fhowres refrelht the fainting Earth : 
 Where his owne Flocke in fafety fed 5 
 The Needy unto plenty led. 
 
The Pfalmes of Davfd . %\ 
 
 By Him wc conquer: Virgins fing 
 Our Victories, and Timbrels ring. 
 He Kings with their vaft Armies fbiles ; 
 While women fhare their wealthy fpoiles. 
 You who among the Pots havelaine 
 In Soot and Smoke, (hall fhine againe ; 
 Bright,as thefilver-feather'd Dove, 
 V Vhofe wings with golden Splendor move. 
 When he the Kings had overthrowne, 
 Our Land like fhowy Salmon (hone. 
 Gods Mountaine Bafhans Mount tranfeends • 
 Though he his many Heads extends. 
 ' Why boaftyoufo,ye meaner Hils? 
 God with his Glory Sionfils : 
 This his beloved Refidence ; 
 Nor ever will depart from hence. 
 
 His Chariots twenty thoufand were, p art 
 
 Which Myriads of Angels beare ; 
 He in the midft, as when he crown'd 
 High Sinai's fan&ified ground. 
 Lord, Thou thy Selre haft rais'd on high ; 
 Thou captivat'ft Captivitie. 
 Deckt with the trophees of his Foes, 
 The gifts receiv'd on his beftowes ; 
 Reducing thofe who did rebell; 
 That both might in his Sion dwell, 
 
 praifed be the God of gods, 
 VVho his with daily blellings loads *• 
 The God of our Salvation, 
 
 On whom our hopes depend alone. 
 The Controverfe of Life and Death 
 Is arbitrated by his Breath. 
 He on their heads his Foes (hall wound - 
 Their hairy fcalps, whofe fins abound, 
 And in their trefpafTes proceed. 
 Thus fpake Jehovah ; Jacobs Seed 
 
 1 will from Baftian bring againe, 
 
 A nd through the bottome of the Maine t 
 
 That Dogs may lap their enemies bloud - 
 
 And they wade through a crimfon Floud, 
 
 We in thy Sanduary late, p ar t ^ 
 
 My God, my King, beheld thy State. 
 
 The facred Singers marcht before ; 
 
 VVho instruments of Muficke bore, 
 
 In order followed : every Maid 
 
 Vpon her pleafant Timbrell plaid, 
 
 S Hi* 
 
$z oi Parapbrafe upon 
 
 His Praife in your Aflemblics fing, 
 You who from Ifraels Fountaine fpring. 
 Nor little Benjamin alone, 
 But Judah from his Mountaine-throne • 
 The farre removed Zebulun ; 
 And Naphtali which borders on 
 Old Jordan, where his ftreame dilates ^ 
 Joyn'd all their Powers and Potentates. 
 For us his winged Souldiers fought : 
 Lord ftrengthen, what thy hand hath wrought. 
 He that fupports a Diadem, 
 To Thee, divine Jerufalem, 
 Shall in Devotion treafiire bring, 
 To build the Temple of his King. 
 Part. f. Break through their Pikes ; the multitude 
 Of Buls, with favage ftrength indu'd ; 
 Till they with gifts fweet Peace invite ; 
 But fcatter thole, whom Wars delight. 
 Far off from Sun-burnt Meroe, 
 From falling Nilus ; from the Sea 
 Which beats on the ./Egyptian fhore, 
 Shall Princes come, and here adore. 
 You Kingdomes, through the World renown'd, 
 Sing to the Lord ; his praife refound : 
 He who Heavens upper Heaven beftrides, 
 And on her aged moulders rides : 
 Whofe voyce the Clouds afunder rends - t 
 In Thunder terrible defcends. 
 O praife his Strength - y whofe Majefty 
 In Ifrael fliines, his Power on high. 
 He from his Sanctuary throwes 
 A trembling horror on his Foes : 
 While us his Power and Strength inveft. 
 O Ifrael, praife theEver-bleft. 
 
 As the 22. 
 
 Psalme LXIX. 
 
 LO r d , match me from the raging Floud i 
 Now in deepe Eddies ahnoft drown'd : 
 That ftruggle in the yeelding mud, 
 
 There, where no bottome can be found : 
 The rifing waves my head furround, 
 And with their terrors chill my Bloud. 
 
 Tir'd with complaining ; hoarfe, and fore j 
 Sight failes my long-expe&ing Eyes : 
 
 My 
 
The Pfalmes^ David. 8$ 
 
 MyHaires are not in number more, 
 The n my uninjur'd Enemies. 
 The great in wrong againft me rife • 
 I, what I never tooke,reitore. 
 
 My God,Thou know'ft my Innocence : 
 
 Let not the faithfull blufh for me, 
 Traduc'd by ilandercus Impudence : 
 
 Nor 6 ! let thofe that call on Thee, 
 
 Theirfhameinmy Confufion fee ; 
 Since Thou art our profeft Defence. 
 
 For Thee I faffer Calumnies ; 
 
 To Men become a generall fcorne * ' 
 
 Delerted by my neare Allies 5 
 
 By children of my Mother borne : 
 
 Through zeale unto thy Honour worne, 
 While thy reproch upon me lies. 
 
 I fafted,wept,in Sack-cloth mourn'd 5 
 
 My anguifh in my lookes expreft : 
 Yet this to my derifion turn'd • 
 
 By Drunkards fung at every Feaft : 
 
 Even Judges at my forrow jeft s 
 My Innocence by flander fpurn'd* 
 
 Yet fliall my Praiers and Sighes aicend Part 2. 
 
 Even in an acceptable home. 
 Thy Mercie, gracious Lord, extend; 
 
 And fave by thy Almightie Power. 
 
 Let not the fwallowing mud devoure : 
 Preferve from fiich a fhamefull end. 
 
 Deliver from th'infulting Foe ; 
 
 My ftrugling Feet from finking keepe : 
 
 Let not the Billowes overflow, 
 
 Nor Whirle-pits fucke into their Deepe, 
 
 O pitie Thou the Eies that weepe: 
 And thy Tranfcendent Mercie fhow» 
 
 Heare,and redeeme without delay ; 
 
 Nor in my trouble hide thy Face : 
 Left 1 become a wretched prey 
 
 To fuch as have my Soule in chafe. 
 
 My fname,indignities,difgrace 
 And all their crimes before Thee lay, 
 
 S 2 Reproch 
 
84 d Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Reproach my bleeding heart hath pierc't : 
 
 Was ever Sorrow halfe fo great ! 
 Companion hath her Eyes averft • 
 
 My Griefe no comfort could intreat: 
 
 They gave me bitter Gall to eate j 
 And Vineger to quench my Thirft. 
 
 O be their board a fnarc tothofe ! 
 
 Profperitie it Telle a Bait ! 
 Their Eyes in clouds of darkenefTe clofe ; 
 
 And let them fall by their owne weight : 
 
 Powre on them thy Eternal] hate i 
 With vengeance multiply their woes. 
 
 Part 3. In Ruines let their Houfes lie ; 
 
 None in their filent Tents be found - y 
 That would, whom thou haft fmit,deftroy ; 
 
 And wounded Soules with ilander wound. 
 
 Let their iniquities abound 5 
 Nor ever in thy Merciejoy. 
 
 Their names out of thy Volume blot ; 
 
 Nor with the Juft inthrone their Dayes. 
 Though poore } to mifery begot j 
 
 Yet Thou (halt my dej edition raife : 
 
 Then will I celebrate thy Praife : 
 My thankefull Heart no time fliallipot. 
 
 This will Jehovah more delight, 
 
 Then Buls prepar'd for Sacrifice : 
 Their guilded Homes with Garlands dight. 
 
 This fliall the Me eke with pleafed Eyes 
 
 Behold,and centuple their joyes : 
 Their Day fliall never fet in Night. 
 
 For God the Poore regards,and thole, 
 . Who for his fake affliction trie. 
 Round Earth, deepe Seas,what Seas indole i 
 You Orbs,that move fo orderly 5 
 Our great Jehovah magnifie, 
 Who crownes his Saints with fweet Repole. 
 
 For God his Sion (hall immure, 
 
 And Judah's Cities build againe : 
 Where they (hall ever live fecure j 
 
 A faire inheritance obtaine : 
 
 There 
 
The Pfalmestjf David. 85 
 
 There (hall their blefTed Seed remaine ; 
 And fafely that rich Soile manure. 
 
 PSALME LXX. 
 
 HA s t, Lord j from fuch as would devoure, As tne ^. 
 
 Defend by thy almightie Power : 
 Delay not in fo iear'd an Houre. 
 
 But let confufion feaze on tho/e, 
 
 Who feeke my Soule • to fhame expofe : 
 
 Be fudden in their overthrowes. 
 
 Let thofe with infamie returne • 
 
 Dejed:ed,and unpittied, mourne- 
 
 Who laugh,and blaftme with their fcorne, 
 
 Who love thy Name,withjoy inveft : 
 Let them in fhades of Safetie feaft ; 
 And ever fay,The Lord be bleft. 
 
 But I am poore,and full of need : 
 
 Haft, Lord ; deliver me with fpeed ; 
 
 Our 6trength,our Help,from Thee proceed, 
 
 Psalme LXXI. 
 
 I To thy Wing for refuge flie - As the 34. 
 
 Protect me from fbule Infamy ; 
 Lord, in thy Juftice fave. 
 Deliver from their treacherous Snares : 
 O favourably heare my Prayers 5 
 
 Snatch from the yawning Grave. 
 
 Be thou my FortrefTe of Defence ; 
 There let me fix my Refidence. 
 
 O Thou, my Rocke ! my Tower ! 
 Who haft thy Angels given in charge, 
 That they thy Seruants fhould in large 
 
 From circumventing Power. 
 
 Deliver from their cruell might, 
 Whofe wicked hands in blood delight : 
 
 Left I their prey become. 
 Thou art my hope \ even from my Youth 
 Havel reli'd upon thy Truth ; 
 
 By Thee kept in the wombe : 
 
 From 
 
86 ,4 Taraphrafe upon 
 
 From thence extracted by thy Care. 
 Though, as a Prodigie they Hare 
 
 On me with wondring eyes ; 
 Yet Thee, my ftrength x my Song flhali praife, 
 And to the Starres thy glory raife , 
 
 W hile Sunnes (hall fet and rife. 
 
 p O caft not off, when full of dayes ; 
 
 Forfake not, when my Strength decayes : 
 
 Watcht by confpiring Foes. 
 God hath abandoned him, fay they j 
 Now let us make his life our prey : 
 
 VVho ihall our power oppofe ? 
 
 My God clofe to thy fervant ftand, 
 And helpe him with a fpeedy hand : 
 
 Thole in their pripe confound, 
 Who perfecute my wretched Soule - 3 
 Let Death their impious rage controule, 
 
 And with diflionour wound. 
 
 ,j 
 But I will ever hope,and raife 
 My Voice to multiply thy Praife $ 
 
 ThyRighteoufnefTe diiplay, 
 Thy manifold Deliveries : 
 Which 6 ! no number can comprife ; 
 
 Thus fpend the harmelefle Day. 
 
 I in thy Strength, though old and weake, 
 VVillwalke,and of thy Juftice fpeake j 
 
 Of thine, even thine alone. 
 Thou haft informed me from my Youth : 
 I, to this houre,with fingle Truth, 
 
 Thy wondrous workes have fhowne, 
 
 p Now in the Winter of my yeares ; 
 
 art 3 ' V Vhen Time hath fnow'd upon my haires, 
 Abandon not,6 Lord ; 
 Till I unto this Age proclame 
 Thy Mightie Power s in Songs the fame 
 Unto the next record. 
 
 Thy Counfels depth our fearch exceeds : 
 How admirable are thy Deeds ! 
 
 O who is like to Thee ! 
 Thou haft affli&iouson me Iaine $ 
 
 Yet 
 
The Plalmes of David. 
 
 87 
 
 Yet fhalt thou quicken me againe, 
 
 And from Earths entrailes free. 
 
 Still thou my glorie wilt increafe, 
 And comfort with the joyes of Peace. 
 
 I, in a living verfe, 
 Unto my warbling Harpe will fing 
 Thy praifes,0 eternall King ; 
 
 Thy noble Acl:s rehearfe. 
 
 Unto my Voice, and Inftrument 
 Shall my exalted Soule confent ; 
 
 By Thee redeem'd from Death : 
 Thy Juftice every Day proclaime ; 
 That now haft cloth'd my Foes with Shame , 
 
 Diiperfedby thy breath. 
 
 PsalmeLXXII. 
 
 
 He King, Jehovah, with thy Juftice crownej 
 And in a Godlike reigne his Son renowne. He (hall with 
 
 equitie thy People iway ; And Judgement in the fcales of 
 
 Silllilf 
 
 Juftice waigh. 
 
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 Then little Hils fhall riot with increafe ; 
 And Mountaines flourifh in thefruits of Peace. 
 He fhall the Poore from Violence protect - t 
 Exalt the Humble,and the Proud dejed:. 
 They,while the reftlefle Sunne directs the Yeare ; 
 While Moones increafe and waine,thy Name (hall feare. 
 He fhall defcend like plenty-dropping Showres, 
 Which cloath the Earth,and fill her Lap with flowers. 
 The Juft fhall flourifh in his happy Dayes, 
 And Peace abound, while Stars extend their Raies. 
 He fhall from Sea to Sea inlarge his Reigne ; 
 Fromfwift Euphrates to the fartheft Maine. 
 The wilde Inhabitants, that live by prey 
 In fcortched Deferts,fhall his Rule obey. 
 His Foes fhall licke the Duft,rich with their Spoyles. 
 Kings of the Ocean , and Sea -grafped lies, 
 Shall orient Pearle,andfparkling Stones prefent • 
 Gold from the Sun-burnt Ethiopians fent. 
 Thefwart Sabasans,and Panchaia'sKing, 
 Shall Caffia,Myrrhe,and facred Incenfe bring. 
 Part. 2. AH Kings fhall homage to this King affoord ; 
 All Nations fhall receive him for their Lord. 
 He fhall th'Oppreiled heare,the Poore defend • 
 The Needie fave.and fuchas have no friend : 
 Redeeme their Soules from Fraud, and Violence • 
 And fhall with Blood revenge their Bloods expenfe,. 
 For this,he long and happily fhall live : 
 To him they fhall the Gold of Shebagive. 
 The People for their King fhall hourelypray : 
 HisPraifesfing.andblefTehimDay by Day. 
 Ranke crops of Corne fhall on high Mountaines grow, 
 And fhake like Cedars when rough Tempefts blow. 
 The Citizens fhall profper and abound; 
 Like blades of Graffe, which cloath the pregnant ground 
 His Name fhall laft to all Eternitie : 
 Even while the Sunnc illuminates the $kie. 
 All Nations fhall in Him be bleft : Hiirfall 
 The habitable Earth fhall blefTed call. 
 O praifed be our God ! That King of Kings, 
 Who onelycanaccomphfh wondrous things ! 
 For ever celebrate his glorious Name, 
 And fill the World with his illuftrious Fame. 
 
 Amen, Amen, 
 
 Here end the Prayers of ^uvidthe 
 Sonne of lejfe. 
 
A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 THIRD BOO'KE 
 
 OF THE 
 PSALMES OF DAVID. 
 
 PSALME LXXIII. 
 
 HPHat Power of powers, who Ifrael protects, As the r. 
 
 •*■ The Pure of heart eternally affe&s. 
 Yet I began to ftagger in my Faith ; 
 My Feet almoft had fwerved from his Path, 
 VVhen I the Foole beheld with envious eyes ; 
 Saw profperous Vice to Wealth and Honour rife. 
 Their Thread of Life is clofe and firmly fpun j 
 Whom feeble Age, and pale Difeafes fhun. 
 They, while we fuffer, furfcit in content ; 
 As if alone exempt frompunifhment. 
 Pride hangs like precious Chains about their necks- 
 And Violence in robes of Purple decks. 
 Their fwolne eyesfhine with uncontrolled excefle ; 
 Who more, then what their hearts canwiih,po(TeiTe. 
 Even glory in their foule Impietie ; 
 And fpeake like Thunder from the troubled Skie. 
 Dire Blafphemiesagainft high Heaven they caft ; 
 The fuffering Earth their Pride and Slander blaft. 
 The Good notfeldome through their Scandallftray, 
 And preft with Miferies, in Paffion lay ; 
 
 how can we the Lord All-feeing call ! 
 Or think he cares what unto men befall ! 
 When lo ! the Wicked withfucceffe are crown'd, 
 And in the pleafures of this world abound. 
 
 1 to no end nave purg'd my heart of ftaine ; 
 In Innocence have cleans'd my hands in vaine ; 
 That thus with daily punilhments am worne, 
 And ftill chaftifed with the rifine Morne. 
 
 b T If 
 
o o ^ Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Part. 2. If I gave words unto fuch thoughts as theie, 
 I mould th'aflfemblies of thy Saints difpleafe : 
 For then,what were it to be juft,or good ? 
 My Soule this fecret never underftood s 
 Till I into thy San&uarie came, 
 And there beheld their honour end in Shame. 
 Thou haft on ilippery hights their greatnefle plac'd » 
 Downe Head-long from their Noone of glory caft. 
 How are theyamto Defolation brought ! 
 Gonfumed in the moment of a thought ! 
 Such as apleafant dreame when Sleepe forfakes 
 Our flattered fenfe : fo, when thy Wrath awakes, 
 Thou in thy dreadfull furie fhalt deftroy 
 Their emptie and Imaginary joy. 
 Thefe former thoughts did my weake Soule moleft • 
 So ignorant - fo vaine ; fo like abeaft. 
 Yet I by thy Divine fupportance ftand : 
 Thou held ft me up by thy Almightie hand. 
 Thou by thy counfell fhalt diredt my waies } 
 And after to eternallGlorie raife. 
 For whom have I but Thee in Heaven above > 
 Or what on Earth can my Affections move ? 
 My Thoughts and flefli arefraile : yet Lord, thou art 
 My Portion,and the Vigour of my Heart. 
 Who thee abandon, fball to Death defcend ; 
 And they whofe knees to curfed Idols bend. 
 I as my dutie, will to God repaire • 
 OnHimrelie,andhis great Acl:s declare. 
 
 PSALME LXXIV. 
 
 As the 14, T O r d ; why haft Thou abandoned « 
 Jl-i O why forever ! (hall thine Ire 
 
 Confume,like a devouring Fire, 
 The Sheepe which in thy paftures fed ! 
 
 O thinkeof thofe, who were thy owne ; 
 By Thee of old from bondage brought : 
 Th'Inheritance which thou haft bought, 
 
 And Sion thy affected Throne. 
 
 Come, O come quickly, andfurvey 
 Whatfpoile the barbarous Foe nath made,, 
 Lo ! all in heaps of mines laid ; 
 
 Thy Temple their accurfed prey. 
 
 Like 
 
The Pialmes of David- 9 i 
 
 Like Lions,with ftiarpe Famine whet, 
 
 They in thy Sandtuane roare ; 
 
 All purple in thy Peoples gore ; 
 And there their conquering Enlignes fet. 
 
 It was efteern'd a great renowne 
 
 With Axe tofquare the Mountaine Okes : 
 
 Now they demolifh with their ftrokes, 
 And hew the carved Fabricke downe. 
 
 Who lo ! with all-infolding flame, 
 
 The beautie of the Earth devoure ; 
 
 Profanely proltrate on the rloore 
 That Temple facred to thy Name. 
 
 Now (faid they)withafudden hand, 
 
 GiveweagenerallEnd to all. 
 
 By Fire the holy ftrudhires fall, 
 Through this depopulated Land. 
 
 No Miracles amaze our Foes h Part. 2. 
 
 There are no Prophets to divine, 
 
 That might our miferies decline ; 
 None know the period of our woes. 
 
 Ah ! how long (hall our Enemies 
 
 Exult, and glory in our fhame ! 
 
 How long mail they Blaipheme thy Name a 
 Great God, and thy flow Wrath defpife! 
 
 Thy Hand out of thy Bofome draw -, 
 
 Nor longer thy Revenge with-hold : 
 
 My God.thou waft our King : The old 
 Amazed World thy Wonders law. 
 
 Thou ftruck'ft the Erythraean waves, 
 
 When Seas from Seas in tumult fled j 
 
 Brak'fttheiEgyptian Dragons head ? 
 And mad'ftthejoyningFlouds their Graves, 
 
 That great Leviathan of Nile, 
 
 To Beafts and Serpents,which poflefle 
 
 Thedrie and foodlefleVVildernelTe, 
 By Thee delivered for a Spoile. 
 
 Thou clav'ft the Rock, from whofe greene wound 
 The thirft expelling Fountains brake : 
 
 T 2 Thou 
 
p 2 tA Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Thou mad'ft the heady Streames forfake 
 Their Chanels, and become dry ground. 
 
 Part, i . The cheerfull Day , Night cloth' d in (hade } 
 The Moon and radiant Sun are Thine : 
 Thy Bounds the fwelling Seas confine j 
 Summer and Winter by Thee made. 
 
 Great God of gods, forget notthofe 
 Who Thee reprochfully defpife. 
 Remember, Lord, the Blafphemies, 
 
 Call on thee by our frantick Foes. 
 
 O ! to the wicked Multitude 
 Surrender not thy Turtle-dove : 
 Nor from thy tender care remove 
 
 The Poore, by powerfull Wrong purfu'd. 
 
 Thy Cov'nant, bound by Oath, maintain : 
 For Darknefle over-lpreads the Face 
 Of all the Land ; in every place 
 
 Deftru<5tion, Rape, and Slaughter reign. 
 
 Let not th oppreft returne with (harne ; 
 But crown thee with deferv'd applaufe : 
 O patronize thy proper Canfe : 
 
 Remember, Fooles revile thy Name. 
 
 O let their Sorrowes never ceafe, 
 
 Who blaft Thee with their Calumnies. 
 The tumuls of their Pride, who rife 
 • Againft Thee, every day increafe. 
 
 PSALME LXXV. 
 
 As the 8, 
 
 THy Praifes, OeternallKing, 
 Our Soules in facred Verfe will fing. 
 The wonders of thy Works declare ; 
 Thy Prefence in thy Power and Care. 
 When I fhall weare the Hebrew Crown, 
 High Juftice fhall my Reign renown. 
 The Land with weakning Difcord rent, 
 The People without Government, 
 Faint and diflblve. Her Pillars I 
 Support, her Breaches fortifie. 
 Proud Man, Ifaid, renounce thy Pride ; 
 Thou Foole, thy Folly caft afide. 
 
 Doc 
 
TkePfalmcsif David. n> 
 
 Doe not fo high your Homes eredt j 
 
 Nor bellow, as with yoke uncheckt. 
 
 Preferment from the Orient, 
 
 Nor from the Evening-Suns Defcent, 
 
 Nor Defert comes : God guides our Fates i 
 
 He raifeth, and He ruinates. 
 
 A cup of red and mingled Wine 
 
 He poureth out to me and mine : 
 
 But every Rebell in the Land ' . 
 
 Shall drink the Dregs, fqueezd by his Hand, 
 
 His noble A&s I will relate ; 
 
 The God of Jacob celebrate ; 
 
 SupprefTe the Wicked, and their waves - 
 
 The Juft to Wealth and Honour raife. 
 
 Psalme LXXVI. 
 
 GO d in Judahis renown d - As the z 9 * 
 
 Salem with his Temple crown'd : 
 He inlacred Sion dwels i 
 Ifrael his wonders tels. 
 He their flying Enfignes teares ; 
 Shivers the Aflyrian Speares. 
 He their Swords, Shields, Arrowes, broke } 
 Kill'd, iubdu'd, without a ftroke. 
 Thou more excellent then they, 
 That on Juries Mountains prey : 
 Who the Great in battell foil'd ; 
 Of their lives and honours fpoil'd. 
 Not theMightie could with-ftand, 
 Nor fo much as find a hand. 
 Princes, by thy onely breath, 
 With the Vulgar fleep in Death. 
 Terrible unto thy Foes : 
 O, who can thy Wrath oppofe ! 
 When as they thy Thunder heare, 
 Mortals ftand amaz'd, andfeare : 
 When from thy eternall Reft 
 Thou defcend'ft, to fave th'Oppreft- 
 Malice but it lelfe betraies ; 
 And converts into thy praife. 
 Future rage thou (halt reftrain, 
 Making their indeavours vain. 
 Jacobs Seed, with one accord, 
 Pay your Vowes unto the Lord. 
 Holy Levitesy Offerings bring . 
 Of his glorious Conqueftfing. 
 
£4 ^ Parapbrstfe upon 
 
 He, who Princes overthrowes, 
 O, how fearefull 4 to his Foes » 
 
 PSALME LXXVII. 
 
 As the s . *TP O God I cri' d - y He heard my cries : 
 
 1 Againe, when plung'd in miferies, 
 Renew'd with railed hands and eyes. 
 
 My feftred wounds ran all the Night i 
 No comfort could my Soule invite 
 To relilh long out-worn delight. 
 
 I call'd upon the Ever-bleft : 
 And yet my troubles ftill increaft ; 
 Almoft to Death by forrowpreft. 
 
 Thou keep'ft my galled eyes awake : 
 Words faile my griefe ; lighs onely /pake, 
 Which from my panting bolbme brake. 
 
 Then did my Memory unfold 
 
 The wonders, which thou wrought'ftof old, 
 
 By our admiring Fathers told. 
 
 The Songs, which in the Night I lung ; 
 
 When deeply by affliction ftung : 
 
 Thefe thoughts thus mov'd my dcfperate tongue j 
 
 Wilt thou for ever, Lord, foriake ! 
 Nor pity onth'affli&ed take ! 
 O fhall thy mercy never wake ! 
 
 Wilt thou thy promife falfifie ! 
 Muft I in thy difpleafure die ! 
 Shall Grace before thy Fury flie S 
 
 This faid ; I thus my Paffions checkt : 
 His changes on their ends reflecl:, 
 Topunifh and reft ore th'Elecl:. 
 
 Part. 2. ^ s g reat Deliverance (hall dwell 
 
 In my Remembrance ; I will tell 
 What in our Fathers daies befell. 
 
 His'counfels from our reach are let ; 
 
 Hid in his fa c red Cabinet. 
 
 What God like ours ! fo Good ! fo Great ! 
 
 Who 
 
TbePCsdmcsqf David. 95 
 
 Who wonders can effed: alone 5 
 His Peoples great Redemption ; 
 To Jacobs Seed, and Jofephs knowne. 
 
 The yielding Floods confefTe thy Might 5 
 The Deeps were troubled at thy Sight - 
 And Seas recoil'd in their affright. 
 
 The Clouds in ftorms of raine defcend - 
 The Aire thy hideous Fragors rend ; 
 Thyarrowes dreadfull flames extend. 
 
 Thy Thunders rorings rake the Skies ; 
 Thy fatall Lightning fwiftly flies j 
 Earth trembles in her agonies. 
 
 Thy Wayes even through the Billoweslie : 
 TheFlouds then left their Chanels dry 5 
 No Mortall can thy fteps defcry. 
 
 Like Flocks through WildernefTe of Sand^ 
 Thou led'ft us to this pleafant Land ; 
 By Mofesandby Aarons hand. 
 
 PSALME LXXVIII. 
 
 MY People, heare my Words ; X will unfold * * 
 
 Darke Oracles, and Wonders done of old s A3 me 4 2 ' 
 
 By our great Anceftors both heard and knowne, 
 Succeffively unto their Children fhowne j 
 Which we will to Pofterity relate s 
 That People, yet unknowne, may celebrate 
 Gods Power, his Praife, and glorious Adts : fince He 
 Will's this Tradition by divine Decree j 
 Vntill one Day (hall give the World an end : 
 That all their hopes might on his Help depend. 
 Nor ever let his noble Actions fleep 
 In darke oblivion, but his Statutes keep. 
 Vnlike their rebell Sires, a ftubborn Race ; 
 Who fell from God, nor fought his flighted Grace» 
 The Ephraimites, though expert in their Bowes, 
 Though arm'd, ignobly fled before their Foes : 
 Who vainly brake the Covenant of their God j 
 Nor in the wayes of his prefcription trod, 
 Forgot his famous A&s, his Wonders fhown 
 In Zoanj and the Plaines by Nile o'reflowri 3 
 
 He 
 
y 6 *A Paraphrafe ufou 
 
 He brought thein through the bowels of the Floud i 
 The parted Waves like folidMountaines flood. 
 By day with leading Clouds affords a fhade « 
 By night a flaming Pyramisdifplaid. 
 Hard Rocks, He in the thufty Deferts, clave, 
 And drink out of their ftony Entrails gave : 
 Even from their barren fides the waters gufht, 
 And down in rivers through the vallies rufht. 
 
 Part. 2. Yet ftill they finn 'd, and meat to fatisfie 
 
 Their Luft demand, provoking the moft High. 
 Blafpheming thus • Can God our wants redreffe ? 
 A Table furnifh in the WildernefTe ? 
 Though from the cloven Rocks frefh Currents drill, 
 Can he give bread ? with flefh the hungry fill > 
 Thus tempted by their hourely murmurings, 
 He to his long retarded Wrath gives wings : 
 Their infidelity inrag'd the Juft, 
 That would not to his fiire Protection truft„ 
 Who all the Curtainesof the Skies withdrew, 
 And made the clouds refolve into a dew. 
 With Manna, Food of Angels, Mortals fed ; 
 And fiird with plenty of cceleftiall Bread. 
 Then caus'd the early Eaftern winds to rife, 
 And bade the dropping South obfcure the Skies : 
 Whence fhowres of Quailes defcend ; as thick as land 
 On Sea-waflit fhores, or dull on Sun-dri'd Land; 
 , Which fell among their Tents : They their delights 
 Injoy, and feaft their deadly appetites. 
 For lo ! while they thofe fatal! Dainties chew, 
 And their inordinate Defires purlue - 
 The Wrath of God furpriz'd them, and cut down 
 The choice of all ; even thofe of moft renown. 
 Nor, by their ownemif-hapsadmonifhed, 
 Would they his W orks believe, or Judgements dread. 
 So He their fpirits quencht with daily feares i 
 In Vauity and Toile confum'd their yeares. 
 
 Part. 3. But when by Slaughter wafted, the forlorn 
 
 Return'd, and fought Him in the early Morn : 
 They then confeft,and laid ; Thou art our Tower a 
 Our Strength ; alone prote&eft by thy Power. 
 Yet their flie Tongues did but their Souls difguife 5 
 Full of deluding flatteries, and lies. 
 Their faithlefTe hearts revolted from his Will ; 
 Nor ever would his juft Commands fulfill. 
 How oft would He, whofe Mercy hath no bound, 
 Their pardon figne ! nor in their Sins confound ! 
 - ■ 
 
 How 
 
The Pfalmes of David. W_ 
 
 How oft did He his burning wrath aflwage ! 
 
 How oft divert the furie or his Rage ! 
 
 Confider'd them as flefh,in frailtie borne ; 
 
 A paffing A inde,that never can returne. 
 
 Yet ftili would they his iacred Lawes tranfgreffe - 
 
 Provok'd himinth'unpeopled WildernefTe : 
 
 Confin'd the Holy One ot Ifrael ; 
 
 Againft their Saviour irantickly rebell : 
 
 Forgetfullof his Power,nor ever thought 
 
 Of that Great Day,when from long Bondage brought. 
 
 His dreadrull Miracles to iEgypt kriowne, 
 
 And Wonders in the Field 01 Zoan fnowne. 
 
 The River chan^'d into a Sea of blood ? 
 
 Men faint for thirft,t'avoid th'infe&ed Flood. 
 
 Huge fwarmes of unknowne Flies difplay their wings, 
 
 Which wound to death with their in venom'd flings . 
 
 Loath' d Frogs even in their Palaces abound ; 
 
 And with their filthy flime pollute the ground, p art ^ 
 
 Their early fruits the Caterpillars fpoyle : 
 
 And Grafhoppers devoure the Plow-mans toile. 
 
 Long Vines with ftormes their dangling burdens loft: 
 
 The broad-lcav'd Sycamores deftroi'd withfroft. 
 
 Their Flocks beat down with Hail-ftone^breathleslie: 
 
 Their Cattellby the ftroke of Thunder die. 
 
 The Vengeance of his Wrath all formes of woes, 
 
 More Plagues, then could be fear'd,upon them throwes 
 
 Whom evill Angels to their finnes betray. 
 
 He to the Torrent of his Wrath gave way ; 
 
 Nor would with man or iinlefTe beafts dilpenfe -, 
 
 Shot by the Arrowes of his Peftilence. 
 
 Slew all the flower of Youth 5 their Firft-borne Sons * 
 
 There where old Niiusin feven Chanels runs. 
 
 But like a flocke of Sheepe his People led - 
 
 Safe andfecure through Deferts,full of dread : 
 
 Even through unfathom'd Deeps : which part and clofe 
 
 Their tumbling waves to fwallow their proud Foes. 
 
 Then brought them to his confecrated Land ; 
 
 Even to his Mountaine purchased by his Hand. 
 
 Caftoutthe Giant-hke Inhabitants • 
 
 Aud in their roomes the Tribes of Ifrael plants. 
 
 Yet they (6 moft ingratefull ! ) falfifie 
 
 Their vowes,andflill e*afperate the moft High : 
 
 Who in their faithlefle Fathers traces goe s 
 
 And ftart afide • likeadeceitfullBow. 
 
 Their Altars on the tops of Mountaine s blaze, 
 
 While they their hands toeurfed Idols raife. 
 
 V Thefe 
 
p 8 ^ Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Part s • Thcfe objects fuell to his wrath affoord : 
 Whofe Soule revolted Ifrael abhor'd. 
 The ancient Seat of Shiloh then forfooke • 
 Nor longer would that hated Manfion Brooke. 
 His Arke even to Captivitie declin'd ; 
 His Strength and Glorie to the Foerefign'd: 
 And yeelded up his People to'the Rage 
 Of barbarous fwords ; nor would his wrath aflwage. 
 Devouring flames their able Youth confound; 
 Nor are their Maids with Nuptiall Garlands crown d. 
 Their Mitred Priefts in heat of Battell fall $ 
 No Widowes weeping at their Funerall. 
 Then as a Giant, folded in the Charmes 
 Of Wine and Sleepe,ftarts up,and cries, To arrhes : 
 So'rous'd,his Foes behinde, Jehovah wounds ; 
 And with Eternall Intamie confounds : 
 Yetwouldin Jolt phs Tents no longer dwell; 
 Nor Ephraim chofe, who from his Cov'nantfcll : 
 But Judahs Mountaine for his Seat elects ; 
 And iacred Sion,which he molt affe&s. 
 There our great God his glorious Temple plac'd ? 
 Firme as the Centre, never to be ras'd. 
 And from the bleating Flockes his David chofe, 
 When he attended on the yeaning Ewes ; 
 A n'd rais'd him to a Throne,that he might feed 
 His people ; Ifraels felecTed Seed. 
 Who fed them faithfully ; and all the Land 
 Directed with a juft and equal! hand. 
 
 As the 39. 
 
 PSALME LXXIX. 
 
 THe Gentiles wafte thy Canaan, Lord 3 
 With Fire and Sword. 
 Thy holy Temple they prophane ; 
 
 With Slaughter ftaine. 
 Beneath her ruines Salem grones - 
 Now nothing but a heape of Stones. 
 
 The dead no Funeral! pompe attends, 
 Nor weeping friends : 
 
 Their carjcafes our barbarous Foes 
 ToBeaftsexpofe: 
 
 The ravenous Wolves become their tombe 
 
 Or elfe the greedie Vulturs wombe. 
 
 With blood of SaintSjthe Streamcs grow red, 
 LikeVVater ftxed: 
 
The Pfalmes gf David. pp 
 
 Thy People now a general! 
 
 Reproach to all. 
 The Syrian, and bafe Edomite 
 Deride, and in our woes delight. 
 
 How long, Lord, (ball thy jealous ire 
 
 Devonre like Fire ! 
 Thy Anger, in a dreadfuli fhowre 
 
 Of vengeance, powre 
 On thofe, who know not thy great Name : 
 And thinke thy Worfhip but a lhame. 
 
 For they have laid our Country wafte : Part. 2. 
 
 Our Cities ras't. 
 Lord, O remember not the crimes 
 
 Of former times ! 
 But for thy tender mercy fa ve 
 Our loules - 3 now humbled to the grave. 
 
 Lord, for the glory of thy Name, 
 
 Redeeme from (hame. 
 O purge us, and propitious be ! 
 
 From thraldomefree. 
 Why mould the Heathen thus blafpheme, 
 And fay, Your God is but a Dreame ! 
 
 Againft them let thy Vengeance rife ; 
 
 Before our eyes : 
 And for our blood, fhed by their guilt, 
 
 Let theirs be fpilt. 
 O heare the fighingPrifbners cry ! 
 And fave, whom they have doom'd to die 
 
 Ourfpitefull Neighbours, Lord, deride 
 
 Thee, in their pride. 
 With feven-fold vengeance recompenfe 
 
 Their infolence. 
 So we, thy fiocke, our God will praife 9 
 And to the Stars thy Glory raife. 
 
 PSALME LXXXo 
 
 THou Shephcard of thy Ifrael, ^ s tne h 
 
 That, Flock-like, leadeft Jofephs Race? 
 Who twixt the Cherubims doft dwell, 
 O hearc 1 (hew thy inlightning Face, 
 
 V a Exalt 
 
ioo w4 Parapbraft upon 
 
 Exalt thy faving power before 
 
 Manafleh, Ephraim, Benjamin : 
 O from Captivity reftore ! 
 
 And let thy beames upon us mine 
 Great God of Battaile, wilt thou ftill 
 
 Be angry, and our prayers defpife ? 
 Bread, fteept in teares, our ftomacks fill j 
 
 We drinke the rivers of our eyes. 
 Our fcoffing Neighbours fall at ftrife 
 
 Among themfelves, to fhare our right : 
 Great God, reftore the dead to life ; 
 
 And comfort by the quickning light. 
 art. 2 . fh is Vine, from iEgypt brought, ( the foe 
 
 Expeld ) was planted by thy hand : 
 Thou gav'ft it roome and ftrength to grow, 
 
 Vntill her branches fill'd the Land. 
 The Mountaines tooke a (hade from theie, 
 
 Which like a grove of Cedars ftood: 
 Extending to the Tyrian Seas, 
 
 And to Euphrates rowling Floud. 
 O why haft thou her Fences ras't > 
 
 Whilft every Stragler puis her fruit : 
 The browfino; Heard her branches wafte 5 
 
 And falvage Boores plow-up her root. 
 Great God, returne ; this trampled Vine 
 
 From Heaven behold with mildafpe<3: : 
 Once planted by that Hand of thine i 
 
 The branches of thy owne Elec-h 
 Which now cut downe, wild Flames devoure ^ 
 
 Through thy fierce wrath to mine brought : 
 Proted: thy People by thy Power j 
 
 Andperfed: what thy felfe hath wrought. 
 Reviv'd, we will thy Name adore 5 
 
 Nor ever from thy Pleamre fwerve. 
 O from Captivity reftore, 
 
 And by thy powerfull grace preferve ! 
 
 Psalme LXXXI. 
 
 As the 8. HpO God our Strength your voices raifc : 
 -*• In facred numbers fing his praife. 
 The warbling Lute, fweet Violl bring, 
 And iblemne Harp : loud Timbrels ring. 
 The new Moone feene, (hrill Trumpets found ; 
 Your facred Feafts with Triumph crown'd. 
 Thefe Rites our God eftablifhed, 
 When Ifrael He from iEgypt led : 
 
 Thcic 
 
The Pialmes of David* 101 
 
 Their necks with Yokes of bondage wrung 5 
 
 Inured toanunknowne tongue. 
 
 Your burdens I have call away, 
 
 Said he, and cleans'd your hands from clay : 
 
 Then fav'd, when in your feares you cri'd • 
 
 And from the thundring Cloud repli'd. 
 
 I tri'd you ; heard your murmurings, 
 
 At Meribahs admired Springs. 
 
 You Sons of Ifrael, give eare ; 
 
 I willinltrudt you, would you hearc. 
 
 Beware; no foraigne gods adore - 
 
 Nor their adulterate Powers implore. 
 
 I Thee alone brought from the Land j>^ t 2t 
 
 Of Bondage, with a mighty Hand. 
 
 I know, and will fupply thy need ; 
 
 When naked,clothe } when hungry, feed* 
 
 Yet would not they my Counfell brooke • 
 
 But defperately their God foriboke : 
 
 Whom I unto their lulls reiign'd, 
 
 And errors of their wandring Mind. 
 
 O that they had my voy ce obei'd, 
 
 Nor from the paths of Vertue ftraid ! 
 
 Then Victory their brows had crown'd : 
 
 Their flaughter'dFoes had fpreadthe ground ; 
 
 Then had 1 made their enemy 
 
 Submit, and at their mercy lie : 
 
 Themfelves bleft with eternall Peace ; 
 
 Inriched with the Earths increafe : 
 
 With floure of Wheat, and Honey fill'd* 
 
 From breaches of the Rocke dilliU'd. 
 
 Psalme LXXXII. 
 
 >Ov fits upon the Throne of Kings, Asthe4, 
 
 I And Judges unto judgement brings: 
 Why then lo long 
 Maintaine you wrong, 
 And favour LawlefTe things ? 
 
 Defend the Poore, the Fatherleflfe ; 
 Theircrying injuries redrefTe : 
 And vindicate 
 The Defolate, 
 Whom wicked men opprefie. 
 
 For they of knowledge have no Light., 
 Nor Will to know ; but walke in Night, 
 
 Earths 
 
to* tATarapbrafettpon 
 
 Earths Bafcs faile ; 
 No Lawes prevailc ; 
 Scarce one in heart upright. 
 
 Though Gods,and Sons of the moft High ; 
 Yet you, like common men, flialldie i 
 Like Princes fail. 
 Great God, judge all 
 The Earth, thy Monarchy. 
 
 PSALME LXXXIII. 
 
 As the i. T Ord, fit not ftill, as deafe unto our cries: 
 JL/For lo ! our Enemies in tumults rife. 
 Even thofe, who thy Omnipotence deny, 
 And hate thy Name, advance their Crefts on high : 
 Darke counfels take, and fecretly contrive 
 Their flaughter, whom thy Mercy keeps alive* 
 Come, fay they, let us withinceflant ftroks 
 Hew downe this Nation, like a grove of Okes 
 Till they no longer be ; and Ifrael die 
 Both in his Race,and ruin'd Memory. 
 They all, in one Confederacy, have made 
 A folemne League ; fuppli'd with foraigne aide. 
 Fierce Idurnasans, who in Nomades ftray, 
 And fhaggy Ifmaelites, that live by prey ; 
 Th'inceftuous Race, that border on the Lake 
 Of fait Afphalthis : Savage Thieves, who take 
 Their name from fervile Hagar ; they, who dwell 
 In Gebal ; Ammonites, who Peace expell i 
 Sterne Palseftines ; and wild Amalekites ; 
 Falfe Tyrians ; Afhur with Lots Sons unites. 
 Part. 2. Let them like Midian fall, by mutuall wounds ; 
 Like Sifera ; fall like Jabin, on the bounds 
 Of Endor, where fwift Kifon takes his birth j 
 Who lay like Dung upon the fatned Earth : 
 Like Zeb, and Orebs Princes j made a prey 
 For Wolves: like Zeba and proud Zalmuna : 
 Who faid, let us thefe Iiraelites dellroy, 
 And all the Cities of their God enjoy. 
 O let them, like a wheeie be hurried round ♦ 
 Like chafFe, which whirl-winds ravifh from the ground j 
 As Woods grown dry with age, imbrae'd with fire, 
 Whofe flames above the ringed Hilsafpire : 
 So in the Tempeft of thy Wrath purfue ; 
 And with thy Stormes thy trembling Foes fubdue. 
 
 O 
 
The Pfalmestff David. 103 
 
 O fill their Hearts with griefe • their lookes with fbarue i 
 
 Till they invoke thy late blafphemed Name. 
 
 Confound them with eternall Infamie ; 
 
 That they,through anguifh of their Soules, may die. 
 
 That men Jehovah's Wonders may rehearfej 
 
 The great Commander of this Univerfe. 
 
 O 
 
 PSALME LXXXIV. 
 
 .How amiable are As the 29, 
 
 Thy Aboads, great God of warre '. 
 How I languifh through reftraint ! 
 How my longing Spirits faint ! 
 Lord,fortheeI daily crie- 
 Inthyabfence hourelydie. 
 Sparrowes there their young ones reare - a 
 And the Summers Harbinger 
 By thy Altar builds her neft, 
 Where they take their envi'd reft. 
 O my King ! O thou moft High ! 
 Arbiter 01 Vi&orie! 
 Happie men ! who fpend their Dayes 
 In thy Courts - y there ling thy Praife ! 
 Happy.' who on Thee depend ! 
 Thine their Way,and thou their End. 
 Who through Baca travelling, 
 Make that thirfty Vale a Spring ; 
 Or fbft Showres from Clouds diftilJ, 
 And their emptie Citterns fill: 
 Frefh in ftrength, their couriepurfue, 
 Till they thee in Sion view. 
 Lord of Hofts 5 incline thine Eare. 
 O thou God of Jacob heare ! 
 Thou our Rocke, extend thy Grace ; 
 Looke on thy Anointed'sFace. 
 One Day in thy Courts alone. 
 Farre exceeds a Million 
 Let me be contemned and poore • 
 In thy Temple keepe aDoore : 
 Then with wicked men poflefle 
 All that they call HappinelTe. 
 O thou Shield of our Defence ! 
 O thou Sun, whofe influence 
 Sweetly glides into our Hearts ! 
 Thou, who all to thine imparts ! 
 Happy ! O thrice happy hee 3 
 Who alone depends on Thee ! 
 
 Vsal. 
 
1 04 A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 PSALME LXXXV. 
 
 As the 2. A ^ l en g tn tnou haft thy Mercie fhowne - t 
 -^* Drawne from the Babylonian yoke ; 
 
 OurSinnes remov'd,which did provoke 
 Thy Wrath ; even that now overblowne. 
 
 Great God,our ruin'd State reftore ; 
 
 And let thy Anger flame no more. 
 
 fhall it like a Comet raigne ! 
 Extending to the yet unborne ! 
 Wilt thou not quicken the forlornc j 
 
 That thine in Thee mayjoy againe ! 
 O fhowre thy Mercie from above ^ 
 Preferve,and fix us in thy love ! 
 
 1 will the Voice of God attend, 
 
 Who to his People fpeakes of Peace. 
 Such as in Sandtitie increafe ; 
 Nor to their Sinnes againe defcend : 
 
 Thefe foone with Freedome fhall be bleft, 
 T hat Glory may our Land inveft. 
 
 Thofe Dayes (hall confumate ourBlifle : 
 Sweet Clemencie with Truth fhall meet j 
 High Juftice gentle Peace fhall greet, 
 
 Saluting with a holy KifTe : 
 
 For Truth fhall from the Earth arife, 
 And RighteoufnefTe looke from the Skie s. 
 
 Then fhall Jehovah diftribute 
 
 HisBleffings with a liberallHand : 
 
 The rich, and ever gratefull Land 
 Abundantly produce her fruit. 
 
 For Juftice fhall before him goe, 
 
 And her faire fteps to Mortals fhow. 
 
 PSALME LXXXV I. 
 
 As the 13. "X/fY God, thy Suppliant heare 5 
 
 -!V1 Afford a gentle Eare : 
 For I am comfortlefTe, 
 And labour in diftrefle. ' 
 My righteous Soule relieve, 
 So readie to forgive. 
 Thy Servant,Lord,defend j 
 Whofe hopes on Thee depend. 
 
 Mc 
 
ThePhlmcscf David. ioj 
 
 Me from the Grave reftore, 
 
 Who daily Thee implore : 
 
 From wafting Sorrow free 
 
 The Heart long vow'd to Thee. 
 
 For thou art God alone, 
 
 To tender pity prone, 
 
 Propitious unto all, 
 
 Who on thy Mercy call. 
 
 O heare my fervent prayer, 
 
 And take me to thy care : 
 
 Then ready to be found, 
 
 When troubles moft abound. 
 
 What God, like Thee, O Lord, 
 
 Of all by men ador'd ! 
 
 Or underneath the Sun, 
 
 Such miracles hath done. 
 
 Zeale (hall all hearts inflame p 4Its 2 
 
 T'adore and praife thy Name. 
 
 For thou art God alone • 
 
 Thy Power in Wonders mown. 
 
 Dired me in thy Way - 3 
 
 So fhall I never ftray. 
 
 My thoughts from Tempefts cleare . 
 
 Vnitedinthy Feare. 
 
 My Soule fhall celebrate 
 
 Thy Praife ; thy Power relate. 
 
 That haft ad vanc'd my head, 
 
 And rais'd me from the Dead. 
 
 The Proud againft me rife, 
 
 And pow'rfull Enemies 
 
 (All Rebels to thy Will) 
 
 My guiltleffe bioud would (pill. 
 
 But, O thou King of kings, 
 
 From Thee fweet Mercy fprings 3 
 
 Still gracious, flow to wrath s 
 
 True to thy Servants Faith. . : 
 
 Lord, for thy Mercies fake, 
 
 Into thy bofome take : , . 
 
 Thy Hand-maids Son O fave 
 
 From the devouring Grave ! 
 
 Some happy Signc expofe 
 
 To my afhamea Foe s ; 
 
 That they thy Hate may fee 
 
 To them j thy Love to me. 
 
 X Pj^LMS 
 
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i o 6 Ji Paraphrafe upon 
 
 PsALME LXXXVII. 
 
 A s the 2, HTH e Lord hath with his Temple crown'd 
 -*" Moriah, by his Choice renown d. 
 Not all the Tents of Ifrael, 
 Or Mountains which in height excel], 
 He fo affedis, or celebrates, 
 As lofty Sions ftately Gates. 
 Jerufalem, thou Throne of Kings, 
 Of. Thee they utter glorious things. 
 Not by Judea's narrow bounds 
 Prefcrib'd • the Land which Nile furrounds, 
 Great Babylon, proud Pakeftine, 
 Rich Tyre, which circling Seas confine $ 
 And black-brow'd ^Ethiopians, 
 Shall yield thee Citizens and Sons. 
 All forts of People, foraign-bred, 
 As Natives there indenized ; 
 InSion, built by immortall Hands : 
 Firme as the Mountaine where it ftands^ 
 The Lord in his eternall Scroll, 
 Shall thefe, as Citizens, inroll. 
 Their Mufickfhallth' Affections raife, 
 And Songs fung in Jehovah's praife 5 
 Whofe Bleflings on this City (hall, 
 Like Streames from Heavenly Fountains,fai! a 
 
 Psalme LXXXVIII. 
 
 As the 3? . -\M Y Saviour ! both by night and day 
 ■i.VJL Xo Thee I pray. 
 
 O let my Cries tranfcend the Sphears, 
 
 And pierce thyEares ! 
 Left Sorrow flop my fainting breath ; • 
 
 Nowneare the Jawes of greedy Death. 
 
 My light extinguifht, numbered 
 Among the Dead : 
 
 Like men in battaile flaine j the wombe 
 Of Earth their Tombe : 
 
 Forgotten, as if never known ; 
 
 By thy tempeftuous Wrath o'retbrown. 
 
 By Thee lodg'din the lower Deeps,' 
 Where Horrour keeps $ 
 
The Plalmes of David. 1 07 
 
 In Dungeons, where no Sun difplaies 
 
 His cheerfullRaies. 
 Crufht by thy Wrath; on me thy Waves 
 Rufh, like fo many rolling Graves. 
 
 My old Familiars, now my Foes, 
 
 Deride my Woes. 
 My Houfe becomes my Gaole j where I 
 
 In Fetters lie. 
 Blind with my teares - y with crying hoarfe ; 
 Hands rais'd in vaine ; a walking Coarfe. 
 
 Wilt thou to thofe thy Wonders (how, Part. 2. 
 
 Who fleep below ? 
 The Dead from their cold Manfions raife^ 
 
 To fing thy Praiie ? 
 Shall Mercy find us in the Grave > 
 Or wilt thou in Deftructionfave ? 
 
 V r Vilt thou thy Wonders bring to light, 
 
 In Deaths long Night > 
 Or fliall thy Juftice there be ihown, 
 
 Where none are known ? 
 I have, and (till to Thee will pray ; 
 Before the Sun reftore the Day. 
 
 O, why haft thou withdrawn thy Grace. 
 
 And hid thy Face j 
 From me, who from my Infancy 
 
 But daily die ? 
 Whii'ft I thy Terroursundergoe ; 
 Diffracted by thefe ftormes of woe. 
 
 Thy Anger, like a Gulph, devoures 
 
 My trembling Powers : 
 With troups of Terrours circled round 3 
 
 In Sorrow drown'd - y 
 Depriv'd of thofe, that lov'd me moft ; 
 To all in dark oblivion loft. 
 
 Psalme LXXXIX. 
 
 OVr gratefull Songs , O thou eternall King, As the 72. 
 
 Shall ever of thy boundleffe Mercies fing : 
 And thy unalterable Truth rehearfe 
 To after Ages, in a living verfe. 
 
 X % For 
 
io8 lATarapbrafeupott 
 
 For what is by thy Clemency decreed, 
 
 Shall orderly, and faithfully fucceed : 
 
 Even like thofe never refting Orbs above, 
 
 VVhich on firme hinges circularly move. 
 
 Thus God unto his fervant David fwore ; 
 
 This Cov'nant made : I will for evermore 
 
 Thy Seed eftablifh, and thy Throne fuftaine • 
 
 Whilft Seas fhall flow, or Moones increafe, and waine. 
 
 The heavenly Hierarchy thy Truth (hall praife j 
 
 The Saints below thy glorious Wonders blaze. 
 
 For who is like our God above the Clouds ! 
 
 Or who Co great, whom humane frailty fhrowds ! 
 
 He to his Angels terrible appeares ; 
 
 And daunts the Tyrants of the Earth with feares. 
 
 Great God ! how great, when dreadfull Armies joyne ! 
 
 What God fo ftrong ! what Faith fo firme as thine ! 
 Part. 2. ^ nv Bounds the Billowes of the Sea reftraine ; 
 
 Thou calm'ft the tumults of th'incenfed Maine. 
 
 Proud Rahab, like a Coarfe, with bloud imbru d ; 
 
 Hew'n downe : the ftrong with greater ftrength fubdu'd. 
 
 Thine are the Heavens'- thofe Lamps which guild the Skies • 
 
 Round Earth ; broad Seas, and all which they comprife. 
 
 Thou mad'ft the Southern and the Northern Pole, 
 
 Whereon the Orbs coeleftiallfwiftly rowle. 
 
 Hermon inverted with the Morning Raies, 
 
 And Tabor with the Evening's, fing thy praife. 
 
 Thy Anne excels in Strength : thy hands fuftaine 
 
 The World they made : * And guide it with a reine. 
 
 Juftice with Judgement joynd, thy Throne uphold : 
 
 Mercy and Truth thy facred browes infold. 
 
 Thrice happy they, who, when the Trumpet cals, 
 
 Throng to thy celebrated Feftivals ! 
 
 They of thy Beauty fhallinjoy the fight, 
 
 And guide their Feet by that informing light : 
 
 Thy Name fhall daily in their mouthes be found - 
 
 And in thy Juftice fhall their Joyes abound. 
 Part, 3 . Our Ornament in Peace, our Strength in Wars - 
 
 Thy Favour fhall exalt us to the Stars. 
 
 Thou,Holy One of Ifrael, our King ; 
 
 Thou our defence 3 . fecure beneath thy Wing. 
 
 Thus fpake Jehovah by his Prophets voice 5 
 
 Of ftrenuous David have I made my choice, 
 
 ( On that Heroepowr'd my Sacred Oyle ) 
 
 To guide my People, and preferve from fpoile. 
 
 I willfupport him with my powerfull Arme ; 
 
 No Foe fhall Tribute force ; nor Treafon harme : 
 
 His 
 
TbePhlmcsof David. 109 
 
 His enemies before his Face (hall Hie, 
 
 And thofe, who hare his Soule, by flaughter die, 
 
 Our Truth and Clemencie fhall crowne his Daies, 
 
 And ro rhe Firmament his Glory raile. 
 
 He, from the Billows of the Tyrian Maine, 
 
 To fwift Euphrates fhall extend his Reigne. 
 
 Who in his oft renew'd Devotions fhall, 
 
 Me Father, God, and great Protector call. 
 
 My Favorite he fhall be, and my Firft birth i 
 
 Rais'd above all the Princes of the Earth, 
 
 My Mercy him for ever fhall preferve : 
 
 And from my Promife I will never fwerve. 
 
 His Seed fhall alwaies reigne ; his Throne fhall Iaft, 
 
 While Daies have light, and Nights their fliadows cart, 
 
 If they my Judgements flight, forfake my Law, p 
 
 My Rites neglect, and from my Rule withdraw i art * ^' 
 
 Then I with whips will their offences fcourge, 
 
 With labour, mifery, and fbrrows urge : 
 
 Yet will not utterly my King forfake, 
 
 My Vow infringe, or alter what I fpake. 
 
 I by my Sanctity to David (ware, 
 
 That he, and his fnould never want an Heire, 
 
 To fway theiHebrew Scepter, while the Sun 
 
 His ufuall Race fhonld through the Zodiack run * 
 
 While Men, the Moone and radiant Stars fhould fee, 
 
 The faithfull witneffes of my Decree. 
 
 But thou art angry with thy owne Elect, 
 
 And doit thy late affected King reject ; 
 
 Infringe the Covenant to thy Servant fworne ; 
 
 Thou from his Browes his Diadem haft torne, 
 
 Caft downe the Rampier, which his ftrength renown'd, 
 
 And all his Bulwarks level'd with the ground : 
 
 Whom now his Neighbours fcorne i a common prey, 
 
 And fpoile to all that travell by the way. 
 
 Thou addeft ftrength and courage to his Foes, Vaxi. . 
 
 Who now rejoyce and triumph in his woes ; 
 
 Rebateft his fharpe Sword, unnerv'ft his mighty 
 
 Andmak'ft him fhrinkein fervor of the fight : 
 
 His fplendor haft Eclipfed j hisrenowne 
 
 In ruines buried, and his Throne caft downe : 
 
 His Youth confumed with untimely Age • 
 
 Markt out for fhame ; the object of thy Rage. 
 
 How long (hall he in thy difpleafure mourne ! 
 
 Still fhall thy Anger like a Furnace burne ! 
 
 O call to mind the fhortneffe of my daies 5 
 
 That drearae of Man P which like a Flower decaies, 
 
no kA Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Who lives, that can the ftroke of Death defend 5 
 Or (hall not to the filent Grave defcend ? 
 Where is thy ancient Love ! thy plighted Troth, 
 Confirm'd to David by a folemne Oath ! 
 Remember the Reproches I have borne ; 
 Thofe of the Mighty j and their bitter fcorne : 
 Traduced ; by thy enemies abhorr'd. 
 Yet, O mypenfive Soule, praife thou the Lord. 
 
 Amen, Amen. 
 
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 PSALMES OF DAVID. 
 
 PsiLME XC. 
 
 OThou the Father of us all, As the 34J 
 
 I 
 
 Our refuge from th'Originall; 
 
 That wert our God, before 
 The aery Mountaines had their birth, 
 OrFabricke of the peopled Earth - f 
 
 And art for evermore. 
 
 Butfraile man, daily dying, muft 
 At thy Command returne to Dull : 
 
 Or (hould he Ages laft } 
 Ten thoufand yeares are in thy fight 
 But like a quadrant of the Night 3 
 
 Or as a Day that's paft. 
 
 He by thy Torrent fwept from hence ; 
 An empty Dreame, which mocks the Senfe 3 
 
 And from the Phanfie flies : 
 Such as the beauty of the Role, 
 Which in the dewy Morning blows, 
 
 Then hangs the head and dies, 
 
 Through daily anguilh we expire: 
 Thy anger a confuming Fire, 
 
 To our offences due. 
 Ourfinnes (although by Night conceaTd, 
 By fhame, and feare) are allreveaTd, 
 
 And naked to thy view* 
 
 
in xA Tarapbrafe up an 
 
 Thus in thy wrath our ycares we fpend 5 
 And like a fad difcourfe they end, 
 
 Nor but to feventy laft : 
 Or if to eighty they arrive, 
 We then with Age, andSickneffe ftrive ; 
 
 Cut off with winged haftc. 
 
 Part. 2. Who knowes the terror of thy wrath, 
 Or to thy dreadfull anger hath 
 
 Proportion'd his due feare ? 
 Teach us to number our fraile Daies, 
 That we our hearts to Thee may raife. 
 
 And wifely finne forbeare. 
 
 Lord, O how long ! at length relent ! 
 And of our miferies repent j 
 
 Thy Early Mercy (hew : 
 That we may unknowne comfort tafte : 
 For thofe long daies inforrowpaft, 
 
 As long of joy beftow. 
 
 The works of thy accuftom'd Grace 
 Shew to thy Servants : on their Race 
 
 Thy chearefull beames reflecl:, 
 O let on us thy Beauty mine ! 
 BlefTe our attempts with aide divine, 
 
 And by thy Hand direct. 
 
 PSALME XCI. 
 
 A , \7f /Ho makes th' Almighty his retreat, 
 
 As tnc 9 . y y shall rcft beneath his fliady Wings . 
 
 Free from th'oppreffion of the Great, 
 
 The rage of Warre, or wrath of Kings. 
 Free from the cunning Fowlers traine i 
 
 The tainted aires infectious breath : 
 His Truth in perils (hall fufteine, 
 
 And fliield thee from the ftroke of Death. 
 No terrors fhall thy fleeps affright ; 
 
 Nor deadly flying Arrowes flay : 
 Nor Peftilence devoure by Night, 
 
 Or Slaughter maflTacre by Day. "» 
 
 A thouland and ten thoufand (hall 
 
 Sinke on thy Right hand and thy Left : 
 Yet thou fecure (hall fee their fall ; 
 
 By vengeance, of their lives bereft. 
 
 Since 
 
 V 
 
The Pialmcs of David, 1 13 
 
 Since God thou haft thy Refuge made., 
 
 And do'ft to him thy Vowes direct 
 No evill (hall thy ftrength invade, 
 
 Nor wafting plagues thy roofe infect, 
 Thee fhall his Angels fafely guide - } 
 
 Upheld by winged Legions, 
 Left thou at any time (hould'ft Aide. 
 
 Anddafhthy Footagainft the Stones. 
 Thou on the Bafiliske (halt tread • 
 
 The Mountaine Lion boldly meet, 
 And trample on the Dragons Head ; 
 
 The Leopard proftrate at thy Feet. 
 Since he hath fix t his love on me, 
 
 SaithGod,and walked in my wayes $ 
 I wi 11 his Soule from danger free, 
 
 And from the reach of En vie raife, 
 To him I his defires will give ; 
 
 From danger guard ; in honour place : 
 He long,long happily fhall liv r e, 
 
 And ft ourifli in my faving Grace, 
 
 PSALME XCII. 
 
 T Hon, who art inthron d above i As the 29* 
 
 Thou,by whom welive,and move ; 
 O howfweet,how excellent, 
 Is't with tongue and hearts confeot, 
 Thankefull hearts andjoyfull tongues, 
 To renowne thy Name in Songs ! 
 When the Morning paints the Skies, 
 When the fparkling Starres arife - 3 
 Thy high favours to rehearfe, 
 Thyfirme faith,in gratefull Verfe, 
 Take the Lute, and Violin . 
 Let the folemne Harpe begin ; 
 Inftruments ftrung with ten firings ; 
 While the Silver Cimbal rings. 
 From thy VVorkes myjoy proceeds : 
 How I triumph in thy Deeds f 
 Who thy Wonders can exprelTe ! 
 All thy Thoughts are fathomletfe ; 
 Hid from Men in Knowledge blinde^ 
 Hid from Fooles to Vice inclined. 
 Who that Tyrant Sin obey ; 
 Though they fpring like Flowers in May - 3 
 Parch'twith Heat,andnipt withFroft, 
 oone (hall fade,for ever loft, 
 
 Y Lord, 
 
i!4 iA Paraphrafe upon 
 
 Part . 2 . Lord, thou art raoft Great, moll High $ 
 
 Such from all Eteroitie. 
 Perifhfhall thy Enemies, 
 Rebels that againft thee rife. 
 All, who in their Sins delight, 
 Shall be fcatter'd by thy Might. 
 But thou fhalt exalt my Home, 
 Like a youthfuil Vnicorn ; 
 Frefh and fragrant Odors flied 
 On thy crowned Prophets head. 
 I (hall fee my Foes defeat, 
 Shortly heare of their retreat : 
 But the Juft like Palmes fhall flourifti, 
 Which the Plains of Judah neurifh : 
 Like tall Cedars mounted on 
 Cloud attending Lebanon. 
 Plants fetinthy Court, below 
 Spread their roots, and upwards grow j 
 Fruit in their Old-age fhall bring ; 
 Ever fat and flourifhing. 
 This Gods Juftice celebrates 5 
 He, my Rocke, Injuftice hates. 
 
 As the 47. 
 
 PSALME XCIU. 
 
 NOw great Jehovah raignes, 
 VVithMajeftyarayd; 
 His Power all powers reftraines, 
 By men and gods obey 'd. 
 The round Earth hung 
 In liquid Aire j 
 Eftablifht there 
 But by his Tongue. 
 
 Thy Throne more old then Time, 
 
 And after, as before. 
 The Flouds in billowes clime, 
 And foming loudly rore. 
 With horrid Noife 
 The Ocean raves, 
 And breaks his Waves 
 Againit the Skies. 
 
 But thou more to be fear'd, 
 More terrible then thefe : 
 Thy Voice i n Thunder heard $ 
 
 Thy 
 
The Pialmes of David. l J J 
 
 Thy Nod rebukes the Seas. 
 Thee Truth renowns 5 
 Pure San&itie 
 Eternally 
 Thy Temple crowns. 
 
 PSALME XCIV. 
 
 GReat God of Holts revenge our Wrong As the 10. 
 
 On thofe, who are in Mifchiefe ftrong. 
 Vpon thy Foes 
 Inflict our Woes: 
 For Vengeance doth to Thee belong. 
 Judge of the World, prevent 
 The Proud and Infolent. 
 
 How long (hall they the Juft oppreffe, 
 And triumph in their WickednefTe ! 
 How long fupplant ! 
 Ah! how long vaunt. 
 And glory in their dire fuccefTe ! 
 Thy Saints amnder break, 
 Infulting o're the Weak ! 
 
 Who Strangers, and poore V Viddowes kill 3 
 The blood of wretched Orphans fpill : 
 And fay, Can he 
 Orheare, or fee? 
 Doth God regard what's good or ill ? 
 Brute Beafts, without a mind ! 
 O Fools in knowledge blind ! 
 
 Shall not th' Almighty fee and heare, 
 Who form'd the Eye, and rram'd the Eare ? 
 Who Nations flew, 
 Notpunifhyou? 
 Who taught, not know ? to him appeare 
 Darke Counfels, fecret Fires, 
 Vaine Hopes, and vaftDefireSo 
 
 ButO! thrice blefTed he, whom God p a 
 
 Chaftifeth with his gentle Rod ; 
 Informes, and awes 
 By facredLawes. 
 In ftcrmes brought toafafe aboad : 
 While the Unrighteous fhall 
 By winged Vengeance fall. 
 
 Y 2 For 
 

 uA Taraphraje upon 
 
 For he will not forfake th'ElecSt ; 
 Nor who adore his Name reject : 
 But Judgement then 
 Shall turneagen 
 To Juftice,and her Throne Ere<St : 
 V Vho are in Heart upright 
 Shallfollow that cleare Light. 
 
 What mortall will th'Afflicled aid ? 
 Depend when impious Foes invade? 
 . Lord, hadft not thou, 
 My Soule ere now 
 In filent (hades or Death had laid : 
 For he my Out -cries heard ; 
 And from the Centre rear'd. 
 
 When Griefe my labouring Soule confounds- 
 Thou powreft Balme into her wounds. 
 Shall Tyrannie 
 With thee complie > 
 Who Mifchiefe for a Law propounds ? 
 Who fwarme to circumvent, 
 And doomethe Innocent. 
 
 But thou, O Lord, art my Defence, 
 My Refuge,and my Recompence. 
 The Vicious (hall 
 By Vices fall- 
 By their owne Sinnesbe fwept from hence. 
 God fhall cut off their breath, 
 And give them up to Death. 
 
 Psalme XCV. 
 
 As the 34. f\?™ e ? D . Sthe gr T a r J eho ^ h,s ^ raife > 
 
 V-rfV Vhoie Mercies have prolong d our Dayes $ 
 
 Sing with ajoyxiill voyce. 
 With bending Knees, and raifed Eyes 
 Adore your God: 6 facrifice; 
 
 In lacred Hymnes rejoyce. 
 
 Great is the God of our Defence, 
 Tranfcendingallin eminence: 
 
 His Hand the Earth fuftaines ; 
 The Depths,the ioftie Mountaines made 5 
 The Land and liquid Plainesdifplaid, 
 
 And curbs them with his Reines, 
 
 O 
 
TbePfalmcsof David. 117 
 
 Ocome,before his Foot-ftoole fall, 
 Our onely God, who form'd us all - y 
 
 Through Stormes of danger led. 
 He is our Shepheard, we his Sheepe ; 
 His Hands from Wolves and Rapine keepe 3 
 
 In pleafant Paftures fed. 
 
 The Voice of God thusfpake this Day • 
 Repine nor as at Meribah, 
 
 As in the WildernefTe : 
 Where your Fore -fathers tempted me j 
 Who did my Workes.of Wonderfee, 
 
 And to their fhame confeffe. 
 
 VVhen vex't for fortie yeares, I faid ; 
 This People in their hearts have itrai'd $ 
 
 Rebellious to command : 
 To whom I in my Anger fwore, 
 That Death fhould feiie on them, before 
 
 They knew this pleafant Land. 
 
 PSALME XCVI. 
 
 NEw compofed Ditties fing As thc 
 
 1 o our Everlalting King: ' 
 
 You, all you of Humane birth, 
 Fed and nourifhtby the Earth, 
 Celebrate Jehovah's Praife, 
 Daily his Deliveries blafe. 
 His Glory let the Gentiles know ; 
 To the World his wonders fhow. 
 O how gracious ! 6 how great ! 
 Earth his Foot-ftoole, Heaven his Seat. 
 Tobefear'dand honor'd more 
 Thenthofegods,whomFooles adore j 
 Idols by their Servants made :' 
 But our God the Heavens difplay'd. 
 Honour,Beautie, Power Divine, 
 In his Sandtuariefhine. 
 All, who by his Favour live, 
 Glory to Jehovah give 5 
 Glory due unto his Name, 
 And his Mightie Deeds proclame. 
 Offerings on his Altar lay ; 
 There your Vowes devoutly pay. 
 
 In 
 
1 1 8 ^A Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Part. 2. In his beauteous Holinefle 
 
 To the Lord your Prayer addrefle. 
 Alljwhom Earths round fhoulders beare, 
 Serve the Lord with Joy' and Fcare. 
 Tell Mankinde, Jehovah raignes: 
 He fhall bind the world in Chaines, 
 So as it fhall never Aide - t 
 And withfacred Juftice guide. 
 Let the fmiling Heavens rejoyce 5 
 Joylull Earth exalt her Voice : 
 Let the dancing Billowes rore ; 
 Ecchoes anfwerrrom the Shore : 
 Fields their flowrie Mantles (hake 5 
 All fhall in their Joy partake : 
 While the Woods Muficians fing 
 To the cver-youthfull Spring. 
 Fill his Courts with facred Mirth 5 
 He, He comes to judge the Earth. 
 Juftly He the World fhall fway, 
 And his Truth to men difplay. 
 
 As the 8. 
 
 PSALME XCVU. 
 
 O Earth ! joy in Jehovah's Raigne ; 
 You numerous lles,clafpt by the Maine; 
 Him rolling Clouds and Shades- infold. 
 Judgement and Truth his Throne uphold. 
 V Vhofierie Darts before him throwes } 
 With winged flames confumes his Foes* 
 His Lightning made a Day of Night - 3 
 Earth trembled at fo f card a fight. 
 The Mountaines at his Prefence fweat, 
 Like pliant Wax difTolv'd with Heat - t 
 At his Defcer.fion from the Skie, 
 Who rules the Worlds great Monarchic 
 The Heavens declare his Righteoufnefle j 
 His Glorie wondering men confefTe. 
 Let thofe with fhame to Hell defcend, 
 Whofe Knees to curfed Idols bend ; 
 Whofe rockes for Deities implore; 
 O all you gods,our God adore. 
 Rejoycing Sion heard her King : 
 Her Daughters of his Judgements fing. 
 Thou art exalted above all 
 Mankinde,andPow'rs Angelicall. 
 
 Thofe 
 
The Pialmes of David. 1 19 
 
 Thofe Saints thy fhady Wings protect, 
 Who Sin abhorre, and thee affedfc. 
 For thou haft fbwn the Seeds of Light, 
 And joy, which fhall inveft th'Vpright. 
 Youjuft, your joyfull Hearts elate j 
 His bleft Memoriall celebrate. 
 
 PSALME xcvnr. 
 
 SI n g to the King of kings, As the 47, 
 
 Sing in unufuallLaies-j 
 That hath wrought wondrous things, 
 His Conqueft crown with Praife ; 
 Whofe Armes alone, 
 And facred Hands, 
 Their impious Bands 
 Have overthrown. 
 
 He Juftice brings to light - 
 
 His laving Truth extends, 
 Even in the Gentiles fight, 
 To Earths remoteftEnds. 
 His Heavenly Grace 
 Atfulldifplayd, 
 And promife made 
 To Jacobs Race. 
 
 Let all that dwell on Earth 
 
 Their high Affections raile^, 
 With univerfall Mirth, 
 And loudly ling his Praife : 
 . ToMufickjoyne 
 
 The warbling Voice, 
 Letallrejoyce 
 With Joy divine. 
 
 The fprjghtly Trumpet found ; 
 
 The (hrill-voic'd Cornet bring ; 
 Let all with Joy abound 
 Before the Lord our King, 
 Rore out you Seas, 
 You fpangled Skies, 
 All you comprife,, 
 Rejoyce with thefe, 
 
 Flouds clap your thronging waves 3 , 
 
 You Hits exalt your mirth : 
 
 ■—- He 
 
no sA Parapbraf* tyo* 
 
 As the 2$. 
 
 He, who his People laves, 
 Now comes to judge the Earth: 
 The round World (hall 
 VVithJuftice trie; 
 His Equitie 
 DifpenfttoahV 
 
 Psalme XCIX; 
 
 LEt our Foes with terrour quake ; 
 Let the Earths Foundation fhake ; 
 Now the Lord his Raigne begins, 
 Thron'dbetweenethe Cherubins. 
 O how great in Sions Towers ! 
 High above all Mortall Powers. 
 Great and terrible his Name : 
 Since fo holy,praife the fame. 
 Judgement his great Power affedts • 
 Yet by Equitie directs. 
 Thefe celeftiall Twins imbrace ; 
 Thefe reflect on Jacobs Race. 
 O how holy ! above all 
 Honour; at his Foot-ftoole fall, 
 Mofes : Aaron heretofore 
 Among thofe who Mitres wore : 
 Samuel by Vow deiir'd, 
 Among thofe who were infpir'd. 
 Thefe to him their Praiers prefcrr'd, 
 Thefe by him as fbone were heard. 
 Thefe his Statutes rarely brake : 
 Unto thefe th'Almightie fpake, 
 In the Pillar of a Cloud : 
 To his Service ever vow'd. 
 He did their Petitions heare, 
 Mercifull, andyetfevere. 
 The Holy,on his holy Hill 
 Glorifie, and worfhip ftili. 
 
 Psalme C. 
 
 A 11 from the Suns uprife, 
 As the 47. JTX Unto his Setting Raies; 
 
 Refound in Jubilees 
 
 The great Jehovah's Praife, 
 Him ferve alone ; 
 In triumph bring 
 Your Gifts,andfing 
 Before his Throne. 
 
 Man 
 
TbePfalmesof David. m 
 
 Man drew from Man his Birth, 
 
 But God his noble Frame 
 Built of the ruddy Earth, 
 Fill'dwith cadeftiall Flame. 
 His Sons we are- 
 Sheep by him led, 
 Prefer v'd, and fed 
 With tender care. 
 
 O, to his Portals prefTe 
 
 In your divine reforts : 
 With Thanks his Power profeffe, 
 Andpraifehimin his Courts. 
 How good ! how pure ! 
 His Mercies laft : 
 His Promife pall 
 For ever fure. 
 
 PSALME CI. 
 
 OF Juftice I and Mercy img, As the 4$, 
 
 W hich,Lord,lrom thee, their Fountain /pringj 
 The Graces that adorn a King. 
 
 Grave Wifdome fhall my fteps dirccl:, 
 No Vice my heart nor Rooie infect. 
 When wilt thou vifit thine Elect ! 
 
 No pkafare (hall mine eyes mi/guide : 
 Who from the Tracl: of Vertue Aide, 
 Juft Hate fhall from my Soul divide. 
 
 Who mifchief in their Hearts contrive, 
 Delight in \Vrong,in Factions ftrive, 
 I from my peacefull Court will drive. 
 
 Who hath his Friend with Slander ftrook, 
 
 I will cut off ; nor ever brook 
 
 A proud Heartland a haughty Look. 
 
 Mine Eyes the Faithfull (hall obferve ; 
 Thofe in my Family fhall ferve, 
 Who never from pure Vertue fwerve, 
 
 But who are exercis'd in Guile, 
 Whofe Tongues malicious Lies defile, 
 I from my Prefence will exile. 
 
 Z And 
 
122 xA Parapbrafe upon 
 
 And all the Wicked in the Land 
 Will cut off with a timely Hand ; 
 Nor (hall they in Gods Citie ftand. 
 
 As the 22, 
 
 P SAL ME CI I. 
 
 ie< 
 Eare 
 
 ACcept my Prayers, nor to the Cry 
 Of my Affliction (top thine Eari 
 Lord, in the time of Mifery 
 
 And fad reftraint ferene appeare : 
 k The Sighings of my Spirit heare 5 
 And when I call, withfpeed reply. 
 
 As Smoke, fo fleets my Souleaway ; 
 
 My marrow dry'd, as Harths with heat : 
 My heart ftruck down, like withered Hay i 
 
 Through Sorrow I torfake my meat, 
 
 While meagre cares my Liver eate : 
 The clinging Skin my Bones diiplay. 
 
 Like Defert-haunting Pelicans ; 
 
 In Cities not lefTe defolate : 
 Like Screech-Owles, who with ominous ftraines 
 
 Difturb the Night, and day-light hate : 
 
 A Sparrow which hath loft his Mate, 
 And on a Pinacle complaines. 
 
 Reviling Foes my Honour blaft, 
 
 And frantick men my ruine fweare. 
 For Bread, I roll'd-onafhes taft ; 
 
 Each drop I drink mixt with a teare. 
 
 For, Lord, O who thy Wrath can beare 
 Thou raifeft, and doft head-long call. 
 
 My Daies fhort, as the Evening made ; , 
 
 As Morning Dew confume away : 
 As GrafTe cut downe with Sithes, I fade, 
 
 Or like a flower croptyefterday 
 
 But, Lord thou fuffer'ft no decay : 
 Thy Promifes fhall never vade. 
 
 For thou (halt from thy Reft arife, 
 
 ( Since nowth'appointed time drawes neare ) 
 
 And look onSions miferies, 
 
 Her Walls and batter'd Buildings reare • 
 Whofe ruins to thy Saints are deare • 
 
 For they her Duft as facredpriie. 
 
 Thy 
 
The P/almes <f David. 1 2 > 
 
 Thy Name then fhall the Gentiles praife s Part. 2 . 
 
 All Kings thy Honour celebrate : 
 For when the Lord fhall Sion raife, 
 
 His Glory fhall afcend in State : 
 
 So prone to heare the Defolate, 
 And fuccoui them in all aflaies. 
 
 Unto eternall Memory 
 
 Our Hiftories fhall this record ; 
 And all that are created by 
 
 Hispow'rfull Hand, fhall fearethe Lord^ 
 
 Who doth fuch Grace to his afford, 
 And on the Earth looks from on hi^h ; 
 
 To heare the penfive Captives grone ; 
 
 The Sens of Death by him unbound : 
 His Name againe in Sion known, 
 
 That Salem may his Praife refound : 
 
 When in his Service all the Round 
 Of Earth fhall there be joyn'd in one. 
 
 Yet, Lord, amidft thefe Hopes thou haft 
 
 Confum'd my ftrength, abridged my yeares : 
 Before my Noon of Lite be paft 
 
 Let me not die thus drown'd in teares. 
 
 Time wafts not thee, which all out-weares ; 
 Thy happy Daies forever laft. 
 
 Thou mad'ft the Earth, thou didft difplay 
 
 The Heavens in various motion rolTd : 
 Thefe and their Glories fhall decay ; 
 
 But thou (halt thy exiftence hold : 
 
 They like a Garment fhall grow old. 
 And in their changes pafle away. 
 
 But thou art ftill the fame : before 
 
 The World, and after fhalt remaine. 
 You blefTed Soules, who God adore, 
 
 With Patient Hope yourharmes fuftaiae: 
 
 For you (hallprofper in his Reign 
 And yours,fiibfift for evermore. 
 
 M 
 
 PSALME CI II. 
 
 Y Soule, and all my Faculties As the 8< 
 
 Jehovah praife i fing till the Skies 
 
 Z a Re-eccho 
 
124 t/i Paraphrafe upon 
 
 Re-ecchohisafcending Fame : 
 My Soule, O celebrate his Name ! 
 Nor ever let the memory 
 Of his furpafhng Favours die. 
 He gently pardons our mifdeeds, 
 And cures the Wound which inward bleeds. 
 Hath from the Chains of Death unbound 5 
 With Clemency and Mercy crown'd. 
 With Food our Hunger he fubdues : 
 And Eagle-like our Youth renues. 
 His Juftice he extends to all ; 
 Oppreffors by his Vengeance fall, • 
 His facred Paths to Mofes mown 5 
 His Miracles to Ifrael known : 
 From Him the Springs of Mercy flow • 
 Swift to forgive, to anger flow. 
 For he will not for ever chide $ 
 Nor conftant to his Wrath abide : 
 But mildly from his Rage relents, 
 And fhortens ourduePunilhments, 
 For as the Heavens in amplitude 
 Exceed the Centre they include : 
 So ample is his Clemencie 
 To all who on his Grace relie. 
 Part. 2. As farre as the bright Orient 
 
 Is diftant from the Suns Defcent 5 
 So farre he fets from his Afpedt 
 Their Guilt, who him with feare afFe<5t» 
 And as a Father to his Child, 
 Sofoft, fo quickly reconciled. 
 He knowes the Fabrick of us all ; 
 That duft is our Originall. 
 Man flourifheth like GrafTe, a Flower 
 That blowes and withers in anhoure : 
 By fcorching heat, by Mailing Wind 
 Deflowr'd, and leaves no print behind. 
 But his firme Mercy (hall imbrace 
 His Saints forever, and their Race : 
 Thofe who his equallLawes fulfill, 
 Remember, and performe his Will. 
 In Heaven rhe great Jehovah reigns, 
 And governs all that Earth contains : 
 You Angels, who in ftrength exceed, 
 Who him obey with winged fpeedj 
 You ordred Hofts of radiant Stars 5 
 O you his flaming Minifters ; 
 
 AH 
 
TheViAmtsof David. 125 
 
 All , whom his Wifdome did create ; 
 Through his large Empire celebrate 
 Kis glorious Name with fweet accord : 
 Joyne thou, my Soule, to praife the Lord, 
 
 PSALME CIV. 
 
 MY ravifht Soule, great God, thy praifes fing> . As the 72. 
 
 Whom Glory circles with her radiant WingSj 
 And Majefly inverts : then Day more bright; 
 Cloth'd with the beames of new-created Light. 
 He, like an all-infolding Canopy, 
 Fram'd the van: concave of the fpangled Skie : 
 And in the Aire-embraced Waters fet 
 The Balis of his hanging Cabinet. 
 Who on the Clouds, as on a Chariot, ride's ; 
 And with a reine the flying Tempeft guides. 
 Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made ; 
 By flaine-difperfing Seraphims obey'd. 
 The' ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Floud ; 
 In whofe calme bolbme unfeene Mountains flood ; 
 At his rebuke it Ihrunke with fudden dread, 
 And from his voices Thunder fwiftly fled. 
 Then Hils their late concealed Heads extend, 
 And finking Valleies to their Feet defcend. 
 The trembling Waters through their bottomes winde, 
 Till they the Sea, their Nurfe and Mother, finde. 
 He to the fwelling Waves prefcribes a bound ; 
 Lell Earth againe fhould by their rage be drown'd. 
 Springs through the pleafant Medows powre their drils, 
 Which Snake-iike glide betweenethebordring Hils $ 
 Till they to Rivers grow ; where beafts of prey 
 Their thirft afTwage, and fuch as man obey. 
 
 In neighbouring Groves the Ayr's Muficians fing, p t 1 
 
 And with their Muficke entertaine the Spring. 
 He from cceleftiall Cafements fhowres diftills, 
 And with renew'd increafe his Creatures fills. 
 He makes the food- full Earth her fruit produce - 
 For Cattell graffe, and Herbs for humane ufe. 
 The fpreading Vine long purple clutters bears, 
 Whofe juyce the hearts of penfive Mortals chears i 
 Fat Olives fmooth our browes with fuppling Oyle ; 
 And ftrengthning Corne rewards the Reapers toile» 
 His Fruit affording trees with fap abound. 
 The Lord hath Lebanon with Cedars crown'd : 
 They to the warbling Birds a fhelter yield, 
 And wandring Storks in lofty Fir-trees build* 
 
 Wild 
 
126 ^ Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Wild Goats to craggy Cliffs for refuge flie ; 
 And Conies in the Rocks darke entrails lie. 
 He guides the changing Moones alternate face : 
 The Suns diurnall and his annuall Race. 
 T'was he that made the all-informing Light ; 
 And with darke fhadowes cloths the aged Night. 
 Then Beafts of prey breake from their Mountaine Caves - y 
 The roring Lion pinch't with hunger craves 
 Food from his hand. But when Heavens greateft Fire. 
 Obfcures the Stars, they to their dens retire. 
 Men with the Morning rife, to labour preft 5 
 Toile all the Day, at Night returne to reft. 
 Part. 3. Great God ! how manifold, how infinite 
 
 Are all thy works ! with what a cleere fore-fight 
 
 Didft thou create and multiply their birth ! 
 
 Thy riches fill the far extended Earth. 
 
 The ample Sea ; in whole unfathom'd Deep 
 
 Innumerable forts of Creatures creep : 
 
 Bright-fcaled Fifties in her Entrailes glide, 
 
 And high-built Ships upon her bofome ride : 
 
 About whofe fides the crooked Dolphin playes, 
 
 And monftrous Whales huge fpouts of water raife. 
 
 All on the Land, or in the Ocean bred, 
 
 On Thee depend ; in their due feafon fed. 
 
 They gather what thy bounteous Hands beftow, 
 
 And in the Summer of thy Favour grow. 
 
 When thou contracl:'!]: thy clouded Brows, they mourn 5 
 
 And dying, to their former duft return. 
 
 Againe created by thy quickning breath, 
 
 To refupply the MafTacres of Death. 
 
 No Tract of Time his Glory (hall deftroy : 
 
 He in th'Obedience of his Works (hall joy : 
 
 But when their wild revolts his Wrath provoke, 
 
 Earth trembles, and the aery Mountains fmoke. 
 
 I all my life will my Creator praife - y 
 
 And to his Service dedicate myDaies. 
 
 May he accept the Muficke of my Voice, 
 
 While I with iacred Harmony rejoyce. 
 
 Hence you profane, who in your Sins delight ; 
 
 God (hall extirp, and caft you from his Sight. 
 
 My Soule, blefle thou this all-commanding King : 
 
 You Saints and Angels, Hallelu-jah fing. 
 
 PSALME CV. 
 
 As the 72. 'T'O God O pay your vowes ; invoke his Name, 
 <*• And to the World his noble Ads proclaime ! 
 
 
 
The Pialmes of David. 1 17 
 
 O fmg his praifes inimniortall Verfe, 
 
 And his ftupendious Miracles rehearfe ! 
 
 You Saints, rejoyce, and glory in his Grace ; 
 
 His power adore ; for ever feeke his Face. 
 
 Old Abrahams Seed, you Sons of the Elect ; 
 
 You Ifraelites } O you, who God affect, 
 
 Report the Wonders by his ringer wrought, 
 
 When in your caufe th'inferiour creatures fought. 
 
 Jehovah rules the many-peopled Earth ; 
 
 His judgement knowne to all of humane birth. 
 
 He never will forget his Promife part • 
 
 His Covenants inviolable laft, 
 
 Which he to faithfull Abraham made before, 
 
 And after to the holy Ifaac fwore : 
 
 To Jacob fign'd, confirm'd to Ifrael ; 
 
 That their large Off-fpring mould in Canaan dwell, 
 
 When they, but few in number, wandered 
 
 In unknowne Regions, and their Cattell fed : 
 
 He did their lives from violence protect, 
 
 And for their fakes even mighty Princes checkt. 
 
 Touch not, faid he, my Anointed : feare to wrong 
 
 Thofeiacred Prophets, who to Me belong. 
 
 When raging Famine in thefe Climats reign'd, Vaxt. 2, 
 
 He broke the Starfe of Bread, which life fuftain'd : 
 
 But Jofeph fent before them ; fold to fave 
 
 His Brethren, by whofe envy made a Have. 
 
 There for th'Accufers guilt in prifbn throwne • 
 
 With galling fetters bound, for crimes unknowne i 
 
 Tri'd with affliction, at the time decreed, 
 
 At once by Pharaoh both advanced and freed, 
 
 He of his houfhold gave him the command 3 
 
 And made him Ruler over all his Land : 
 
 His Princes to his government Subjects. 
 
 The prudent Youth grave Senators directs. 
 
 Then aged Jacob into Egypt came, 
 
 And fojourn'd in thefruitfull Fields of Ham. 
 
 God in that Land his people multipli'd ; 
 
 Their Foes, which now their greater ftrength envi'd, 
 
 Kate what they feare : he alienates their hearts, 
 
 To feeke their ruine by deceitfull Arts. 
 
 Then Mofes on a facred Embaflie Part. 3 . 
 
 And Aaron lent ; th'Elect of the molt High. 
 
 There wrought his dreadful 1 Wonders ; from the He 
 
 Of Sea-girt Pharo's to the Fals of Nile. 
 
 He bade Cimmerian darknelTe dim the Day : 
 
 Th'alTembled Vapours his commands obey* 
 
1 1 8 *A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 He their feven chanel'd Waters turn'd to Bloud } 
 The Fifties ftrangled in their native Floud. 
 Frogs from the flimy, Earth in Millions fpring i 
 And skip about the Chambers of the King. 
 All parts with fwarms of noifome Flies abound : 
 And Lice, like quickned duft, crawle on the ground. 
 He ftorms of killing Haile, for Showers, beftowes ; 
 And from the breaking clouds his lightning throws : 
 Blafts all the Vines, and Fig-trees in the Land ; 
 The V Voods,with Tempefts torne,or naked ftand. 
 Innumerable Locufts thefe fucceed ; 
 And Caterpillars on their leavings feed : 
 They bite the tender Herbe, the bud, and flower ; 
 And all the virdure of the Earth devoure. 
 Their Strength ( the Firft-borne ) flew : which rill'd their eares 
 With Female fcreeches, and their hearts with feares. 
 Fart. 4. Then He the Hebrews out of Gofhen brought, 
 In able health, with Gold, and Silver fraught. 
 Th'inhabitants, whofeteares augment the Nile, 
 At their departure Joy, andFeare exile. 
 A Cloud to (hade them from the Sun was fpread $ 
 And Nightly by a flaming Pillar led. 
 At their requeft he fends themfhowres of Quailes 5 
 And Bread From Heaven, like Coriander, hailes. 
 Cleaves the hard Rocks, from whence a Fountaine flowes^ 
 And unknowne Rivers tothofe Deferts fhowes : 
 For lie his facred Promife cali'd to minde, 
 To Abraham his Friend and Servant fign'd. 
 Thus he his People brought from lervitude, 
 Whole long-felt miferies in joy conclude. 
 From hence the Heathen by our Weapons chae'd 3 
 And us his fonnes in their pofTeflions plac'd : 
 That from his Statutes we might never lwerve. 
 O praifethe Lord, and him devoutly ferve ! 
 
 PSALME CVI. 
 
 As the 72. 
 
 \7 T 71 t h gratefull hearts Jehovahs praife refbund • 
 
 ' V In goodneffe great ; whofe Mercy hath no bound. 
 What Language can exprefle his mighty deeds, 
 Or utter his due praife, which words exceeds ! 
 Thrice blefTed they, who his commands obferve, 
 Nor ever from the tracl: of Juftice fwerve. 
 Great God, O with benevolent afpedt 
 ( Even with the love thou bear'ft to thine Elecl; ) 
 Behold and fuccour ; That my ravifht Eyes 
 May fee a period of their miferies, 
 
 Who 
 
TfoPfalmes of David. 12 p 
 
 Who Thee adore: that I may give a voice 
 
 Tothy great A&s,andin their joy rejoyce 
 
 We as our Fathers, have thy Grace exil'd ; 
 
 Revolted, and our Souls with SindenTd. 
 
 They,of thy Miracles in Egypt wrought, 
 
 So full of Feare and Wonder, never thought ; 
 
 Thy Mercies,then their haires in number, more : 
 
 But rnurmur'd on the Erythraean Shore. 
 
 Yet for his Honour fav'd them from the Foe, 
 
 That all the World his wondrous Power might know, 
 
 There the commanded Sea afunder rent, 
 
 While Ifrael through his dully Chanel went : 
 
 Whom He from Pharaoh and his Army laves ; 
 
 The fwift-returning Flouds their fatall Graves. 
 
 Then they his Word believ'd, andfung his Praife * Part. 2, 
 
 Yetfoone forgot: and wandred from his Waies. 
 
 Who long for rlefh to pamper their excefTe s 
 
 And tempt him in the barren WildernefTe. 
 
 He grants their wifh,and with a Flight of Fowle* 
 
 Sent meager Death into their hungry Soules. 
 
 They,Mofes gentle Government,oppofe ; 
 
 And envy Aaron, whom the Lord had chofe. 
 
 The yawning Earth then in her filent womb 
 
 £)id Dathan and AbiramsTroups intomb. 
 
 A fwiftly-fpreading Fire among them burnes, 
 
 And thofe Confpirators to Afhes turnes. 
 
 Yet they, the flaves of Sin in Horebmade 
 
 A Calfe of Gold, and to an Idol prai'd. 
 
 The Lord, their Glory, thus exchanged they 
 
 For th'Image of a Beaft that feeds on Hay : 
 
 Forgot their Saviour, all his Wonders fhown 
 
 In Zoan, and the Plains by Nile o'rerlown ; 
 
 The Wonders a&ed by his pow'rfull Hand ; 
 
 Where the Red-Sea obey'd his ftern Command. 
 
 God had pronoune'd their mine : Mofes then, 
 
 His Servant Mofes, and the belt of Men, 
 
 Stood in the Breach, which their Rebellion made 5 
 
 And by his Prayer the hand of Vengeance ftaid. 
 
 Yea they this fruitfullParadifedeipis'd, p 
 
 Nor his fo-oft-confirmed Promife priz'd : • 3 » 
 
 But mutined againft their faithfull Guide, 
 
 And bafely wiflitthey had in Egypt dy'd. 
 
 For this, the Lord advane'd his dreadfull Hand 3 
 
 To overthrow them on th* Arabian Sand j 
 
 To fcatter their rebellious Seed among 
 
 Their Foes • expos'd to Poverty and Wrong. 
 
 A a Befides ; 
 
no oisparaphrafe upon 
 
 Bcfidcs j Baal-Peor they ador'd, and fed 
 On Sacrifices offer'd to the Dead. 
 Thus their Impieties the Lord incenfe, 
 Who fraote them with devouring Peftilence. 
 But when with noble anger Phinees flew 
 The bold Offenders, He his Plagues with-drew. 1 
 This was reputed for a righteous Deed, 
 Which mould for ever confecrate his Seed. 
 So they at Meribah his Anger mov'd ; 
 The facred Prophet for their fakes reprov'd : 
 Their Cries his Saint-like fufferance provoke • 
 Who rafhly in his Soules diftemper fpoke, 
 Nor ever entred the affe&edLand. 
 They, ftill rebellious to divine Command, 
 Preferv'd thofe Nations by his Wrath fubdu'd ; 
 Mixt with the Heathen, and their Sins purfii'd. 
 Their curled Idols ferve with Rites profane, 
 ( Snares to their Soule) and from no Crime abftaine^ 
 Part. 4. Their Sons and Virgin daughters facrifice 
 
 To Divels ; and looke on with tearelefTe eyes. 
 
 DefiTdthe Land with innocent blood, which fprung 
 
 From their owne loines, on flaming Altars flung. 
 
 Vnto adulterate Deities they praid, 
 
 And worshipped thofe Gods their hands had made.] 
 
 Thefe crying Sins exafperate the Lord ; 
 
 Who now his owne inheritance abhorr'd : 
 
 Given up unto the Heathen for a Prey ; 
 
 Slaves to their Foes ; who hate them moft, obey.' 
 
 Deli ver'd oft ; as oft his Wrath provoke, 
 
 And withincreafing Sins renew their Yoke. 
 
 Yet he compaflionates their miferies, 
 
 And with foft pity heares their mournfull Cries : 
 
 His former Promife calls to mind , relents i 
 
 And in his Mercy of his Wrath repents. 
 
 In falvage Hearts unknowne Compaflion bred, 
 
 By whom but lately into thraldome led. 
 
 Great God of gods, thy Votaries protect, 
 
 And from among the Barbarous recoiled: : 
 
 That we to Thee may dedicate our Daies, 
 
 Andjoyntly triumph in thy glorious Praife. 
 
 Bleft, O for ever bleft, be Ifraels King : 
 
 All you his People, Halelu-jah ling. 
 
 
 Amen, Amen.' 
 
 A PARA- 
 
PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 FIFTH BOOKE 
 
 OF TFIE 
 PSALMES OF DAVID. 
 
 PsALME CVII. 
 
 EXtoII, and our good God adore, As the S. 
 
 Whofe Sea of Mercy hath no Shore, 
 O you by Tyrants late oppreft, 
 Now from your fervile Yokes releaft ; 
 Praife him , who your Redemption wrought, 
 And home from barbarous Nations brought. 
 From where the Morn her Wings difplaies ; 
 From where the Evening crowns the Daies 5 
 Beneath the burning Zone, and neare 
 The Influence of the freezing Beare. 
 They in unpeopled Deierts ftraid ; 
 The Heavens their Roofe, the Clouds their (hade 
 Their Soules with thirft and hunger faint j 
 None by, to pity their Complaint : 
 V Vhen to the Lord their God they cry'd, 
 His Mercy their extreanis lupply'd. 
 He led them through the Wilderneflej 
 And gave them Cities to poffefle. 
 O you, his GoodnefTe celebrate ! 
 His A&stoali the World relate ! 
 For he in foodlefle Deferts fed 
 The Hungry with cceleftiall Bread. 
 From wondring Rocks new Currents roule, 
 To fatisfie the thirfty Soule. 
 
 Thofe Rebels, who his Counfell flight, Fait, u 
 
 Imprifon d in the lhades of Night • 
 Horrors of Guilt their Souls furprife : 
 When humbled with their mifenes, 
 
 A a 2 They 
 
iji sA Parapbrafe upon 
 
 They to the Lord addreft their Praiers j 
 
 His Mercy comforts their Defpaires, 
 
 From Darknefle drawes, diffolves their Gieves •' 
 
 And from Deaths Jawes preferves their lives. 
 
 O you his GoodnefTe celebrate ! 
 
 Hi s Ads to all the World relate? 
 
 He breaks Steel-barres, and Gates of Brafle, 
 
 To force a way for His topafTe. 
 
 Thofe Fools, whom pleating Sias intice, ' , 
 
 Are puniiht.by their darling Vice. 
 
 Their Souls all forts of Fooddiftafte : 
 
 Whom Troops of pale Difeafes wafte. 
 
 When they to God direct their Praiers, 
 
 His Mercy comforts their Defpaires. 
 
 His Wordreftores them from their Graves, 1 
 
 And from a dreadfull Ruine laves. 
 
 O you his GoodnefTe celebrate ! 
 
 His A<5ts to all the World relate I 
 
 Due Praifes to his Altar bring, 
 
 And of your great Redemption ling. 
 Part. 3 . Who faile upon the toiling Maine, 
 
 And traffick in purfiut of Gaine, 
 
 Tofuchhis Power is not unknowne, 
 
 Nor wonders in the Ocean fhowne. 
 
 At his Command black Tempefts rife ; 
 
 Then mount they to the troubled Skies, 
 
 Thence finking to the Depths below. 
 
 The Ship Hulls as the Billowes flow ; 
 
 And all Aboord at every feele, 
 
 Like Drunkards,on the Hatches reele. 
 
 When they to God direct their Prayers, 
 
 His Mercy comforts their Defpaires. 
 
 Forthwith the bitter Storms aflwage, 
 
 And foming Seas fupprefTe their Rage : 
 
 Then, finging, with a profperous gale 
 
 To their defired Harbour faile. 
 
 O you his GoodnefTe celebrate ! 
 
 His Acts to all the World relate ! 
 
 His Fame in your Aflemblies raife, 
 
 And in thefacred Senate praife. 
 Part. 4. ^ e Ri yers turnes t* a WildernefTe ; 
 
 Springs dry'd up by the Suns acceffe. 
 
 To fcourge their Sins, he makes the Soile 
 
 Vngratefull to the Owners toile : 
 
 Turnes fandy Deferts intoPooles, 
 
 And parched Earth with Fountains cooles : 
 
 There 
 
 
The Pialmes of David- 1 3 5 
 
 There plants his hungry Colonies, 
 Where ftrongly-fenced Cities rile : 
 The Fields their yellow Mantles weare., 
 Andfpreading Vines full clufters beare. 
 They infinitely multiply : 
 Their Heards of no difeafes die, 
 But when their Sins his Wrath incenfe 2 
 Then Famine, Warre,and Peftilence, 
 Their miferable Lives devoure : 
 Their Princes he deprives of Power, 
 Who in the Path-lefTe WildernefTe 
 ConceaTd themfelves from Mans accerTe. 
 The Poore he raifeth from the ground 5 
 Their Families like flocks abound. 
 The Juft fhall this with joy behold ; 
 Th'Unjuft with feare and fhame controll'd, 
 The Wife thefe Changes will record, 
 That they may know and ferve the Lord. 
 
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 PSALME CVIII. 
 
 ' Y Thoughts the Lord their Objecl: make \ ^ s t he 2, 
 
 Before the ruddy MorniUg fpring, 
 My Glory of his Praife fhall ling : 
 Awake, my Lute $ my Harp, awake ; 
 While I to all the World rehearfe 
 His praifes in a living Verfe. 
 
 Thy Mercy ( O how great ! ) extends 
 
 Above the Starry Firmament - ? 
 
 Stillunto tender pity bent : 
 Thy Truth the foaring clouds tranfcends. 
 
 Thy Head above the Heavens ered: $ 
 
 Thy Glory on the Earth reflect. 
 
 heare us, who thy aide implore ; 
 
 And with thy owne Right hand defend : 
 To thy Beloved Succour fend. 
 God by his Sandititie thus fwore ; 
 I Succoths Valley will divide : 
 In Sichems Spoils be magnifi'd. 
 
 ManafTeh, Gilead, both are mine : 
 
 Lphraim my Strength, in Battaile bold, 
 Thou Judah, fbalt my Scepter hold, 
 
 1 will triumph o're Palatine, 
 
 Bafe 
 
1 , a sA Tarapbrafc tfyon 
 
 Bafe Servitude {hall Moab wafte. 
 O're Edom I my Shooe will caft. 
 
 Who will our forward Troups direct 
 
 To Rabbah ftrongly fortifi'd } 
 
 Orintofandy Edom guide > 
 Lord, wilt not thou, that didft reject, 
 
 Nor wouldft before our Armies goe," 
 
 Now lead our Hoft againft the Foe ? 
 
 VVhcn'Death and Horrourmoft affright, 
 
 Doe thou our troubled Souls fuftaine. 
 
 For O, the helpe of Man is vaine ! 
 Lead ; and we valiantly (hall fight. 
 
 Thy Feet our Foes (hall trample downe ; 
 
 Thy Hands our Browes with Concraeft crowne, 
 
 PSALME CIX. 
 
 As the i. \ A Y God, m y Glory, leave not in Diftreffe ; 
 
 JA JLNor let prevailing Fraud the Truth opprefle. 
 They who delight in Subtilties and Wrongs, 
 Afflict me with the Poifbn of their Tongues. 
 With Slander and Detraction gird me round, 
 And would, without a Caufe, my life confound. 
 Goodturnes with evill proudly recompenfe, 
 And Love with Hate ; my Merit, my offence. 
 But I in thefe Extremes to thee repaire, 
 And poure out my perplexed Soule in Praire. 
 Subject him to a Tyrants fterne command 5 
 Subverting Satan place at his Right hand ; 
 Found guilty, when arraign'd : in that fear'd time 
 Let his rejected Prairs augment his Crime. 
 May he by violence untimely die, 
 And let another his Command fupply. 
 Let hisdiftreffed Widow weep in vaine ; 
 His wretched Orphans to deafe Eares complaine,' 
 Let them the wandring Paths of Exile tread, 
 And in unpeopled Deiertsleeke their bread. 
 Let griping Vfurers divide his-ipoile ; 
 And Strangers reape the harveftof his toile, 
 Part. 2 . I n his l° n g mifery may he find no Friend i 
 None to his Race fo much as Pity lend. 
 Let his Pofterity be overthrowne ; 
 Their Names to the fucceeding Age unknowne. 
 Let not the Lord his Fathers Sins forget } 
 Hi s Mothers Infamy before him fet. 
 
 O 
 
The Pfalmes cf Davfd . , , * 
 
 Q let them be the Object of his Eye, 
 
 Till hee out-root their hated Memory : 
 
 That to the wretched would no Mercy (how j 
 
 But cruelly purfu'd his Overthrow. 
 
 Laid Trains to kill the Broken and Contrite. 
 
 On his owne head let his dire Curfes light. 
 
 He hated Bleffing ; never be he bleft : 
 
 Let curling like a Robe hisLoines invert i 
 
 And like a ratali Girdle gird him round ; 
 
 As he with Execrations did abound. 
 
 Let them like Water in his Bowels boile, 
 
 And eate into his Bones like burning Oyle. 
 
 Thus let the Lord reward my Enemies, 
 
 Whofeeke to blaft me with malicious lies. 
 
 But, Lord, in my deliverance proclaime Part. j. 
 
 Thy Mercy, for the honour or thy Name. 
 
 For I am poore, with milery oppreft ; 
 
 My wounded heart bleeds in my panting brefh 
 
 Hike the Evening (hadow anideclin'd, 
 
 And like the Locuft tofs'd with every Wind. 
 
 My feeble knees beneath their burden bend • 
 
 MyFlefh with fafting falls, my Bones afcend. 
 
 Reproch hath feis'd on me ; my Foes revile ; 
 
 And in derifion (hake their heads, andfmile. 
 
 My God, O fnatch me from the {wallowing grave ! 
 
 Thy fervant with accuftom'd Mercy fave : 
 
 That they may know it was thy powerrull Hand j 
 
 And how I by divine Supportance Hand. 
 
 Still may they vainely curfe whom thou doft blelTe s 
 
 And pine with envy at my good fuccefle. 
 
 Let them be cloth'd with lhame : Obetheirowne 
 
 Confufion on them likeaMantle throwne. 
 
 But I thy praife will duly celebrate • 
 
 And to the multitude thy Deeds relate : 
 
 That haft th'arflicT:ed Soule fromforrow freed, 
 
 And from theirfnares who had his death decreed, 
 
 PSALME CX. 
 
 TH e Lord unto my Lord thus fpake, 
 Sit at my right hand, till I make 
 A Foot-itoole of thy Foes. 
 He will thy Rod from Zion fend, 
 Unto whole Power all powers (hall bend a 
 That dare thy Rule oppofe. 
 
 Thy 
 
 As the 34. 
 
IJtf 
 
 %A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Thy People willingly fhall pay 
 Their vowes in that triumphant Day, 
 
 With their united Powers : 
 Aray'd in Ephods j nor fo few 
 As are thole Pearlcs of morning-dew, 
 
 Which hang on Herbs and Flowers, 
 
 He fwore, who never Oath did breakc, 
 Of th'orderof Melchifedek 
 
 That thou a Prieft fhould'ft raigne : 
 Even while the Sun difperft his Light $ 
 While Moones lhould rule th'alternate Night, 1 
 
 Or Stars their courfe maintaine. 
 
 God, in that Day at thy right hand, 
 Their Bloud, who Tyrant-like command, 
 
 Shall in his fury fpill. 
 He,in his Juftice (hall confound 
 The Heathen, and the purple ground 
 
 With heaps of flaughter fill. 
 
 Who over many Nations fway, 
 And onely their owne Wils obey, 
 
 Shall finke beneath his rage. 
 Then fhall this all-fubduing King 
 With Water of the Chryftallfpring 
 
 His burning thirft aflwage. 
 
 Psajlme CXI. 
 
 «?«* MlilliligilUllIll^illl 
 
 Y Soule the honor of our King, Shall in the great A£ 
 fembly fing. Great are the wonders He hath (howne s With 
 
 
 
 joy 
 
TbePfclmcsof David. 117 
 
 &r. 
 
 
 *L 
 
 joy by their admirers knowne. His glorious deedes all 
 
 praife tranfcend • His equall Juftice knowes no end : 
 
 Left in eternall Monuments ; 
 
 VVhofe Mercy Death and Hell prevents : 
 
 Feeds thofc whofeare his Name, and will 
 
 His Promife faithfully fulfill. 
 
 Who planted with a powerfull Hand 
 
 His people in this pleafantLand. 
 
 Juft Judgement executes ; dircdte 
 
 Byfacred Lawes ; and Truth affects. 
 
 Thefe fretting Time fhall never wafte j 
 
 Butfquar'dby Juftice ever laft. 
 
 His Word to us confirm'd by deed - 3 
 
 So often from oppreffion freed. 
 
 His Name is terrible to all : 
 
 His feare is the Originall 
 
 Of VVifdome • and they onely wife 
 
 VVho make his Lawes their Exercife. 
 
 His praife, while men have memory, 
 
 And power of fpeech, fhall never die. 
 
 Psalme CXII, 
 
 Hallelu-jah. 
 
 THat manisbleftwhofearestheLordj As then r, 
 
 And chearfully obeies his Word. 
 His Seed (hall flouriih on the Earth ; 
 Their OfT-fpring happy from their birth, 
 His Houfe with riches fhall abound : 
 His truth with endleffe honour crown d» 
 To him indarkneffe light afcends : 
 Mild, graciousjuft in all his ends. 
 His Ixiunty for the poore provides : 
 DifcretionallhisaAions guides. 
 
 Bb No 
 
xA Taraphrafe upon 
 
 No violence (hall caft him downe s 
 No time deface his juft renowne ; 
 Nor rumours fhake his confidence : 
 The Lord his Hope, and ftrong Defence i 
 Confirm'd hi feareleffe fortitude, 
 Till he have all his Foes fubdu'd. 
 He the neceflitated feeds. 
 The honour of his vertuous Deeds 
 Shall live infacred memory; 
 His Glories (hallafcend on high. 
 Th'unjuft inrag'd their teeth mall grin'd, 
 And lauguifh with the griefe of mind : 
 Pale envy fliali their fleih confume, 
 And all their hopes convert to fume. 
 
 PSALME CXIII. 
 
 Hallelu-jah. 
 
 As the cxf. f\ You, whoferve the living Lord, 
 V-/ Due praifes to his Name afford : 
 Now and lor ever celebrate ; 
 Let all his noble A&s relate. 
 Evenfrom the purple Morn s uprife, 
 To where the Evening flecks the Skies* 
 All power to his Dominion bends : 
 His Glory the bright Stars tranfcends. 
 What God can be compar'd with ours > 
 Who Thron'd in Heavens fiiperiour towres 
 Submits himfelfe to guide and move 
 All that is done in Heaven above : 
 And from that height vouchfafes to throw 
 His eyes onus, who creepe below. 
 The poore he raifeth from the Duft : 
 Even from the Dunghill lifts the Juft ; 
 Whom he to height of honour brings, 
 And fets him in the Thrones of Kings. 
 He fructifies the barren Wombe ; 
 The Childlcfle, Mothers now become. 
 
 Hallelu-jah. 
 
 Ps alme 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 139 
 
 Psalme CXIV. 
 
 \T \ /Hen Ifrael left th'Egyptian Land, ^ s t jj e cjc j 
 
 * V Freed from a tyrannous command 5 
 God his ovvne People fanctifi'd, 
 And he himfelfe became their Guide. 
 Th'amazed Seas, this feeing, fled ; 
 And Jordan (hrunke into his Head : 
 The cloudy Mountaines skipt like Rams • 
 The little Hils like frisking Lambs. 
 Recoyling Seas, what caus'd your dread ? 
 Why Jordan, Ihrunk'ft thou to thy Head ? 
 Why, Mountaines, did you skip like Rams ? 
 And why you little Hils, like Lambs ? 
 Earth, tremble thou before his Face 5 
 Before the God of Jacobs Race ; 
 Who turn d hard Rocks into a Lake ; 
 When Springs from flinty intrailes brake* 
 
 Psalme CXV. 
 
 WE nothing can of merit clame : As the 9, 
 
 Not for our fakes thy aide afford j 
 But for the honour of thy Name, 
 
 Thy Mercy, and unfailing Word. 
 Why fhould tlf infulting Heathen cry ; 
 
 VVher's now the God they vainly praife > 
 Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie, 
 
 All underneath at pleafure fwaies. 
 Their Gods but Gold and filver be, 
 
 Made by a fraile Artificer : 
 For they have eyes, that cannot lee • 
 
 Dumbe mouthes,and eares that cannot heare. 
 Fooles on their Altars incenfe throw, 
 
 Who nothing fmell ; their Feet are bound, 
 Nor have they power to moove or goe : 
 
 Their throats give panage to no found. 
 Their hands can neither give nor take i 
 
 Unapt to punifh or defend : 
 As fenfelefTe they who Idols make, 
 
 Or to their carved Statues bend. 
 Your hopes on God 3 O Ifrael ? place . k ar£ « %i 
 
 Bb 2 He 
 
1 40 *A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 As the 4. 
 
 HeisyourHelpe, and ftrong Defence : 
 Be he, you Priefts of Aarons Race, 
 
 The object of your confidence. 
 In him, all you that feare him, truft 5 
 
 He fhall protect you in diftrefle. 
 The Lord is of his Promife juft, 
 
 And will his faithfull Servants blefle : 
 The Houfe of chofen Ifrael, 
 
 And Aarons holy Family : 
 The poore, and who in power excell i 
 
 That love, andonhisaiderelye. 
 They fhall a mighty People grow ; 
 
 Their Children happy from their birth : 
 He will increafe of gifts beftow, 
 
 Whofe hands created Heaven and Earth. 
 He in the Heaven of Heavens refides, 
 
 And overall his Creatures reignes ; 
 Among the fbnnesofmen divides 
 
 1 he Earth, and all that Earth containesj 
 Who fleepe within the vaults of Death, 
 
 No Offerings to his Altars bring : 
 
 praife his Name, while we have breath • 
 And loudly Halelu-jah fing. 
 
 PSALME CXVI. 
 
 MY Soule intirely fhall affedt 
 The Lord, whofe eares my grones refpecl:. 
 In mifery 
 He heard thy cry ; 
 To him thy Prayers direct. 
 
 Sorrows of Death my Soule afTail'd i 
 The greedy jawes of Hell prevail'd : 
 Depreft witti griefe, 
 When all reliefe, 
 And humane pitty fail'd $ 
 
 1 cri'd ; My God, O looke on me ; 
 Thou ever Juft, th'affli&ed free. 
 
 O from the Grave 
 Thy Servant fave ; 
 For mercy lives in thee. 
 
 The 
 
T£<? Pfalmes gf David. 141 
 
 The Innocent, and longdiftreft; 
 
 The humble minde by wrongs oppreft i 
 
 Thy Favour ftill 
 
 Preferves from ill: 
 My Soule then take thy reft. 
 
 God ftaid my feet, and dry'd my teares ; 
 Redeein'd from Death, and deadly fearcs : 
 
 That ftill I might 
 
 Walkein his light, 
 And number many yeares, 
 
 Thus with a firme beliefe I prai'd: 
 
 Yet in extreames of trouble faid s ?art. 2. 
 
 All on the Earth 
 Of mortall birth, 
 Even all of Lies are made. 
 
 VVhatihall I unto Godreftore 
 For all his Mercies? Fall before 
 
 His holy Throne, 
 
 And him alone 
 With fecred Rites adore. 
 
 I will perfonne my Vowes this day, 
 Where they frequent, who God obey. 
 
 Right precious is 
 
 The Death of His: 
 He fees, and will repay. 
 
 Lord, I am thine, thy Hand-maids Seed • 
 By Thee from raging Tyrants freed. 
 My Prayers {hall rife 
 In Sacrifice ; 
 My thanks thy Altar feed. 
 
 I willperforme my Vowes this day, 
 Where they frequent who God obey 
 Even in his Court i 
 Within thy Fort, 
 Renowned Solyuia. 
 
 P < « I M ft 
 
As the cxi. 
 
 141 %A Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Psalme CXVII. 
 As the 47. y 0u Nations of the Earth, 
 
 i. Our great Preferver praife. 
 A 11 you of humane birth, 
 To Heaven his Glory raile : 
 Whofe Mercy hath 
 No end, nor bound : 
 His Promife crown'd 
 VVithconftant Faith. 
 
 Psalme. CXVTIL 
 
 PRaife our good God, that King of kings, 
 From whom eternall Mercy iprings. 
 Let Ifrael, let Aarons Race, 
 Let all that flourifh in his Grace, 
 Confefle, that from the King of kings 
 Eternity of Mercie Iprings. 
 He in my trouble heard my Prayers, 
 And freed me from their deadly fnares : 
 He fights my Battailes ; then how can 
 I feare the Power of feeble Man > 
 Affifts my Friends » my Enemies 
 Shall with their flaughterfeaftmine eyes." 
 Farre better to have Confidence 
 In God, then truft to mans Defence : 
 On him muchfafertorelie, 
 Then on the ftrength of Monarchy. 
 The Nations all at once afTail'd ; 
 But by his Aid my Sword prevailed. 
 Their Armies hadbefetme round ; 
 I with their Bodies ftrew'd the ground. 
 Though they like Bees about me iwarme 5 
 * His holy Name and pow'rfull Arme 
 
 Shall fbone confiune their numerous powers, 
 As Fire the crackling Thorne devoures. 
 Part. 2. Mad men ! his Fall you feeke in vaine, 
 Whom great Jehovah's Hands fuftaine. 
 He is my Strength j his Praife my Song : 
 By him preferv'd from powerfull Wrong. 1 
 Our Tents with publike Joy (hall ring : 
 The Juft of their Deliverance fing. 
 He with his owne Right hand hath fought • 
 His owne Right hand hath Wonders wrought. 
 
 I {hall 
 
TbePhlmesof David. \aj 
 
 I mail not die, but live to praife 
 
 The Lord, who hath prolong'd my Daies. 
 
 He with his Scourge my Sin corrects - 3 
 
 Yet from the Darts of Death protects. 
 
 You to his Service fanclifi'd, 
 
 The Temple Doores let open wide i 
 
 That I may enter in his Name, 
 
 And celebrate his glorious Fame. 
 
 Thofeare the Doores, at which all they 
 
 Shall enter, who his Will obey. 
 
 His Praife with Hymnes immortallize ! 
 
 My Saviour, who hath heard my Cries. 
 
 That Stone the Builders from them caft ^ p art> 
 
 Is higheft on the corner plac't. 
 
 God hath reveal'd thefe Myfteries, 
 
 So full of Wonder, to our Eyes. 
 
 This is his Day ; a Day of Joy - 9 
 
 Of everlafting Memory. 
 
 Great God of gods, thy King protect ; 
 
 Propitious prove to thy Eleclr. 
 
 O bleft be he, whom God (hall fend ! 
 
 We, who within his Courts attend, 
 
 You from his Sanctuary blefTe ; 
 
 And daily pray for your fucceffe. 
 
 God, even the Lord, hath died his light 
 
 Into our Soules, and clear'd our fight. 
 
 Bind to the Altars homes a Lambe, 
 
 New-weaned from the bleating Dam. 
 
 Thou art my God - y my Songs {hall praife, 
 
 And to the Stars thy Glory raife. 
 
 Praife our good God, The King of kings - 
 
 From whom eternall Mercy fprings. 
 
 Psalme CXIX. * 
 
 ALEPH. 
 
 BLeft are the Undefil'd, who God obey ; As the t, 
 
 Seeke with their hearts, nor from his Precepts ftray. 
 No tempting Vice (hall thof e from Vertue draw, 
 Who with unfainting Zeale obferve his Law. 
 Lord, by thy facred Rule my fteps direcl:. 
 Thofefhall not blufhwhothy Commands afFecl:. 
 Thy Juftice learnt, my Soule fhall ling thy Praife. 
 Forfake me not, O guide me in thy Waies ! 
 
 BETH, 
 
IJjT" tATarapbrajeupon 
 
 BETH. 
 
 Part. 2. Young man, thy Actions by his Precepts guide : 
 From thefe let not thy zealous Servantilide. 
 Thy Word, writ in my heart, fball curb my Will. 
 O teach me how I may thy Lawe s fulfill ! 
 . Thofe, by thy Tongue pronounc'd, I will unfold. 
 Thy Teftaments by me more pris'd then Gold. 
 On thefe I meditate, admire 5 there fet 
 My Souls delight : thefe never will forget. 
 
 GIMEL. 
 
 Part, 3. O let me live tobfervethy Lawes : mine Eyes 
 Illuminate to view thofe Myfteries. 
 Me, apoore Pilgrim, with thy Truth infpire : 
 For whom my Soule even fainteth with defire. 
 The Proud is curft, who from thy Precepts ftraies. 
 Bleffe, and preferve my Soule, which thefe obeies. 
 No hate of Princes from thy Law deters : 
 My Study, my Delight, my Counfellers. 
 
 DALETH, 
 
 Part. 4. My down-caft Soule, as thou haft promis'd, raife. 
 
 Thou know'ft my Thoughts ; direct me in thy Waies. 
 Informe, and I thy Wonders will profefie. 
 
 ftrengthen me, that labour in Diftrefle ! 
 Shew thy cleare Paths, falfe Errours mift remov'd. 
 
 1 have thy chofen Truth and Judgements lov'd. 
 To thele I cleave : O fhield me from Difgrace. 
 Inlarge my heart to runne that heavenly race. 
 
 * HE. 
 
 Part. f. Teach thou, and I thy Statutes will obferve : 
 Nor from that lacred Knowledge everfwerve. 
 My Soule to thofe delightfull Paths confine : 
 From Avaricepurge, and to thy Lawes incline. 
 Divert from vaine dcfires, my darkneffe cleare : 
 Confirme the Soule devoted to thy Feare. 
 Free fromfear'd fhame : thy Judgements are upright. 
 O quicken me, who in thy Word delight, 
 
 VAV. 
 
The Pfalmes^David. x ^ 
 
 VAV. 
 
 His Soule protect, who on thy Word relies 5 |> art , 
 
 And filence my reprochfull Enemies. 
 
 O thou my Hope, in me thy Truth preferve : 
 
 So I thy Lawes for ever fhall obferve ; 
 
 Will freely walke in thy affected way : 
 
 Will boldly before Kings thy Truth difplay. 
 
 For in thy Statutes I my comfort place • 
 
 Thofe ftudy, love, and with my Soule imbrace. 
 
 ZAIN. 
 
 Thinke of thy Promife, which my Hopes hath fed, j> art 
 
 Allftormes appeas'd, and rais'd me from the Dead; - - 
 
 Nor for proud feoffs have I thy Lawes declin'd : 
 
 Confirmed, when I thy Judgements call to mind. 
 
 They, who thy Lawes defert, incenfe my rage : 
 
 Sung in the manfion of my Pilgrimage. ) 
 
 Thy Name, great God, I prais'd, when others flept^ 
 
 This comfort had, fince I thy Statutes kept. 
 
 CHETH. 
 
 Thou art my Portion : I will thee adore, p g f t, § 2 
 
 Thy Lawes obferve, and promis'd Grace implore,, 
 
 My Actions by thy facred Rules dired: ; 
 
 And thy Commands with forward Zeale effect. 
 
 The Wicked rob ; but I thy Statutes prife : 
 
 At Midnight to applaud thy Juftice rife. 
 
 Who feare and keepe thy Lawes, fuch are my Friends, 
 
 Jnftruft ; thy Mercie through the World extends, 
 
 TETH, 
 
 Thou to thy Servant haft performed thy Word : p ^ --? 
 
 Difcerning knowledge to his Faith afford. ?*■ 
 
 Thou Seaof Goodnefle, that my Soule conformes 
 
 Unto thy Statutes, by Afflictions ftormes. 
 
 The Proud, fat at the Heart, bafe Slanders raife : 
 
 But I willtruftinthy affected Waies. 
 
 Me bleft Affliction to thy Courts hath brought. 
 
 Thy Lawes morepris'd then Ships with treafure fraught, 
 
 Cc JOB, 
 
^^ 
 
 146 xATarapbrafeupoft 
 
 JO a 
 
 Tart, 10. Informe me, my Creator, in thy Lawes ; 
 
 That thine may lee thy Obferver with applaufej 
 
 Thou ever juft, in favour doffc correct. 
 
 With promised Mercy comfort thine Elect. 
 
 That I may live, who in thy Precepts joy ; 
 
 Thofe keepe : the Proud, who cauflefie hate, deftroy. 1 
 
 Who feare and know thy Lawes, to me unite : 
 
 0, left I perifli, guide me by their light ! 
 
 CAPH. 
 
 Part. 11. With Expectation faint, and blind j yet ftill 
 
 My Soule expects. Thy Promife, Lord, fulfill* 
 
 1, though a bladder, on thy Word depend. 
 Confound my Foes : when (hall my Sorrows end ! 
 The Proud have pitcht their toils ; infring'd thy Laws : 
 Ofacredjuftice, fnatch me from their jawes. 
 
 They had almoft devoured • but I affect 
 Thy Precepts : quicken, and by thofe direct. 
 
 LAMED. 
 
 Part, 12. Thy faithfull Promises are fixt above ; 
 
 Firme as the Poles, or Earth ; which never move : 
 
 By thy eternall Ordinance difpos'd. 
 
 Thy Lawes my Life ; elfe Griefe my eyes had clos'd. 1 
 
 Nor will I thefe forget ; by thefe rene w'd. 
 
 Thy cholenfave, who hath thy Truth purfa'd. 
 
 The Wicked chafe my Soule, which thee obeies.' 
 
 Thy Word fhail laft, when Heaven and Earth decaies, 
 
 MEM. 
 
 Part i|« ° how 1 love ^ Lawes ! thofe exerci ^ c ! 
 By them made wifer then my Enemies. 
 
 More then my Teachers know, more then the Old 1 
 
 V Vith Vertue thefe inflame, from Vice with-hold. 
 
 That they may guide me, 1 have cleans'd my Heart : 
 
 And from thy Precepts never will depart : 
 
 Then Hermons Honey to my tafte jnore fweet. 
 
 By-waies I hate } by thine become difcreet. 
 
 NVN. 
 
The Pialmes of David, 147 
 
 NVN. 
 
 Thy Word, my Light ; a Lamp to guide my way, Part 14; 
 
 I fware t'obferve thy Truth, and will not ft ray. 
 
 My wounded Soule with promis'd mercy heale : 
 
 Accept my offerings, and thy Willreveale. 
 
 Although inclos'd with Death ; though Foes have laid 
 
 Snares for my Soule ; yet have I thee obei'd. 
 
 My comforts, my eternall Heritage. 
 
 may I keepe them, till I die for age, 
 
 SAMECH. 
 
 1 love thy Law ; my hate to fin is great : " art It 9 
 O thou my hope, my Shield, my fafe retreat ! 
 
 My Will fhall thine obey. Hence you prophane, 
 Lord, lave my Soule, nor let me hope in vaine. 
 Uphold • and I thy Juftice fhall applaud. 
 Thou haft intrapt thy Foes in their owne fraud • 
 Call out like Drofle. My heart affe&s thy path^ 
 Yet trembles with the horror of thy wrath, 
 
 AIN. 
 
 O leave me not to my outragious Foes : ^ art 1<s - 
 
 Nor to their fcorne my righteous Soule expofe. 
 
 Mine Eyes even faile, while I thy aide expecl:. 
 
 Be mercifull, and in thy Wayes dired:. 
 
 Inlarge my mind, thy Wayes to underftand : 
 
 P Tis time ; for they infringe thy juft Command, 
 
 Which more then Gold ; then Gold refin'd I prife - 
 
 In all upright. But hate deceitfull Hes. 
 
 PE. 
 
 Thy Word, the Gate of Life, evenBabes infpires Part 17. 
 
 With Knowledge : this my obfequious Soule admires : 
 
 This I with thirfty appetite devoure. 
 
 Thy ftreams of Mercy on thy Servant powre. 
 
 Compofe my fteps : fo fhall not finne fubjecT:, 
 
 Nor man opprefle : for I thy Lawes affecl:. 
 
 Shine on my Soule ; thy Statutes teach : mine Eyes* 
 
 Shed fhowres of teares, when men thy Lawes defpife, 
 
 Cc z TSADDX, 
 
14S c/4 Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Tsadd I. 
 
 Part. 18. a s Thou thy Selfe, fo all thy Lawes arejuft : 
 Faithfull to thofe, who in thy Promife truft. 
 Zeale hath confunfd me, for my Foes neglect 
 Ofthy pure Lawes,whichl in heart affect. 
 Thofe to obferve,though meane and fcorn'd, intend.] 
 Truth crownes thy Word j thy Juftice without end. 
 Thefeinmy griefe,and trouble comfort give. 
 Informe with Knowledge P that my Soule may live. 
 
 Co ph. 
 
 Patt 10. O heare my cries ! preferve his life, who will 
 Thy Laws obey,andjuft Commands fulfill. 
 My Eies out-watch the Night • my cries prevent 
 The early Morne, in due Devotion ipent. 
 Heare,and revive^hy Juftice execute 
 On lawleffe men : preferve from their purfuit. 
 Thy oft-tri'd Mercy ever is at hand. 
 Thy Judgements oneternailBafes ftand. 
 
 Resch. 
 
 Part 20 Behold my forrowes ; patronize my cauie. 
 
 Thy Word performe to him, that keepes thy Lawes^ 
 Death (hall devoure, who thy Commands neglect. 
 Thou,greatin Mercy, my fought life protect. 
 In all extreames I have thy Willobferv'd: 
 Griev'd,when TranfgreiTors from thy Statutes rwerv'd. 
 To me,who love thy Lawes, thy Grace extend: 
 Thy Truth began with Time,and knowes no end. 
 
 S c h 1 n. 
 
 Part 21. Tyrants opprefle ; thy Word reftraines my Minde : 
 VVherein I joy,like thofe whoTreafure finde* 
 Fraud I abhorre ; inamour'd on thy V Vaies. 
 Seven times a Day my Lips thy Juftice praife. 
 Who love thy Lawes,fweet Peace, and Safetie blefle. 
 In Thee I hope,nor thy j uft Will tranfgreiTe. 
 Thy Word obferve : thy Statutes I affect ; 
 Which through thefe humane Seas my courfe dircft. 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 149 
 
 Ta v. 
 
 Accept my Prayers : with Knowledge,Lord, indue « p 
 
 From Death redeeme ; fince to thy Promife true. 
 
 Thy Statutes taught, I will thy Praife refbund. 
 
 Thy Word extoll,andLawes with Juftice crown'd. 
 
 Thefe are my choice : uphold with thy right Hand • 
 
 Who feed on Hope,and joy in thy Command. 
 
 Prolong my life, that I thy Praife may fing. 
 
 Lord,thy ftraid Sheepe backe to thy Pafture bring, 
 
 PSALME CXX. 
 
 DIftreft,and in my minde difmay'd, 1 , 
 
 Whendeftitute of humane aid, Astney. 
 
 To Thee fuccefTefully I prai'd. 
 
 Lord, (hield me from the Fraudulent ^ 
 Fromthofe that are on malice bent - 3 
 Who envious Calumnies invent. 
 
 O thou falfe tongue, fteep't in the gall 
 Of Serpents ! what reward, for all 
 Thy mifchiefe,ihallto thee befall » 
 
 Like Arrowes fhot from Parthian firings,, 
 Fir'd Juniper,and Scorpions flings ; 
 Such art tnou,6 rhou worftof things! 
 
 Wo's me, that I fromlfrael 
 Exiled,muft in Mefech dwell . 
 And in the Tents of Ifraael ! 
 
 O how long fhall I live with thole, 
 Whofe favage minds fweet Peace oppofe- 
 WhereFury bydiflwafion growes: 
 
 Psalme exxr. 
 
 TO the Hils thine Eies ered, As the i/ 8 
 
 Helpe fromthofe alone expect. 
 He who Heaven and Earth hath aiade^ 
 Shall from Sion fend thee aid. 
 God thy ever-watchfull Guide, 
 Will not fuffer thee to flide a 
 
 He. 
 
150 xA Paraphrafe upon 
 
 He,evenhe, who Ifrael keepes, 
 Never (lumbers, never fleepes. 
 He,thy Guard, with Wings difplay'd> 
 Shall refrefh Thee in their Shade: 
 Suns fhall not with heat infect, 
 But their temperate beames reflect : 
 Norunwholfome Serene fhall 
 From the Moones moyft influence fall.' 
 When thou travel'tt on the way, 
 When at home thou fpend'ft the Day, 
 When fweet Peace thy life delights, 
 Whenimbroirdinbloudie Fights, 
 God fhall all thy fteps attend, 
 Now,and evermore defend. 
 
 PSALME CXXII. 
 
 As the cxi. /^\ Happy Summons .' to the Court 
 V-J And Temple of the Lord refbrt. 
 Jerufalem, our Feet fhall tread 
 Within thy Walls ! O thou the Head 
 Of all the Earth and Judah's Throne s 
 Three Cities ftronglyjoynd in one ! 
 The Tribes in throngs to Thee afcend ; 
 The Tribes which on the Lord depend : 
 Fat Offerings to his Altar bring, 
 AndhisimmortallPraifes ling. 
 There fhall he his Tribunall place, 
 The Judgement-feat of Davids Race. 
 Yourjoyes fhall with your daies increafe, 1 
 Who love and pray for Salems Peace, 
 May Peace within thy Walls abound s 
 Thy Palaces with joy refouhd : 
 Even for my Friends and Kindreds fake, 1 
 May never Warre thy Bulwarkes fhake : 
 Even for the hope of Ifrael, 
 And Houfe, where God vouchfafes to dwell. 
 
 As tlje 34+ 
 
 PSALME CXXIII. 
 
 THou mover of the rolling Spheares, 
 I through the Glaffes of my Teares, 
 To Thee my Eies ere<St. 
 As Servants marke their Matters hands : 
 As Maids their MiftrefTes commands, 
 And liberty expect ':' 
 
 So 
 
TbcPfalmesof David. m 
 
 So we, depreft by enemies, 
 
 And growing troubles, fixe our Eies 
 
 On God, who fits on High : 
 Till he in mercy (hall defcend 
 To give our miierics an end, 
 
 And turne our teares to joy. 
 
 O fave us, Lord, by all forlorne ; 
 ThefubjecT: of contempt, and fcorne. 
 
 Defend us from their pride, 
 Who live in fluency and eafe - 
 Who with our woes their malice pleafe^ 
 
 And miferies deride. 
 
 PSALME CXXIV. 
 
 BV T that God fought for us, may Ifrael fay ; As the 72. 
 
 But that God fought for us, in that fad Day ; 
 When men inflam'd with wrath ; againft us rofe ; 
 We had alive beenef wallowed by our Foes : 
 Then had we funke beneath the roaring Waves, 
 And in their horrid entrailes found our graves : 
 Then had their violence, like torrents powr'd 
 From melting Hils, our wretched lives devour'd*. 
 O bleftbe God ! who hath not given ourbloud 
 To quench their thirft, nor made our flefh their food,, 
 Our Souies,like Birds, havefcap't the Fowlers Net 5 
 The fhares are broke, which for our lives were fet. 
 Our onely confidence is in his Name, 
 Who made the Earth, and Heavens immortall frame* 
 
 Psalme CXXV. 
 
 THey, who the Lord their FortrefTe make, As the 9, 
 
 Shall like the Towers of Sionrife ; 
 VVhich dreadfull Earth-quakes never (hake, 
 
 Nor raging tumults of the skies. 
 Lo ! as the Hils of Solyma 
 
 Divine Jerufalem enclofe : 
 So (hall his Angels in the Day 
 
 Of danger, fhield them from their Foes. 
 The Wicked fhall not long fubjedt 
 
 Their holy Race j left through defpaire 
 They fhould the Lawes of God neglect^ 
 
 And be as their Commanders are. 
 Lord, to the Good be good j the Juft 
 
 Protect : Their punilhments increafe,, 
 
 VVho 
 
15* *A 'Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Who follow their rebellious luft : 
 
 J3ut crowne thy Ifrael with Peace? » 
 
 PsALME CXXVI. 
 
 As thecxi \7\7** en God had our deliverance wrought^ 
 
 V V And Sion out of Bondage brought j 
 Itfeem'd to us a Dreame ; who were 
 Diftra&ed betweene Hope and Feare. 
 Then (acred Joy fill'd every Breft : 
 
 In flowing Mirth, and Songs expreft. 
 The wondring Heathen oft would fay 5 
 How good ! how great a God have they ! 
 Great things for us the Lord hath wrought $' 
 Above the reach of humane thought : 
 We therefore will his praifes ling. 
 The Remnant, Lord, from Bondage bring $ 
 A s Rivers through the parched Sand, " 
 Or (howreswhichfallonthirftyland. 
 Who low in Teares, ftiall reape in Joy. 
 We after long Captivity, 
 Unto our native Soile retire « 
 3The fcope and crowne of our defire. 1 
 
 PsALME CXXVIL 
 
 As the 7I "\7Nleffe the Lord the houfe fuftaine, 
 
 V They build in vaine - 
 In vaine they watch, unlefle the Lord 
 
 The City guard. 
 In vaine you rife before the Light, 
 And breake the flumbers of the Night. 
 
 In vaine the bread of lorrow eat, 
 
 Gotbyyourfweatj 
 UnlefTe the Lord with good fuccefle 
 
 Your labours blefTe : 
 For he ail good on his beftows, 
 And crownes their eyes with fweet repofe. 
 
 Incrcafing Ions, his Heritage, 
 
 Renew their age ; 
 The pledges of their fruitful! love, 
 
 Given from above: 
 As formidable to the Foe, 
 As Arrows from a Giants bow. 
 
 He 
 
The Plalrhes of David, i 5 3 
 
 He is belov'dof God, and bleft 
 Above ^bereft • 
 
 Whofe Quivers with fuch Shafts abound 
 By men renown'd : 
 
 Nor fhall his ad verlary dread ; 
 
 When they at the Tribunall plead, 
 
 H 
 
 PSALME CXXVIII, 
 
 Appy he, who God obeys, As the 1 /. 
 
 Nor from his direction ftraies ; 
 Thou fhalt of thy labours feed 5 
 All fhall to thy with fucceed : 
 Likeafaire and fruitfull Vine, 
 By thy Houfe, thy Wife fhall joyne : 
 Sons, obedient to command, 
 Shall about thy Table Hand i 
 Like greene plants of Olives, fet 
 By the moi fining rivulet. 
 He who feares the Power above, 
 Thus fhall profper in his love. 
 God fhall thee from Sion blefTe j 
 Thou [halt joy in the fnccelTe 
 Which the Lord will Salem give, 
 While thou haft a day to live : 
 Thou fhalt fee our Iiraels peace, 
 And thy childrens large increafe. 
 
 PSALME CXXIX, 
 
 OVt from my early youth have they A s the cxi, 
 
 Amicted me , may Ifraelfay : 
 Oft from my early youth aflaild ; 
 As oft,have their endeavours fail'd. 
 My backe with long deepe furrowes wound j 
 As Plow-fhares teare the patient ground. 
 The ever Juft hath broke their bands, 
 And fav'd me from their cruell hands. 
 Let Sions Foes with infamy 
 Be clothed, and untimely die. 
 Be they like Corne on Houfes tops, 
 Which Reapers fickle never crops, 
 Nor Binder in his bofome beares : 
 But withers ftill before it eares. 
 No Travailer their labours bleffe, 
 Nor fay, We wifh you good lucceile, 
 
 Dd P.SALME 
 
• I I I III I — I II I I I ■ II— 
 
 1 54 %A Taraphrafe upon 
 
 PSALME CXX^. 
 
 As the io. CS^ T °^ the horrour of the Eteepe, 
 
 y~J Where feare and fbrrow never ileepc^ 
 To thee my cries 
 Infighesarife: 
 Lord from defpaire thy fervant jkcepe: 
 O lend a gracious eare, 
 And my petitions heare. 
 
 For if thou fhould'ft ourfinnes obferve t 
 Andpunilh us, as we deferve : 
 Not one of all 
 But then muft fall; 
 Since all from their obedience fwerve : 
 Yet art not thou fevere, 
 That we thy Name might feare. 
 
 Thy mercies ourmif-deedstranfeend r 
 My hopes upon thy Truth depend ; 
 Difconfolate 
 OntheeIwaite ; 
 As weary Centinels attend 
 
 The chearefull Morns uprife 
 With long- expecting eyes. 
 
 O you that are of Jacobs Race, 
 In him your Hopes, and Comforts place •' 
 His praifes fing s 
 The living Spring 
 Of Mercy and redundant Grace : 
 Forhewilllirael 
 Redeeme from Sin and Hell. 
 
 PSALME CXXXI. 
 
 A -L ■ - npHouLordmywitnefTeart; 
 
 As trie 32. i- lam not proud of heart 5 
 
 Nor looke with lofty eyes j 
 
 None envy,nor delpife ; 
 
 Nor to vaine pomp apply 
 
 My thoughts, nor fore too high : 
 
 But in behaviour mild ; 
 
 And as a tender child, 
 
 Wean'd from his Mothers breft, 
 
 On thee alone I reft. 
 
 O 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 1 5 j 
 
 Olfrael, adore 
 The Lord for evermore : 
 Be He the onely fcope 
 Of thy unfainting hope. 
 
 PSALME CXXXIL 
 
 As the 72, 
 
 REmember David, Lord ; remember Thou 
 His Troubles - t thy Redemptions ; and the Vow 
 He to the mighty God of Jacob made ; 
 Bound by an Oath ; and in thefe words convay 'd : 
 No Roofe fhall cover me, norlweetrepofe 
 Refrefh my Limbs, or fleepe my eye-lids clofe, 
 Till I have found a place for his Abode ; 
 Even for the Temple of the living God. 
 The Arke, we heard, in Ephrata long ftood ; 
 A nd found it in the valley cloth'd with W ood. 
 We will into thy Tabernacle goe, 
 And there our felves before thy Foot-ftoole throw. 
 Afcend to thy eternall Reft at length ; 
 Thou, and the Arke of thy admired ftrength. 
 
 let thy Priefts be cloth'd with fan&itie, 
 And all thy Saints ling with triumphant joy : 
 For Davids fake receive into thy Grace : 
 From thy Anointed never turne thy Face. 
 For thus thou fwor'ft who never wilt forget j 
 Thy Son (hall long polTeffe thy royall Seat : 
 And if thy Children my commands obferve, 
 Nor from the rules of my prefcription fwerve ; 
 Their Off-fpring fhall the Hebrew Scepter fway, 
 Even while the Sun illuminates the Day. 
 
 For SionI have chofen ; Sion great 
 In my affections j my eternall Seat. 
 
 1 will abundantly increafe her ftore ; 
 
 And with the flower of Wheat fufteine her poore : 
 Her Priefts fhall bleflings to her People bring } 
 Htr joyfull Saints in facred meafures ling. 
 There fhall the Home of David frefhly fprout ; 
 Their lamp of glory never fhall burne out : 
 His Diadem fhall flourifhon his head : 
 But Nets of fhame his Foes fhall over-fpread* 
 
 PSALME CXXXIII. 
 
 OBleft eftate » bleft from above ! As the cxi 
 
 When Brethren joyne inmutuaUIove, 
 
 Dd z Tis 
 
15^ ' *A Paraphrafe upon 
 
 *Tis like the precious Odors (hcd 
 
 On confecrated Aarons head : 
 
 Which trickled from his Beard andBreaft, 
 
 Downe to the borders of his Veft. 
 
 'Tis like the pearles of Dew that drop 
 
 On Hermons ever-fragrant top : 
 
 Or which the fmiling Heavens diftill 
 
 On happy Sions facred Hill. 
 
 For God hath there his favours plac't, 
 
 And joy, which (hall for everlaft. 
 
 PSALME CXXXIV. 
 
 As the 47, V ^ u > wno t ^ lc ^ or d adore, 
 
 ■* Andat his Altar wait; 
 Who keepe your watch before 
 The thrcfliold of his Gate 5 
 His praifes ling 
 By filent Night, 
 Till cheerefull light 
 I'th'Orient Ipring. 
 
 Your hands devoutly raife 
 To his divine RecefTe ; 
 The Worlds Creator praife, 
 And thus the People blefTe 5 
 The God of Love, 
 From Sions Towers, 
 To you and yours 
 Propitious prove. 
 
 PSALME CXXXV. 
 
 As the 72. f\ You, who Ephods weare and Incenie fling 
 V-J On facred flames ; Jehovah' s praifes ling. 
 You, who his Temple guard, O celebrate 
 His glorious Name ; his noble Acts relate. 
 How great a joy with fuch fincere delight 
 To crowne the Day, and entertaine the Night ! 
 For Ifrael is his choice ; and Jacobs Race 
 His treafare, and the object of his Grace. 
 In power how infinite ! how much before 
 Thofe mortall gods, whom franticke men adore ! 
 All on his Will depend h all homage owe, 
 In Heaven, in Earth, and in the Depths below. 
 At his command exhaled Vapors rile, 
 
 And 
 
The Pialmcs of David. 
 
 «57 
 
 Part. 
 
 And in condenfed clouds obfcure the Skies. 
 From thence,in fhowres He horrid Lightning flings ; 
 And from their Caves the ftrugling Tempefts brings. 
 He the firft-borne of Men and Cattellflew ; 
 Frelh ftreams of bloud the Towns and Plains imbrew. 
 Thmhabitants thatdrinkeof Nilus floud, 
 At his confounding Wonders trembling ftood. 
 Great Princes, who exqell'd in fortitude, 
 And mighty Nations by his power fubdu'd. 
 Strong Sihon, whom the Amorites obey'd ; 
 And ftrenuous Og, who Bafhans Scepter fway'd 3 
 With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites, 
 Who to the Conquerours reiigne their rights : 
 To whom he their difmantled Cities grants, 
 And in thofe fmitfull fields his Hebrews plants. 
 Thy Name (hall laft unto eternity j 
 And thy immortal! Fame (hall never die. 
 Thou doll thy Servant pardon and protect ; 
 Advance the Humble, and the Proud deject. 
 Thofe helpleffe gods, ador'din forraign Lands;, 
 Are Gold, and Silver • wrought by humane hands : 
 Blind Eyes have they, deafe Kares,ftillfilent Tongues; 
 Nor breath exhale from their una&ive lungs. 
 Who made, referable them ; and fuch are thofe, 
 Who in fuch fenleleife ftocks their hopes repofe, 
 O praife the Lord, you who from Ifrael fpring - y 
 His Praifes, O you Sons of Aaron, fing : 
 You of the Houfe of Levi praife his Name : 
 All you who God adore, his Praife proclaims 
 From Sion praife the onely Good and Great 3 
 Who in Jerufalem hath fixt his Seat. 
 
 Psalme CXXXVL 
 
 
 HeBountie of Jehovah praife : This God of gods all 
 
 B a s >; 
 
 
 Scepters fwaies. Thankcsto the Lord of lords afford; And 
 
 * 
 
 his 
 
!j$ ' %ATarapbrafeupoH 
 
 ■J>' 
 
 \ 
 
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 IliJpilEg^gl^ il^ Ef p E lEE g^ 
 
 his amazing Wonders blaze : For from the King of kings 
 
 Eternall Mercic Iprings. 
 
 Himpraife, who fram'd thearched Skie* 
 Thofe Orbs that move fb orderly. 
 Firme Earth above, 
 The Flouds that move 
 Display 'd, and rais'd the Hils on high. 
 For from the King of kings 
 f Eternall Mercy fprings. 
 
 Who Sun and Moone inform'd with Light, 
 To guide the Day, and rule the Night ; 
 The fixed Starres, 
 And Wanderers 
 Created by divine fore-light. 
 
 For from the King of kings 
 Eternall Mercy fprings. 
 
 The firft-borne of ^Egyptians flew ; 
 
 Whole wounds the thirfty Earth imbrew : 
 And from that Land, 
 With powerfull hand, 
 
 Th'opprefTed fonnes of Jacob drew. 
 For from the King of kings 
 
 Eternall mercy fprings. 
 
 The parted Seas before them fled, 
 Who in their empty chanels tread : 
 The joyning waves, 
 iEgyptian graves : 
 And his through rood-leifc Deferts led. 
 For from the King of Kings 
 Eternall mercy fprings. 
 
 
 Who 
 
The Primes of David. 
 
 Who numerous Armies put to flight, 
 And mighty Princes flew in fight : 
 Ogproftratelaid, 
 Who Bafhan fwaf d 5 
 And Sihon the crown'd Amonte. 
 For from the King of kings 
 Eternall mercy iprings. 
 
 By his ftrong hand thole Giants fell - 
 And gave their Lands to Ifrael : 
 Confirmed by deed 
 Vnto their Seed : 
 Who in their conquer'd Cities dwell. 
 For from the King of kings 
 Eternall mercy fprings. 
 
 Remembred us in our diftreiTe; 
 And freed from thofe, who didopprefle. 
 He food doth give 
 To all that live. 
 The God of Heaven, Olfrael, blefle, 
 Forfrom the King of kings 
 Eternall Mercy Iprings . 
 
 PSALME CXXXVII. 
 
 ' A S on Euphrates fiiady banks we lay, As t i ie Ia 
 
 X-k And there, O Sion, to thy Alhes pay 
 
 Our funerall teares : our fiient Harps, unftrung, 
 
 And unregarded, on the W illowes hung. 
 
 Lo, they who had thy defolation wrought, 
 
 And captiv'd Judah unto Babel brought, 
 
 Deride the teares which from our Sorrowes fpring » 
 
 Andfayinfcorne, A Song of Sioniing. 
 
 Shall we prophane our Harps at their command ? 
 
 Or holy Hymnes iing in a forraigne Land ? 
 
 O Solyma ! thou that art now become 
 
 A heape of ftones, and tothy felfe a Tomb ! 
 
 When 1 forget thee, my deare Mother, let 
 
 My fingers their melodious skill forget : 
 
 When I a joy disjoyn'dfrom thine, receive • 
 
 Then may my tongue unto my palate cleave. 
 
 Remember Edom, Lord ; their cruell pride, 
 
 Who in the Sack of wretched Salem cry'd ; 
 
 Downe with their Buildings , rafe them to the ground. 
 
 Nor let one Stone be on another found. 
 
 Th 
 
160 %A Parapbrafe upon 
 
 Thou Babylon, whofe Towers now touch the Skie, 
 That fhortly (halt as low in mines he j 
 O happy ! O thrice happy they, who (hall 
 With equall cruelty revenge our fall ! 
 Thatdafh thy Childrens braines againft the ftones : 
 And without pity heare their dying grones. 
 
 PSALME CXXXVIII. 
 
 As the 4*. \A Y Soule > a PP^ud our glorious King • 
 -*-VA,Before the Gods hispraifes fing : 
 His Mercy an eternall Spring. 
 
 For this, on confecrated ground 
 Wi II I adore ; thy Truth refound ; 
 Thy Word above all Names renown'd. 
 
 Thou heard'ft me, when to thee I cri'd . 
 When Danger charg'd on every fide - 
 By thee confirm' d and fortifi'd. 
 
 All thofe, who awfull Scepters beare, 
 When they of thy Performance heare, 
 Shall worfhip thee with reverent feare. 
 
 They (hall his Truth and Mercy praife, 
 Who all the World withjufticefwaies • 
 Whofe Wonders Adoration raife. 
 
 Although inthron'd above the Skits t 
 He on the lowly cafts his eyes, 
 But doth the Infolent defpife. 
 
 Though ftormes of Troubles me indole s 
 Yet thou (halt fave me from my Foes, 
 And raife me in their overthrowes. 
 
 For God his Promife will effect - 
 The Faithfull faithfully protect ; 
 Nor ever his owne Choice rejecl:. 
 
 Asthecxi. 
 
 PSALME CXXXIX. 
 
 THou know'ft me, O thou onely Wife -, 
 Seed when I fit, and when I rile ; 
 Canft my concealed thoughts difclole • 
 Obferv'ft my Labours and Repofe • 
 
 Know ft 
 
The Pfalmes of David . \6i 
 
 Know'ft all my Counfels, all my Deeds, 
 Each word which from my Tongue proceeds ; 
 Behind, before, by thee inclos a • 
 Thy Hand on every partimpos'd. 
 Such knowledge my capacitie 
 Tranfcends ; fo wonderfull, fbhigh i 
 O which way fhall I take my flight > 
 Or where conceale me from thy fight ? 
 Afcend I Heaven ; Heaven is thy Throne : 
 Dive I to Hell ; there art thou knowne. 
 Should I the Mornings wings obtaine, 
 And flie beyond th'Hefperian Maine ; 
 Thy powerfuli Arme would reach rne there, 
 Reduce, and curb me with thy feare. 
 V/ere I involv'd in {hades of Night j 
 That DarknefTe would convert to Light, 
 What Clouds can from difcovery free ! 
 What Night, wherein thou canft not fee ! 
 The Night would fhine like Daies cleare flame- 
 Darkneue and Light, to Thee the fame. 
 Thou fift'ft my f eines, even thoughts to come ; 
 Thou cloth'dftme in my Mothers womb. 
 Great God, that haft fo ftrangely rais'd 
 This Fabrick ; be thou ever prais'd. 
 
 O full of Admiration j> art ; 
 
 Are thefe thy Works ! to me well-knowne. 
 My bones were to thy view difplaid, 
 VVhen I in fecret fhades was made ; 
 When wrought by thee with curious art, 
 As in the Earths inferiourpart. 
 On me, an Embryon, didft thou looke : 
 My members written in thy Booke 
 Before they were: which perfect grew 
 In time, and open to the view. 
 Thy Counfels admirable are « 
 And yet as infinite as rare. 
 O could I number them, farre more 
 Then Sands upon the murmuring {hore 3 
 VVhen I awake, thy Works againe 
 My thoughts with wonder entertaine. 
 The Wicked thou wiltfurely kill. 
 Hence you, who bloud with pleafure IpilL 
 Their tongues thy Majeftic profane • 
 They take thy facred Name in vaine. 
 Lord, hate not I thy Enemies > 
 And grieve, when they againft thee rife ? 
 
 Ee 
 
i6z *A Parapbrafe upon 
 
 I hate theni with a perfect hate 5 
 And, as my Foes, would ruinate. 
 Search and explore rny heart : O try 
 My thoughts, and their Integritie. 
 Behold, if 1 from Vertue ftray : 
 And lead in thy eternall Way. 
 
 PSALME CXL. 
 
 As the 14. T ° rc ^ ^ ave me ^ rom tne Violent j 
 
 X-» From him who takes delight in ill : 
 
 Whofe heart Deceit and Mifchiefe fiUj 
 On bloudy Warre and Outrage bent. 
 
 Their wounding Tongues, like Serpents whet $ 
 Poifon of Afps their Lips inclofe. 
 O fave from fierce and Wicked Foes j 
 
 Who toiles, to overthrow me, fet ! 
 
 The Proud have hid their cords and fnares ; 
 
 Spread alltheir Nets s their Gins have laid. 
 
 To God, Thou art my God, I laid ; 
 O gently heare thy Suppliant's pray'rs. 
 
 My ftrong Prefervcr in the fight, 
 As with a Helme, my head defends. 
 Let not the Wicked gaine their ends ; 
 
 Lord, left their pride rile with their might. 
 
 Themfelves let their owne Slanders wound : 
 Deftroy Him who their fury leads. 
 Let burning coles fall on their heads ; 
 
 And quenchlefle flames imbrace them round. 
 
 Caft them into the Depths below ; 
 
 From thence, O never let them rife ! 
 
 Let Death the Slanderer furprife ; 
 And Mifchiefe falvage Wrath o'rethrow. 
 
 God to th' AfHi&ed aid will give ; 
 
 The Poore defend from Death and Shame. 
 
 The Juft (hall celebrate thy Name 5 
 And ever in thy Prefence live* 
 
 PSALME 
 
The Pfalmes of David. 1 6$ 
 
 Psalme CXLI. 
 
 *y O Thee I cry ; Lord heare my cries s As thc ^ 
 
 J. O come with ipeed unto my aid: 
 Let my fad Prayres before Thee rife, 
 
 Like Incenfe on the Altar laid ; 
 
 Or as when I, with hands difplaid, 
 Prefent my Evening Sacrifice. 
 
 Before my mouth a Guardian fet-, 
 
 My Lips with barres of Silence clofe. 
 O let me not thy Lawes forget ; 
 
 And wickedly combine with thofe, 
 
 Who Thee, and all that's good, oppofej 
 Nor of their deadly Dainties eat. 
 
 But let the Juft wound and reprove ; 
 
 Such ftnpesand checks, an argument 
 Of their fincere and prudent love ; 
 
 Like Odours of a iragrant Sent, 
 
 Pour'd on my head, no breaches rent. 
 My prayres fhall for their fafety move. 
 
 Mongft Rocks their Chiefes in ambufh lie : 
 
 Yet have my fuff'rings underftood. 
 Our fevered bones are lcattered by 
 
 The mouthes of graves, like clefts of Wood. 
 
 Lord, lave from thofe, that hunt for bloud : 
 On Thee with faith I caft mine eye. 
 
 O from their Machinations free, 
 
 That would my guiltlefTe Soule betray ; 
 From thole who in my wrongs agree, 
 
 And for my life their engine s lay. 
 
 May they by their owne craft decay ; 
 But let me thy Salvation lee. 
 
 Psalme CXLII. 
 
 \7 \ 7-Ith fighes and cries to God I praid j As the f , 
 
 * V To him my liipplication made j 
 Pour'd out my teares, 
 My cares and feares ; 
 My wrongs before him laid. 
 
 Ee % 
 
1^4 *A Parapbraft upon 
 
 My fainting fpiritsalmoft fpent : 
 He knew the path in which I went. 
 Yet in my way 
 Their fhares they lay/ 
 Withmercilefle intent. 
 
 My Eyes I round about me throw ; 
 None fee, that will th'Oppreffed know • 
 
 No refuge left; 
 
 Of hope bereft; 
 Vainepity none beftow. 
 
 Then unto God I cri'd, and faid, 
 Thou art my Hope, and onely Aid ; 
 The Portion 
 I build upon, 
 While with fraile flefh araid. 
 
 O Sourfe of Mercy, heare my cry, 
 Left I with wafting forrow die : 
 
 Shield from my foes, 
 Who now inclofe ; 
 Since of more ftrength then I. 
 
 My Soule out of this Prifon bring, 
 That I may praile thee, O my King. 
 Whotruftinthee, 
 Shall compafle me, 
 And of thy Bounty fing. 
 
 PSALME CXLIII. 
 
 As the 39 . T ° rd > to ^^i 01 ?, 30 eare > 
 " J-i Thafflided heare; 
 
 According to thy Equity, 
 
 And Truth reply ; 
 
 Nor prove fevere : for in thy light 
 
 None living fhall be found upright. 
 
 The Foe my Soule befiegeth round, 
 Strikes to the ground : 
 
 In darknefle hath inveloped, 
 
 Like men long dead : 
 
 My mind with forrow overthrowne ; 
 
 My heart within meftupid growne. 
 
 I call 
 
The Pfalmes of David. \6k 
 
 I call to minde thofe ancient Daies 
 
 FiU'd with thy praife : 
 Thy Works alone poflefTe my thought^ 
 
 With wonder wrought. 
 To thee I ftretch ray zealous Hand 5 
 Defir'dlike raine by thirfty land. 
 
 Approach with fpeed } my Spirits faile ; p art 
 
 Tliy Face unveile : 
 Leaft I forthwith grow like to thofe, 
 
 Whom graves indole. 
 O let me of thy Mercy heare, 
 Before the morning Sun appeare. 
 
 My God, thou art the onely fcope 
 
 Of all my hope: 
 O (hew methyprefcribedway, 
 
 Left I (hould ftray. 
 For to thy Throne I raife mine eyes j 
 My Soule, and all my faculties. 
 
 Save from my Foes : to Thee loe l m 
 
 For refuge flie: 
 Informe me, that I may fulfill 
 
 Thy facred Will. 
 My God, let thy good Spirit lead, 
 That in thy paths my Feet may tread. 
 
 O for thy Honour quicken me, 
 
 Who truft in Thee : 
 Out of thefe Straights, for Juftice fake P 
 
 Thy Servant take. 
 In mercy cut Thou off my Foes, 
 Whofe hate hath multipli'd my woes. 
 
 PSALME CXLIV. 
 
 TT*H e Lord, my Strength, be onely prais'd s * „ j. - 
 
 ■*• The Lord, who hath my courage rais'd : 
 In doubtfull Battell given me mighty 
 And skill how to direct, and fight. 
 MyFautor, FortrefTe, high-built Tower; 
 My Rocke, Redeemer, Shield and Power j 
 My onely Confidence ; who ftill 
 Subje&s my People to my will. 
 Lord, what is Man, or hisfraile Race, 
 That thou (hould'ft fuch a vapour grace ! 
 
 Ee 3 Mail 
 
166 ji Ptrapbrafe upon 
 
 Man nothing is but vani tic ; 
 
 A fhadowfwiftiy gliding by. 
 
 Great God,ftoope from the bending Skies, 
 
 The Mountaines touch, and Clouds (hall rife ; 
 From thence thy winged Lightning throw j 
 Rout and confound the flying Foe ; 
 Stretch downethy hand,which onely laves, 
 And fhatch me from the furious Wav es. 
 Free from rebellious Enemies, 
 Inur'd to perjuries, and lies : 
 Their Hands defil'd with fraud and wrong. 
 Then will I in a new-made Song, 
 Unto the foftly-warbling firing, 
 Of thy Illuftrious Praifes ling. 
 Part. 2. Thou Kings prefer v'ft; haft me preferv'd j 
 Even David, who thy Will obferv'd ^ 
 Free from rebellious Enemies, 
 Inur'd to perjuries and lies : 
 Foule deeds their violent hands defile \ 
 Hands prone to treacherie and guile : 
 That in their Youth our Sonnes may grow 
 Like Lawrell Groves ; our Daughters fhow 
 Like polifh't pillars deck't with Gold ; 
 Which high and Royallroofcs uphold : 
 Our Magazines abound with Graine, 
 Provifion of all forts containe : 
 Increafing Flockes our Paftures fill, 
 And wel-fed Steeres the Fallowes till $ 
 That no incurfions Peace affright $ 
 NoArmiesjoyneindreadfull fight; 
 No daring Foe our Walls inveft, 
 Nor fearefull fhriekes difturbe our reft. 
 Bleft People ! who in this eftate 
 Injoy your felves without debate : 
 And happie, 6 thrice happy they, 
 Who for their God,the Lord obey 
 
 V I 
 
 PSALME CXLV. 
 
 As the cxi T Still will of thy Glorie fing ; 
 
 JLThy Name extoll,my God, my King, 
 
 N day fhall pafTe without thy praife ; 
 
 Frais'd while the Sunne his Beames difplaycs. 
 
 Great is the Lord, whofe praife exceeds : 
 
 Infcrutable are all his Deeds. 
 
 One Age fhall to another tell 
 
 Thy Workes, which fo in power excel!. 
 
 The 
 
The Pialmes of David, 1 6> 
 
 The Beautic of thy Excellence, 
 
 And Oracles intrauce ray Senfe. 
 
 Men fhall thy dreadfull Acls relate 5 
 
 My Verle thy Greatnes celebrate ; 
 
 To memory thy Favours bring , 
 
 And of thy noble Iuftice fing. 
 
 For in Thee Grace and Pitie live - 
 
 To anger flow,fwift to forgive. 
 
 All on thy Goodnefle ,Lord, depend : 
 
 Thy Mercies all thy \V~orkes tranfeend; 
 
 Even all thy Worses fhall praife thy Name t 
 
 Thy Saints fhall celebrate the fame : 
 
 Of thy farre-fpreading Empire fpeake 5 
 
 Thy Power,to which all Powers are weake & 
 
 To make thy Acts to Mortals knowne, 
 
 And glory of thy awefull 1 hrone. 
 
 Thy Kingdome never fhall have end : Part. 2 . 
 
 Thy Rule beyond Times flight extend. 
 
 The Lord fhall thofe, who fall,mftaine 5 
 
 AndSoules dejected raife againe. 
 
 Allfeeke from Thee their livelyhoodj 
 
 Thou in due feafbn giv'ft them food : 
 
 Thy liberall Hand,Men } Birds,and Beafts, 
 
 Even all that live,with plenty feafts. 
 
 The Lord is Juft in all his V Vaies, 
 
 Who Mercie in his V Vorkes difplaies $ 
 
 Is prefent by his power with all, 
 
 VVho on his Name fincerely call ; 
 
 For he will their delires effect ; 
 
 Regard their cries j from Foes protect. 
 
 VVho love Him,Safetie (hall enjoy : 
 
 The Lord the Wicked will deftroy, 
 
 My T ongue hisGoodneffe fhall proclame, 
 
 Man-kinde,for ever praife his Name. 
 
 Psalme CXLVI. 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 OMy SouIe,praife thou the Lord: 
 WhiIftthouliv'ft,hispraife record, As ™cz 9 . 
 
 Whilft I am,eternall King, 
 I will of thy praife s ling. 
 0,no hope in Princes place - 
 Truft in none of humane race^ 
 Who can give no helpe at all 3 
 Nor prevent his proper fall. 
 
 When 
 
1 6g \A Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 i ■ ^-^^ — _ . *=»■ wmxw ^ i»« i . i ~tti w . 
 
 When his parting breath expires, , 
 
 He againe to Earth retires. 
 Ev'n in that uncertaine day 
 All his thoughts with him decay* 
 Happy he, whom God protects ; 
 He, on whom his Grace reflects. 
 Happy he, who plants his truft 
 On the onely Good and Juft. 
 He who Heavens blew Arch difplai'd i 
 He who Earths Foundation laid ; 
 Spread the Land-imbracing Maine • 
 Made what ever all containe : 
 True to what his Word profeft 5 
 He revengeth the oppreft ; 
 Hungry Soules with food fuftainesj 
 And unbinds the Prifbners chaines : 
 To the blind reftores his fight ; 
 Reares, who fall by wicked might, 
 Righteoufnefle his Soule affects. 
 FriendlefTe Strangers he protects, 
 Widdowes, and the FatherlefTe ; 
 Thole confounds whothefe opprefTe* 
 Zion, God, thy God fhallraigne, 
 While the Poles their Orbs fuftaine. 
 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 Psalme CXLVTI. 
 
 As the cxi T Ehovah praife with one content. 
 
 -I- How comely! fweet ! how excellent, 
 
 To ling our great Creators praife ! 
 
 Whofe hands late ruin d Salem raife, 
 
 Collecting fcattered Ifrael, 
 
 That they in their owne Townes may dwell : 
 
 He cures the forrowes of our minds ; 
 
 Our woundsimbalmes, and foftly binds. 
 
 He numbers Heavens bright-fparkling Flame s, 
 
 And calls them by their feverall Names. 
 
 Great is our God, and great in might ; 
 
 His knowledge O moft infinite ! 
 
 The Humble unto Thrones erects i 
 
 The Infolent to Earth dejects. 
 
 Prefent your thanks to our great King ; 
 
 On folemne Harps his Praifes fing ; 
 
 Who Heaven with gloomy Vapors hides, 
 
 And timely Raine for Earth provides. 
 
 With 
 
The Pialmes of David. 1 69 
 
 With grafle he cloths the pregnant Hils, 
 
 And hungry beafts with Herbage fils. 
 
 He feeds the Ravens croaking brood, 
 
 ( Left by the Old ) that cry for food. 
 
 He cares not for the ftrength of Horie, Part. 2. 
 
 Nor mans ftrong limbs, and matchlelie force : 
 
 But thofe affects, who in his Path 
 
 Their feet direct with conftant Faith. 
 
 O Solyma, Jehovah praife ; 
 
 To God thy Voice, OSion, raife : 
 
 Who hath thy City fortify 'd • 
 
 Thy ftreets with Citizens fupply'd : 
 
 Firme peace in allthy borders fet, 
 
 And fed thee with the flowre of Wheat. 
 
 He fends forth his Commands, which flie 
 
 More Iwift then Lightning through the Skie : 
 
 The Snow-like Woollon Mountains fpreads -, 
 
 And hoary Frofts like Afhes fheds - y 
 
 While folid Flouds their courfe refraine, 
 
 VVhatMortall can his coldfuftain ? 
 
 At his Command, by Wind and Sun 
 
 Diflblv'd, tlf unfetter'd Rivers run. 
 
 His Lawes to Jacob he hath fhowne ; 
 
 His Judgements are to Ifrael knowne. 
 
 Not fo with other Nations deales, 
 
 From whom his Statutes he conceales. 
 
 PSALME CXLVIII. 
 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 YOu, who dwell above the Skies, As the 29. 
 
 Free from humane miferies 5 
 You whom higheft Heaven imbowres^ 
 Praife the Lord with all your powers. 
 Angels, your cleare Voices raife ; 
 Him you Heavenly Armies praife : 
 Sun, and Moone withborrow'd light i 
 All youfparkling Eyes of Night : 
 Waters hanging in the aire - y 
 Heaven of Heavens his Praife declare. 
 His deferved Praife record ; 
 His, who made you by his Word •, 
 Made you evermore to laft, 
 Set you bounds not to be paft. 
 Let the Earth his Praife refound : 
 Monftrous Whales, and Seas profound - 
 
 Vapors, 
 
i/o xA Tarapbrafe upon 
 
 Vapors, Lightning, Haile, and Snow ; 
 
 Stormes, wnich when he bids them, blow: 
 
 Flowry Hils, and Mountains high j 
 
 Cedars, neighbours to the Skie 5 
 
 Trees that fruit in feafon yield. 
 
 All the Cattell of the Field . 
 
 Salvage beafts j all creeping things ^ 
 
 All that cut the Aire with wings. 
 
 You who awfull Scepters fway j 
 
 You inured to obey ; 
 
 Princes, Judges of the Earth ; 
 
 All of high and humble birth ; 
 
 Youths, and Virgins, flourilhing 
 
 In the beauty of your fpring : 
 
 You who bow with Ages weight ; 
 
 You who were but borne of late : 
 
 Praife his Name with one content : 
 
 O how great! how excellent ! 
 
 Then the Earth profounder farre j 
 
 Higher then the higheft Starre. 
 
 He will his to honour raife. 
 
 You his Saints, refbundhis Praife . 
 
 You who are of Jacobs Race, 
 
 And united to his Grace. 
 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 PSALME CXLIX. 
 
 As the 29. HT O the God, whom we adore, 
 
 * Sing a Song unfiing before : 
 His immortall Praife reherle, 
 Where his Holy Saints converie. 
 Ifrael, O thou his Choice, 
 In thy Makers Prajfe rejoyce : 
 Zions Sons, rejoyce, and iing 
 To the Honour of your King. 
 In the Dance his Praife refound 5 
 Strike the Harp, let Timbrels found. 
 God in GoodnefTe infinite, 
 In his People takes delight* 
 God with fafety will adorne 
 Thofe, whom men afflicl: with fcorne. 
 Let his Saints in glory joy ; 
 Sing as in their Beds they lie : 
 Highly praife the living Lord ; 
 Arm'd with their two-edged Sword, 
 
 AH 
 
The Pfalmcs of David. 171 
 
 A 11 the Heathen to confound • 
 And the Nations bordering round ; 
 Binding all their Kings with cords 9 
 Fettring their captived Lords : 
 That they in divine puriuit, 
 May his judgements execute ; 
 As 'tis writ, liich Honour (hall 
 Unto all his Saints befall. 
 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 Psalwe CL. 
 
 Halelu-jah. 
 
 PRaife the Lord inthron'd on high • ^ s ^ 2 
 
 Praife hirn in his San&itie - 
 Praife him for his mighty Deeds -, 
 Praife him who in Power exceeds - 
 Praife with Trumpets, pierce the Skies } 
 Praife with Harps and Pfalteries ; 
 Praife with Timbrels, Organs, Flutes ; 
 Praife with Violins, and Lutes • 
 Praife, with filver Cymbals ling i 
 Praife on thofe which loudly ring. 
 Angels, all of humane birth, 
 Praife the Lord of Heaven and Earth. 
 
 Halelu-jah, 
 

A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON 
 
 ECCLESIASTES. 
 
 THis Sermon the much-knowing Preacher made : 
 King Davids Sonne ; who Judah's Scepter fwai'd, Chan 
 
 O reftlefle vanitie of Vanities ! ' ' *' 
 
 Allis but vanitie,the Preacher cries, 
 What profit have we by our Labors won, 
 Of all beneath the Circuit of the Sun > 
 The Earth is fix't,we fleeting: as one Age 
 Departs,another enters on the Stage. 
 The fetting Sunne refignes his Throne to Night : 
 Then haftens to reftore the morning Light. 
 The Winde flyes to the South,fhifts to the Northj 
 And wheeles about to where it lirft brake forth. 
 A 11 Rivers run into th'infatiate Maine - y 
 Fromthence,to their old Fountaines creepe againe, 
 InceiTantly all toyle. The fearching Minde, 
 The Eye,and Eare,nofatisfa£tion finde. 
 What is,hathbeene ; what hath beene Ihall eniue : 
 And nothing underneath the Sun is new. 
 Of what can it be truely faid, Behold 
 This never was > The lame hath beene ofold, 
 For former Ages we remember not : 
 And what is now, will be in time forgot. 
 Lo I, the Preacher, King of Ifrael 5 
 Who in abilitie and power excell • 
 In wifedomes fearch apply'd my Induftrie, 
 To know what ever was beneath the skie : 
 (For God this toile,onMans ambition layes, 
 To travell in fo intricate a Maze. ) 
 
 (Aa*) I 
 
kA Parapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 I all their workes have feene : all are but vaine j 
 Conceiv'd with forrow,and brought forth withpaine. 
 The crooked never can be re&ifi'd • 
 Nor the defective numbred, or fiipply'd. 
 
 Thus in my Heart I faid ; Thou art arriv'd 
 
 At Honors hight j more wifedome haft achev'd 
 
 Then all that Rv'd in Solyma before : 
 
 Thy Knowledge, Judgement, and Experience more." 
 
 As wifedome, fo I folly did purfue 5 
 
 And madnefTe try'de : thefe were vexations too. 
 
 Much wifedome great anxieties infeft : 
 
 And griefe ofMinde by Knowledge is increaft. 
 Chap. 2. I faid in my owne Heart, Goe on, and prove 
 
 What Mirth can do: taft the delights of Love. 
 
 In Pleafures change thy carelefTe Houres imploy : 
 
 This alfb was a falfe and emptie Joy. 
 
 Avaunt,faid I, O Laughter thou art mad ! 
 
 Vaine Mirth, what canft thou to contentment adde ? 
 
 Then fought the cares of Study to decline 
 
 With liberall feafts, and flowing Bowles of Wine. 
 
 With all my wifedome exercis'd, to try 
 
 If (he at length with folly could comply: 
 
 And to difcover that Beatitude, 
 
 Which Mortals all their lives fb much purfu'd. 
 
 Great workes I finifh'd - fumptuous Houfes built : 
 
 My Cedar roofes with Gold of Ophir guilt. 
 
 Choice Vineyards planted : Paradifes made ; 
 
 Stor'd with all forts of fruits, with Trees of (hade i 
 
 And water'd with coole Ri volets, tha dril'd 
 
 Along the Borders : thefe my Fifh-pooles nTd. 
 
 Forfervice,and Delight, I purchafed 
 
 Both Men and Maides : more in my Houfe were bred. 
 
 My Flocks and Heards abundantly increa'ft : 
 
 So great,as never King before pofieft. 
 
 Silver and Gold, the Treafure of the Seas, 
 
 Of Kings, and Provinces,foment mine eafe : 
 
 Sweet Voices,Muficke of all forts,invite 
 
 My curious Eares 5 andfeaft with their dehght. 
 
 In greater fluencie no Mortail raign'd: 
 
 In height of all, my wifedome I retain'd. . 
 
 I had the Beauties which my Eyes admir'd ; 
 
 Gave to my Heart what ever it defir'd : 
 
 In my owne workes rejoyc'd. The recompence 
 
 Of all my Labours was deriv'd from thence. 
 
 Then I furvey'd all that my hands had done : 
 
 My trouble! ome delights. Beneath the Sun 
 
 VVhaj 
 
ji Paraphrafeupon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 What folid good can mans indeavour finde > 
 
 All is but vanitie, and griefe of Minde. 
 
 At length I wifedome pond'red in my thought ; 
 
 And madnefle weigh 'd : for folly is diftraught. 
 
 What man can my untraced Steps purfiie ? 
 
 Or doe that Ad: which to the King i s new > 
 
 Then found, how wiledome folly did excell - 
 
 As much as brighter!: Heaven the Shades of Hell. 
 
 The wifemans Eyes are towredin his head : 
 
 Thefoole in Darkneflewalkes, by Error led : 
 
 Yet equallMiferies on either waite - 
 
 And both we fee obnoxious to one fate. 
 
 Thus in my heart I faid ; Therbole,and 1 
 
 Suffer alike, and mult together Dye : 
 
 Why then vexe I my braines to grow more wile > 
 
 Even this was not the ieaft of Vanities. 
 
 Both muft be fwallowed by Oblivion i 
 
 What is, will not to after times be knowne : 
 
 The wife and foolifh to the Earth defcend ; 
 
 And in the grave their various travels end. 
 
 For this I hated Life, which only feeds 
 
 Increafing Sorrowes : fruitleffe are our Deeds, 
 
 A nd wearifome ; Man no content can find : 
 
 For all is vanitie , and griefe of Mind. 
 
 I hated all the Glory I had wonne ; 
 
 My State, my Structures; all my hands had done: 
 
 Fore -feeing how that certaine houre would come, 
 
 When I muft leave them ; Nor yet know to whom. 
 
 Who can divine if prudent oraroole > 
 
 Yet he muft over all my Labours Rule ; 
 
 Of all my wifedomes purchaces poffeft : 
 
 This vanitie was equall with the reft. 
 
 I therefore fought to make my Heart defpaire s 
 
 To flight the fraile fuccefTe of all my Care. 
 
 Whatbylntegritie, and honeft toyle, 
 
 A wife man gathers ; muft become his fpoile 
 
 Who only pleas'd his Sence : this is a great 
 
 Vexation, and an undifcern'd deceit. 
 
 What hath a Man for all his Induftry, 
 
 And griefe of Soule,foftain'd beneath the sky ? 
 
 All is but forrow from the Houre of Birth j 
 
 Till he with age returne unto the Earth : 
 
 His Travell, paine ; night yields him no repofe : 
 
 This vanitie from our firft Parents flowes. 
 
 Toeate, todrinke, t'enjoywhat wepoffefTe 
 
 With freedome, is the greateft HappinefTe 
 
 (A a 2*) That 
 
4 *A Parapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes . 
 
 That Mortals can attaine unto : A good 
 Deriv'dfrom God }/ t>y Men not underftood. 
 Who feafted more then I ? who fpent his ftore . 
 
 More liberally > or cheer'd his Genius more ? 
 
 God wifedome gives , gives Knowledge and Delight I 
 
 To thofe whole hearts are perfect in his fight : 
 
 To Sinners trouble j who their time employ 
 
 To gather what the Righteous (hall enjoy - 9 
 
 By their owne Avarice in plenty pin'd : 
 
 This is a vanitie, and griefe of Mind. 
 Chap. 3 . Lo all things have their times, by God decreed 
 
 In Natures changes 3 all things which proceed 
 
 From Mans Intentions under the vaft skie : 
 
 A Time when to be borne, a Time to Dye : 
 
 A time to plant, to extirpe ; to Kill, to Cure : 
 
 A time to batter downe, a time to immure : 
 
 A time of laughter , and a time to turne 
 
 Our fmiles to teares : a time to dance, to mourne % 
 
 To fcatter Stones, to gather them againe . 
 
 A time to embrace , embraces to relraine : 
 
 A Time to get, toloofe i tofave,to fpend : 
 
 To teare afunder, and the torne to mend : 
 
 Atimetofpeake, fromfpeaking tofurceafe: 
 
 A time for Love, for hate - for warre , for Peace. 
 
 What good can humane Induftry obtaine, 
 
 When all things are fo changeable and vaine > 
 For God on Man thefe various Labours throwes j 
 
 To afflict him with varietie of woes. 
 
 He in their times all beautifull hath made - 
 
 The world into our narrow hearts convay'd : 
 
 Yet cannot they the caufes apprehend 
 
 Of his great workes ; the Originall, nor End. 
 
 What other good can Man from thefe produce, 
 
 But to take pleafure in their prefent ufe > 
 
 To eate, to drinke, t'enjoy what is our owne j 
 
 Is fuch a gift as God beftowes alone. 
 
 His purpofe is Eternall • nor can wee 
 
 Adde or Subftracl: from his Divine Decree : 
 
 That Mortals might their bold Attempts forbeare . 
 
 Andcurbe their wild affections byhisleare. 
 
 What hath beene, is; what (hall be, was before: 
 
 Andwhatispaft, the Almighty willreftore. 
 
 Befides ; the feats of Juftice I liirvay'd : 
 
 There law how favour and corruption fway'd. 
 
 Then faid I in my heart ; God fure ly fhall 
 
 Reward the juftj the unjuft to Judgement call. 
 
 r aii 
 
A Tarapbrafe upon Eccleflafles. 
 
 All Purpofes and Actions have their Times : 
 A time for Vengeance to purfue our Crimes. 
 As much as fenfe concernes , God rnanifefts 
 To Men how little they difTent from Beafts : 
 One end to both befals ; to equall Death 
 Are lyable ; and breath the felfe fame Breath. 
 Then what preheminence hath Man above 
 A Bead j fince both fo Tranfitory prove > 
 Both travell to one home : are Earth, and mufl 
 Returne to their Originary Duft. 
 Who knowes that Soules of men afcend the sky ? 
 Thatthofe of Beafts with their fraile Bodies dye ? 
 What Mortallthen can make fo good a choice, 
 As in his owne acquirements to rejoyce ? 
 This is his Portion : for of things to comej 
 None can informe him in the Graves darke wombe. 
 
 Then I obferv'd the Bold oppreffions done, Chap.4, 
 
 In Presence of the all-furvaying Sun : 
 Beheld the teares that fell from Sorrowes Eyes j 
 No Comforter t'aflwage her Miferies : 
 With all th oppreflbrs powerfull Violence jt 
 While weake integritie found no defence. 
 For this, before the Living I prefer'd 
 Thofc whom the quiet Caves of Death interr'd : 
 Before them both, fuch as have yet not beene 5 
 Nor thefe diverfities of evils feene. 
 Againe obferv'd, how our beft Actions bred 
 Ignoble En vie ; by our Vertue fed: 
 Nor friendfhip could fo great a vice controulei 
 This was a Vanitie,and griefe of Soule. 
 The foole fits with his Amies a-crofTe ; hishoures 
 In floth confumes,and his owne flefh devoures. 
 Better, faith he, ahandfull is obtain'd 
 With happy eafe, then two by trouble gain'd. 
 While I this chace of Vanitie purfue ; 
 A worfe prefents her folly to my view : 
 Lo, one who hath no Second, Child, nor Heire, 
 VVeares out his Life in reftlefle toyle and care, 
 To gather Riches ; nor can fatisfie, 
 VVith all his ftore, the Avarice of his Eye : 
 Nor thinks, for whom doe I my Soule deceive ? 
 And injur'd Nature of her Dues bereave > 
 This is a fore difeafe , if truly knowne : 
 And fuch a vanitie, as yields to none. 
 Two better are then one ; of more regard : 
 Their Labour lefle, and greater their reward. 
 
 If 
 
<A TarapbrafeuponEcderuL&cs. 
 
 if either fall, one will the other raife; 
 When he who walkes alone, his Life betrayes . 
 If two together lye, both warmth beget ; 
 But he who lies alone receives no heat. 
 If one prevaile ; two may that one refift : 
 Coards hardly breake, which of three lines confift. 
 More reall worth a poore wife child adornes ; 
 Then an old Foolifh King, whocounfell fcornes. 
 He from a Prifon, to a Throne afcends : 
 This, borne a Prince, his Life obfcurely ends* 
 His Subjects after his fucceffor runne; 
 As from the fetting to the riling Sunne. 
 The vulgar are inconftant in their choice ; 
 Nor in the prefent Government rejoyce : 
 The following, as the firft, to change inclind . 
 This is a vanitie, and griefe of mind. 
 Chap. 5*. Whether thou goeft conceive, and to what end 3 
 
 When thy bold feet the Houfe of God afeend. 
 There rather heare his Life-diredting Rules $ 
 Then offer up the facrifice of Fooles. 
 Forfinfull are their gifts, who neither know 
 What they to God fhould give, or what they owe. 
 The Ryot of thy tongue let feare reftraine : 
 Nor with rafh Orifons his Eares profane. 
 God fits in Heaven, with Rayes of Beauty crown'd ; 
 Thou a poore Mortall creep'ft upon the ground : 
 Since nothing lies concealed from his view, 
 Norfcapes his knowledge, let thy words be few. 
 As Dreames proceed from multitude of Cares : 
 So multitude of words a fbole declares. 
 Performe thy vowes to God without delay : 
 Fooles pleafe not him : thy vowes fincerely pay. 
 Since they are offerings of the gratefull will 5 
 Vow not at all, or elfe thy vowes fulfill. 
 Let not thy tongue oblige thy flefh to finne : 
 Nor fay, I err'd : by that pretext to winne 
 Thy Angels Pardon. Why fhouldft thou incenfe 
 Thy God, and draw his wrath on thy offence ? 
 In multitudes of words and Dreames appeare 
 Like vanities : my Sonne, Jehova feare. 
 Nor let it quench thy Piety , when thou 
 Shalt fee the poore beneath the mighty bow j 
 All Lawes perverted , Juftice caft afide 5 
 As if the Vniverfe had loft her guide : 
 That Power to whom all are fubordinate, 
 Shall crufh them with an unfufpe&ed fate. 
 
 The 
 

 A Taraphrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 The Mother Earth, to all her bofbme yields : 
 
 Even Princes are beholding to the fields. 
 
 Who filver Covet, and Excefle of Gaine, 
 
 Shall ever want : this folly is as vaine. 
 
 As Riches multiply - t even fo doe they 
 
 Who feed thereon, and on their Plenty prey. 
 
 What profit to the owner can arife, 
 
 But to behold them with his carefull Eyes ? 
 
 Sweet is the fleepe, which honeft toyle begets ; 
 
 Whether he liberally, or little eates : 
 
 When ever-troubiefome Abundance keeps 
 
 The wealthy waking, and affrights his fleeps. 
 
 What Penury than Riches can be worfe, 
 
 If by the Owner turn'dinto a Curfe ? 
 
 Or to confuming vice become a fpoyle > 
 
 Who Sonnes begets to mifery and toyle. 
 
 Naked he iffu'd from his Mothers wombe : 
 
 And naked muft defcend into his Tombe. 
 
 Of all, with travell got, and kept with feare, 
 
 He nothing to the Houfe of Death fhall beare : 
 
 But muft returne as Emptie as he came ; 
 
 His Entrie, and his Exit, but the fame. 
 
 What bootes it then to Labour for the winde ? 
 
 This is afore affliction to the Minde. 
 
 He feeds his forrow in continuall Night : 
 
 Repleat with Anguifh, Fury, and Deipight. 
 
 This truth have I found out in her purfuite : 
 
 To feed our Bodies, to enjoy the fruit 
 
 Of our enricht endeavours, and to give 
 
 Our felves their comforts, whifft on Earth we live 5 
 
 Is good and Pleafurable : this alone 
 
 Is all we have , that can be call'd our owne. 
 
 For, to have Riches, and the Power with all 
 
 Toufe them freely , is the Principall 
 
 Of earthly Benefits : for God on thofe 
 
 He moftaffe&s, this Happineffe beftowes. 
 
 That man retaines no fence of former Ill's : 
 
 Whole Heart the Lord of Life with gladnefTe fills* 
 
 This, as a Common Mifery, have I £u 
 
 With forrow feene beneath the ambient Sky : "' 
 
 God Riches and Renowne to men imparts ; 
 
 Even all they wiih : and yet their narrow hearts 
 
 Cannot fo great a fluency receive ; 
 
 But their fruition to a Stranger leave. 
 
 What falfervanitie, or worfe difeafe, 
 
 Could ever on the life of Mortals feaze > 
 
 Though 
 
8 ^A Tarapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 Though he a hundred Children mould beget, 
 Though many yeares mould make his Age compleat • 
 Yet if he to himfelfe his owne deny, 
 Then want a Grave, and violently dye : 
 Better were an abortive, borne in vaine, 
 That in obfcuritie departs againe, 
 Enveloped with Ihrouds of endlefle Night ; 
 Who never faw the Sunne difplay his Light, 
 Nor Good or Evillknew : he is more bleft ; 
 And foone defcends to his perpetuall Reft. 
 Though tlf other twenty Ages havefurviv'd - 
 His Mifery is but the longer Liv'd. 
 Yet both muft to that fatali Manfion goe , 
 Where they to none are knowne, nor any know. 
 All that Man Labours for is but to Eate : 
 Yet is his foule not fatisfi'd with Meate. 
 What therefore hath the wife more then the foole * 
 What wants the poore that can his Paflions rule ? 
 Farre better is a cleare andpleas'd afpecl: ; 
 Then meagre lookes , which vaft delires detecl: - s 
 Such as can never fatisfa&ion find : 
 Yet this is vanitie,and griefe of Mind. 
 For be he what he will, he muft be Man - 3 
 A Name repleat with Mifery: nor can 
 But defperately withfuch a Power contend, 
 On whom himfelfe, and all the world depend. 
 As Riches, fo our cares and feares increafe : 
 O difcontented Man, where is thy peace ! 
 Who knowes what's good for thee in thele thy Dayes 
 Of Vanitie. A Shadow fo decayes. 
 Or can informe thy Soule what will befall, 
 When thou art loft, in greedy Funerall > 
 Chap. 7. An honeft Name, acquired by vertuous deeds, 
 
 The fragrant fmell of Precious Oyles exceeds. 
 Even fo theHoure of Death, that of our Birth : 
 Which Fame fecures, and Earth reftoresto Earth. 
 Better to be at Funerals a Gueft ; 
 Then entertained at a Nuptiall feaft : 
 For all muft to the fhades of Death defcend ; 
 And thofe that live mould thinke of their laft End. 
 Sorrow then Mirth, more to perfection moves : 
 For a lad Countenance the Soule improves. 
 The wife will therefore ioy ne with fuch as mourne : 
 But fooles into the Bowers of Laughter tume. 
 A wife mans reprehenfions , though levere , 
 More then thefongsof Fooles (hould pleafe the care. 
 
 As 
 
xA Paraphrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 1 
 
 As thornes beneath a Caldron catch the fire. 
 Blaze with a noife , and fiiddenly expire ; 
 Such is the immoderate laughter or vaine fooies : 
 This Vanitie in our diftemper rules. 
 Oppreilions purchafes the Judgement blind ; 
 Make wife men mad ; a Guift corrupts the Mind. 
 Beginnings in their Ends, their meed obtaine : 
 Humility more conquers then Difdaine. 
 Nor be thou to diftradting Anger prone : 
 By her deformities a foole is knowne. 
 Nor murmuring fay : Why are thefe dayes of ours 
 Worfe then the former ? doth the chiefe of Powers 
 So differently the affaires of mortals fway > 
 Such queftions but thy Arrogance difplay. 
 Wifedome, with Ancient Wealth, not got by care, 
 Great bleffings heape on thofe who breath this Aire. 
 Both are to mortals a protecting made, 
 When bitter ftormes, or icorching beames invade : 
 But if divided ; he who is poffeft 
 Of Life-infufing Wifedome,is morebleft. 
 Gods works confider : who can redtifie, 
 Or make that ftreight which he hath made awry ? 
 In thy profperitie let joy abound ; 
 Nor let adverfitie thy patience wound : 
 For thefe by him fo intermixed are, 
 That no man fhouldprefiime, noryetdefpaire. 
 All perturbations , all things that have beene, 
 I, in my dayes of vanitie, have ieene : 
 How their owne juftice have the juft deftroy'd - t 
 And how the vicious have their vice enjoy'd. 
 Be therefore not too righteous, nor too wife : 
 For why fhould'ft thou thy fafetie facrifice ? 
 Be not too wicked, nor too foolifh : why 
 Should'ft thou by violence untimely dye > 
 Tis belt for thee, that thou to neither leane $ 
 But warily obferve the faferMeane. 
 For they fhall all their miferies tranfcend , 
 Who God adore, and on his will depend. 
 A wife man is by wifedome fortifi'd : 
 More ftrong then twenty which the Citie guide. 
 For Juftice is not to be found on Earth : 
 None good, nor innocent, of humane Birth. 
 Give not toalithat'sfaidanopeneare ; 
 Leaft thou thy Servants execrations heare : 
 For thy owne heart can tell, that thou haft done 
 The like to others. Thy example (hun. 
 
 (Bb*) All 
 
i o %A Parapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes . 
 
 All this by wifedonie try'd, I feemed wife : 
 But fhee from humane apprehenlion flyes. 
 Can that which is fo farre remov'd, and drownd 
 In fuch profundities, by Man be found > 
 Yet in her fearch I exercis'd my Mind ; 
 Of things the Caufes, and Effects to find : 
 The wickedneffe of Folly fought to know ; 
 Folly and MadnefTe from one iountaine flow. 
 More (harpe then Death I found her fubtle Art, 
 Who nets fpredsinherEyes, fnaresinher Heart ; 
 Her Amies inthralling chaines : theprudent (hall 
 Efcape ; the foole by her enchantments fall. 
 Of all the Preacher hath experience made ; 
 The reafons, one by one , diftin&ly waigh'd: 
 Yet could I not attaine to what I moll 
 Defir'd to know : in my inquiry loft. 
 One good among a thoufand Men have knowne : 
 Among the female,fex of all,not one. 
 Though in perfection God did Man create ; 
 Yet we through vanitie degenerate. 
 
 Chap. 8. * s an y e( l ua ll to the truly wife > 
 
 To him that can interpret Myfleries > 
 
 For wifedome makes the face of Man to (hine 
 
 With awefull Majeftie, and Light Divine. 
 
 Obferve the Kings Commands : Remember thou,' 
 
 Even in that Dutie, thy Religious vow. 
 
 Depart not difcontented ; nor Difpute 
 
 With him, who can with Punifhments confute. 
 
 For Power is throned in the Breath of Kings : 
 
 And who dare fay, they charge unlawfull things. 
 
 He who obayes, Deflrudlion fhall efchew : 
 
 A wife man knowes both when, and what, to doe. 
 
 For all our Purpofes on Time depend , 
 
 And Judgement; to produce them to their end. 
 
 They wander in the Penfive (hades of Night ; 
 
 Who want the guide of this directing Light: 
 
 Surpriz'd by unexpected Miferies ; 
 
 Nor can InftrucStion make the foohfli wife. 
 
 What Guard of Teeth can keepe our parting Breath ? 
 
 Or who refill the fatall Stroake of Death > 
 
 None (hall returne with conqueft from that field : 
 
 Nor Vice Protection to the vitious yield. 
 
 This Vanitie I law beneath the Sun ; 
 
 The Mighty by abufed Power undone : 
 
 And though intomb'd with fumptuous funerall • 
 
 In his owne Citiefbone forgot by all. 
 
 Impietie 
 
A Taraphrafe «£<?# Eccldiaftes. 
 
 Impiety delights in her mifdeeds ; 
 
 In that Revenge fo tardily fiicceeds. 
 
 Although a Sinner, finne a hundred times ; 
 
 And were his Yeares as numerous as his Crimes : 
 
 Yet God tothofe his Mercy will extend, 
 
 Whofe humble Soules are fearefull to offend. 
 
 But bold TranfgrefTors with deftm&ion meet : 
 
 Their fhortned Dayes fhall like a fhadow fleet. 
 
 Among the Sonnes of Men, this mifchiefe raignes 5 
 
 Exalted Vice the meed of Vertue gaines : 
 
 And thofe afflictions which to Vice are due, 
 
 Suppreffed Vertue furioufly purfiie. 
 
 Then I commended Life-prolonging Mirth : 
 
 To feed upon the Bounty of the Earth, 
 
 And drinke the generous Grapes refrefhing juyce j 
 
 Is all the good our Labours can produce. 
 
 This is the belt ol Lik : by God alone 
 
 Beftow'd on Man ; aud only is his owne. 
 
 Whenlafpir'dtoknow, how God th'affaires 
 0( Men difpos'd : obferv'd the reftlefle Cares, Chap, 9. 
 
 The travels , and difturbed thoughts, which keepe 
 The toyling Braine from the reliefc of fleepe : 
 I then perceived that humane indutfry 
 Could not the wayes , nor workes of God defcry. 
 Though Men endeavour, though the wife fuppofe 
 They" apprehend ; yet none his wifedome knowes. 
 But this have found ; that both the juft and wife. 
 Their induftry, even all their faculties 
 Are in his Rule, and by his Motion move : 
 
 Nor can determine or his Hate or Love. 
 
 All under Heaven fiicceeds alike to all ; 
 
 To good and bad, the fame events befall - 
 
 To pure, impure- tothofe who Sacrifice, 
 
 To thofe who Pietie, and God defpife ; 
 
 To th'innocent, theguiltie ; fuchwhofeare 
 
 Flagitious Oathes, and thofe whofearelefTefweare, 
 
 What greater mifchiefe rules beneath the Sunne, 
 
 Than this ; that all unto one period runne ? 
 
 Men, whilethey livearemadj profanely fpend 
 
 Their flight of time ; then to the dead defcend. 
 
 Yet thofe have hope, who with the living dwell ; 
 
 For living Dogs dead Lyons farre excell. 
 
 The living know that they at length muft dye : 
 
 They nothing know who in Earths entrailes lye, 
 
 What better times can they expecl:, who rot 
 
 In filent graves, and are by All forgot? 
 
 (Bba*) AboIifkT 
 
1 2 *A Tarapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 Abolifh'd is their Envy, Love, and Hate : 
 
 Bereft of all, which they poffeft of late. 
 
 Then take my Counfell ; eate thy Bread with joy : 
 
 Let wine the Sorrowesof thy heart deftroy. 
 
 Why mould unfruitfull Cares our Soules moleft ? 
 
 Pleafe thou thy God, and in his favour reft. 
 
 Be thy Apparell ever frefh, and faire ; 
 
 Powre breathing Odors, on thy Alining haire : 
 
 Enjoy the pleafures of thy gentle Wife, 
 
 Through all the Courfe of thy fhort-dated Life. 
 
 For this is all thy Induftry hath wonne : 
 
 Even all thou canft expect beneath the Sunne. 
 
 Since Time hath wings, what thou intend'ft to doe, 
 
 Doe quickly ; and with all thy Power purfue : 
 
 No wifedome, knowledge, wit, or worke, will goe 
 
 Along with thee unto the Shades below. 
 
 I fee the fwift of foot winn'es not the Race $ 
 
 Nor wreathes of Victory the Valiant grace ; 
 
 The wile, to feed his hunger wanteth Bread ; 
 
 Riches are not by knowledge purchafed j 
 
 Nor Popular fuffrages Defert advance : 
 
 All rul'd by Opportunity and Chance. 
 
 Man knowes not his owne fate. As Birds are tane 
 
 With Tramels ; Fifties by th'intangling Saine : 
 
 Even fo the Sonnes of Men are un-awares 
 
 Prevented by Deftrudtionsfecret Snares. 
 
 This alfo have I feene beneath the Sun, 
 
 So full of wonder ; and by wifedome done : 
 
 A little Citie man'd but by a few ; 
 
 To which a Mightie King his Army drew, 
 
 Eredted Bulwarkes, and intrench't it round : 
 
 A poore wife man within the walles was found, 
 
 Wliofe wifedome rais'd the (lege : But they ingrate 
 
 Neglected him who had preferv'd their State. 
 
 Then wifedome before Strength mould be preferr'd : 
 
 Yet is, if poore, defpis'd ; her words unheard. 
 
 Men morefhould liften to her fober Rules, 
 
 Then to his Cryes, who governes among fooles. 
 
 Wifedome th'habilaments of warre exceeds : 
 
 But Folly is deftroy 'd by her owne Deeds. 
 
 Lo as dead flyes withtheir ill favour fpoyie 
 
 Th' Apothecaries Aromaticke oyle : 
 
 Even lb a little folly damnifies 
 
 The Dignitie and Honour of the wife. 
 
 A wife mans Heart to his right hand enclines : 
 
 A foole t'his left -, and fuch are his defignes. 
 
 His 
 
oi Paraphrase upon Ecclefiaftes. 1 2 
 
 10. 
 
 His ownc difordred Paths his life defame : 
 His gefture and his lookes a foole proclaime. 
 
 Although thy Ruler frowne,yet do not thou Chap. 
 
 Refent his Anger with a cloudie Brow : 
 Nor with obedience or thy faith diipence^ 
 For yeelding pacifies a great offence. 
 This in a State no fmalldiforder breeds • 
 Which from the errour of the Prince proceeds : 
 When vicious fooles in Dignitie are plac'd; 
 The rich in worth,trod under and diigrac'd. 
 Oft have I Servants feene on Horfes ride : 
 The Free and Noble iacky by their fide. 
 Whofnaresfcr others lets ..therein fhall light : 
 Who breakes a Hedge, him (hall the Serpent bite* 
 The Stones fhall bruife him who pulls downe a wall : 
 Whohewes a Tree,by his owne Axe (hall fall, 
 ifth'edge be blunt, in vaine his Strength he fpends : 
 But Wifedomeall diredts to their juft ends. 
 If Serpents bite before the charme be mug, 
 What then availes th'Inchanters babling tongue ? 
 A wife-mans words are full of grace and power : 
 A fooles offending lips himfelre devoure. 
 His words begin in folly 5 which extend 
 To Adts of mifchiefe, and in madneffe end. 
 He gives his tongue the reines • as if he knew 
 More then Man knowes : tb/events that muft infiie. 
 Who in the endlefife Maze of Errour treads ; 
 Nor knowes the way which to his purpofe leads. 
 Woe to that Land,that miferable Land, 
 Which gafpes beneath a Childes unftai'd Command : 
 Whofe Nobles rife betimes to perpetrate 
 Their Luxuries ; the ruine of the State. 
 Happy that Land, whofe King is Nobly Borne : 
 Whofe Lords with Temperance his Court adorne. 
 By Sloths fupine neglects the building falls : 
 The hands of Idlenelfe pull downe her walls. 
 Feafts are for Laughter made, Wine cheares our hearts : 
 But foveraigne Mony all to all imparts. 
 Curfe not thy Rulers though with vices fraught ; 
 Not in thy Bed-Chamber,norinthy thought : 
 For Birds will beare thy whifperings on their wings, 
 To the wide eares of Death-mrlicTiing Kings. 
 
 Scatter thy Bread upon the hungry Maine: Chap, n, 
 
 This thou,in trad: of time,fhalt finde againe. 
 Thy Almes dhpence to many • yet to more : 
 Famine or Warre perhaps may make thee poore. 
 
 Be 
 
14 kA Parapbrafe upon Ecclefiaftes. 
 
 Be like the Clouds in bountie ; which on all 
 The thirftie Earth,in Ihowers profufely fall. 
 Like pregnant Trees, that fhed on every fide 
 Their riper fruit ; to none that ftoope deny'd. 
 They fhall not fbw who for a Calme deferre : 
 Nor fhall they reape whom gloomy skies deterre. 
 Know'ft thou from whence theftrugling Tempefts come > 
 Or how our bones are faftiion'd in the wombe ? 
 Much leffehis greatneffe canft comprize j who made 
 The Globe of Earth, and radiant Heaven difplai'd. 
 The feed of Charitie at Sunne-rife fbw ; 
 And when he fets, into the furrowes throw : 
 Know'ft tHou if this,or that, increafe fhall yeeld > 
 Or both with gratefullEares inveft thy Field? 
 How fweet is Light ! how pleafant to behold, 
 The mounted Sun difcend in beamesof Gold ! 
 Yet, though a Man live long ; long in delight : 
 Let him remember that approching Night 
 Which fhall in endlefTe darkenefTe clofe his Eyes : 
 Then will he all,as vanitie,defpife. 
 Young man, rejoyce - 3 thy hearts defires fulfill i 
 No other Lord acknowledge but thy will; 
 Thy Sences freely feaft : yet fhalt thou come 
 To Gods Tribunall, and receive thy Doome; 
 Decline his wrath,andSin-infflicl:ing paine : 
 For both the bud and flower of Youth are vaine. 
 Chap. 12. Thinke of thy Maker in thy better dayes - 
 
 Before the vigour of thy age decayes : 
 Before that fad and tedious time draw nigh, 
 When thou (halt loath thy life,and wifhto die. 
 Before th'infornung Sun,the cheerfull Light, 
 The various Moone,and Ornaments of Night, 
 In vaine for thee their mining Tapers beare : 
 Or fretting drops of Raine deepe furrowes weare. 
 When they (hall tremble, who the Houfe defend : 
 And the ftrong Columnes which fupport it bend : 
 The Grinders faile, reduced to a few -, 
 The Watch no Objects through their Cafements view : 
 Thofe Doores (hut up that open to the Street ; 
 And when th'unarmed Guarders fbftly meet : 
 The Bird of dawning raife thee with his voyce } 
 Nor thou in women, ortheir Songs rejoyce. 
 When thou (halt feare the roughneffeof the way i 
 When every Peble (hall thy paffage ftay : 
 When th'Almond-tree his boughs inverts with white - 
 The Locuft ftoopes ; then dead to all delight. 
 
 Man 
 
 
A Taraphrafe «£<?» Ecclefiaftes. 15 
 
 Man mull at length to his long home defcend : 
 Behold,the Mourners at his gates attend. 
 Advife ; before the Silver Cord growes ilacke ; 
 Before the golden Boule afunder crack : 
 Before the Pitcher at thefountaine leake ; 
 Or wafted Wheele befides the Cifterne breake. 
 Man, made of Earth, refblves into the fame : 
 His Souleafcends to God, from whom it came. 
 O Reftlefle Vanitieof Vanities ! 
 All is but Vanitie, the Preacher Cryes. 
 He who was wile, the People knowledge taught : 
 His Lines with well-digefted Proverbs fraught. 
 He found out matter to delight the mind : 
 And every word he writ, by Truth was fign'd. ' 
 Wile Sentences are Goads ; Nailes clofely driven 
 By grave Inftrudtors : by one Pallor given. 
 And now my Sonne, be thou admonifhed 
 By what thou hall already heard, and read. 
 There is of making many Bookes no End : 
 And ftudious Night th'intentive Spirits fpend. 
 Of all the Sum ; feare God, his Lawes obay : 
 Mans Dutie ; to Felicitie the way. 
 For He fhall every worke, each fecret thing, 
 Both good and bad, to publike Judgement bring. 
 
A 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 LAMENTATIONS 
 
 OF 
 
 1EREM1AH. 
 
 HOW like a Widow, ah! howdefblate Chap, i. 
 
 This Citie fits ! throwne from the ptide cf State ! 
 How is this Potent Queene, who lawes to all 
 The neighbouring Nations gave, become a Thrall I 
 Who Nightly teares from her fait fountaines fheds : 
 Which fall upon her Cheekes in liquid Beads. 
 Of all her Lovers, none regard her woes : 
 And her perfidious Friends increafe her Foes. 
 Judah in exile wanders : ah ! fubdu'd 
 By vaft afflictions, andbafefervitude. 
 Among the Barbarous Heathen finds no reft : 
 At home, abroad, on every fide oppreft. 
 Ah ! fee how Sion mournes ! Her Gates, and waves, 
 Lye unfrequented on her folemne Dayes. 
 H er Virgins weepe ; her Priefts lament her fall : 
 And all her fuftenance converts to gall. 
 A wretched vaiTall to her falvage Foes : 
 Her numerous Sinnes the Authors of thefe Woes. 
 Behold, how they, who by herlofTes thrive. 
 Into captivitie her Children drive ! 
 O Siuns Daughter, all thy Beauty's loll ! 
 Thy chafed Princes are like Harts imboft, 
 W hicli find no water • and infeebled flye 
 E efore the Eager Hunters dreadfull Cry. 
 
 Aaa 2 Jerufalem 
 
xA Tarapbrafe upon the 
 
 Jerufalem in thele her Miferies, 
 
 AndDayes of Mourning, fets before her Eyes 
 
 Thole vanifh't Plealures which ftieeonce enjoy 'd* 
 
 Her People now by hoftile lwords deftroy'd : 
 
 WlnTft none afford Companion to her woes 5 
 
 Her'Sabbaths fcorn dby nerinlultingfoes. 
 
 Jerufalem hath linn d j is now remov'd 
 
 For her uncleannelTe : thofe who lately Iov'd, 
 
 A s much delpile ; her nakednelf© defcry'd : 
 
 Whofighesforfhame, and turnes her face afide. 
 
 Pollution ftaines her skirts s yet her laft end 
 
 Remembred not : for this without a friend 
 
 Stupendiouily fhee fell. Great God behold 
 
 My Sorrowes, lince the Foe is growne lo bold ! 
 
 Hath ravifh't all wherein fhee tooke delight ; 
 
 His Inlblence contending with his Might. 
 
 Ah ! fhee hath feene th'uncircumcis'd profane 
 
 Thy Temple, whole approach thy Lawes reitraine. 
 
 Her People, fighingfeeke for bread j who give 
 
 Their wealth for food, that their faint loules may live* 
 
 Confider Lord $ 6 looke on the forlorne ! 
 
 Who am to all the world a generall Scorne. 
 
 You PafTengers, though this concerne not you, 1 
 
 Here fixe your Steps, and my ftrange Sufferings view* 
 
 Was ever forrow like my Sorrow knowne ! 
 
 Which God hath on me in his fury throwne ! 
 
 He from the breaking Clouds his flames hath caft ; 
 
 Which in my Bones the boyling Marrow waft : 
 
 Hath fet fnares for my feet, throwne to the ground 5 
 
 Left defolate, and fainting with my wound. 
 
 Who of my Sins hath made a yoake, to check 
 
 My Inlblence ; and caft it on my Neck. 
 
 My Strength hath broken j to my Enemies 
 
 Subdu d my Powers : now, ah ! too weake to rile. 
 
 He, in the mid'ft of me, hath trodden downe 
 
 My mighty Men 5 and thole of moft Renowne. 
 
 His Troopes onmyftrongyouth like Torrents rufii't : 
 
 Asinawine-prefTe, Judans Daughter crufh't. 
 
 For this I weepe ! my eye, my galled Eye, 
 
 DilTolves in Streames : for he who fhould apply 
 
 Balme to my wounds, farre, 6 farre of is fled 1 
 
 My Children defolate j their Foe, their head. 
 
 Her Hands fad Sion rais'd ; no Comfort found : 
 
 Jehova charg'd her foes to guir'd her round. 
 
 Jerufalem, O thou of late belov'd ; 
 
 Now like a Menftruous Woman art remov'd. 
 
 The 
 
Lamentations of Ieremiah. 
 
 The Lord is juft : tis I that have rebell'd 5 
 
 And by my wild revolt his Grace expell'd. 
 
 Heare, and behold my woes : my Orphans tome 
 
 From my fore d Armes, and into exile borne. 
 
 I to my boafting Lovers call'd for ayd : 
 
 But they their vowes infringe, my truft betray'd. 
 
 My Priefts and Princes, while they ieeke for bread 
 
 To feed their hungry Soules, augment the Dead. 
 
 Lord looke on me ! my heart roules in my Breaft : 
 
 My Bowels toyle, like Seas with Stormes oppreft. 
 
 I have provok't thy Vengeance with my Sinne : 
 
 Without the Sword deftroyes, and Dearth within. 
 
 My fighes no pitty move : my cruell Foes 
 
 Enjoy thy Wrath, and glory in my Woes. / 
 
 Yet thatpreiaged Time will come, when they 
 
 Shall equall Sorrowes to thy Juftice pay. 
 
 O fet their impious deeds before thine eyes j 
 
 And preiTe them with my waighty Miseries : 
 
 ( The Birth of Sinne ) which breake into complaint 5 
 
 My groanes are numberleiTe, my Spirits faint. 
 
 How hath Jehova s wrath, 6 Sion, fpread Chap. 
 
 A vaile of Clouds about thy Daughters head ! 
 trom Heaven to Earth thy beauty, Ifrael, throwne ! 
 Nor in his fierce difpleafure fpar'd his owne ! 
 How hathhefwallow'd Judah's Manfions ! ra'ft 
 His Holds ! and to the ground his Bulwarks caft ! 
 The Land in his relentlefTerageprofan'd j 
 And with the Blood of her owne Princes ftain'd ! 
 He, in his Indignation, hath the Home 
 
 Of Ifrael from his bleeding forehead torne. ^ 
 
 Before the Foe, Oforc't toflyewithfhame ! 
 His wrath to Jacob a devouring flame. 
 Foe-like hath bent his Bow ; his Hoftile hand 
 Advanc't, and flaine the Beauty of the Land : 
 All that the eye attracted with Defire j 
 And powr'd his anger forth like floods of Fire. 
 Againftthee, Solyma, Converts his Powers : 
 Sad Ifrael, and his Pallaces, devoures. 
 His ftrong built FortreiTes to ruines turnes : 
 Whil'ft Judah's Daughter for her Children mournes 4 
 His Tabernacle He with Violence 
 Hath now demolifiYt, like a Garden Fence. 
 None Sions feafts and Sabbaths celebrate- 
 Both King and Prieft obnoxious to his hate 6 
 
 Aaa 3 Detefk 
 
<A Tarapbrafeuponthe 
 
 Detefts his Sanctuary, andforfakes 
 
 His fiamelefTe Altar : while theEcemy takes 
 
 His Palaces and Walles, fill'd with their Cryes : 
 
 As late by us in our Solemnities. 
 
 The mine of Jerufalern defignes : 
 
 And levels the Foundation with his Lines. 
 
 Nor his fierce hand withdrawes : the tottering walls 
 
 And Hooping Turrets, languilh in their falls. 
 
 Her Gates finke to the Earth, with fhiver'd bars : 
 
 Her King and Princes Slaves , or flaine in wars. 
 
 All Lawes furceafe. Jehova to her Seers 
 
 No more by Vifions or by Dreames appeares. 
 
 Her Elders fit on earth, with filent Woe ; 
 
 And Duft upon their Silver TrefTes throw : 
 
 Infack-cloath mourne. Her Virgins hang their heads, 
 
 Like drooping Flowers that bow to their cold Beds. 
 
 My Bowels toyle ^ mine eyes with teares are drown'd ■ 
 
 My bleeding Liver powr'd upon the Ground : 
 
 To lee my tender Babes, unpittied, lye 
 
 On flinty Pavements, and through famine dye. 
 While others to their weeping Mothers fay : 
 
 Ogive us Food, our hunger to allay ! 
 
 Then, fainting by the bloodlefle wound of Death, 
 
 In their infolding Armes figh out their Breath. 
 
 How (hall my tongue exprefle, 6 how compare 
 
 Thy matchlefTe Sorrowes, to aflwage thy Care, 
 
 DiftrefTed Sions Daughter ! for thybreach 
 
 Is like the Seas ; whofe rage no bounds impeach. 
 
 Vaine tales, andfoolifh, have thy Prophets told ; 
 
 Nor would they thy exiling Sins unfold : 
 
 Falfe Burthens, and fake Prophecies, invent ; 
 
 The fatall Authors of thy Banifhment. 
 
 The PafTengers, they wry their heads afide ; 
 
 Hifleat thee, clap their hands, and thus deride ; 
 
 Is this their only Joy > which they of all 
 
 The world the Beauty and Perfection call > 
 
 Thy Foes make mouthes, fcoffe, grind their teeth, and fay » 
 
 Now have we fwallow'd our defired prey : 
 
 This is that Day we did fo long expect, 
 
 Wherein our hopes have had their wifiYt eifect. 
 
 God hath accompliihed his old Decree ; 
 
 We thy oft-menaced Deftru&ion fee : 
 
 Hath ruin d without pitie 5 made a Scorne 
 
 To 
 
Lamentations of Ieremiah. 
 
 To thy Triumphant Foe, and rais'd his Home. 
 To him their hearts now cry : O Sions Towers ! 
 All Day, ail Night, let teares defcend in Showers. 
 O never give thy labouring Thoughts repofe ! 
 Nor let the humid Night thy eye-lids clofe ! 
 A rife, and cry ; cry from the Nights firft houre : 
 Thy Heart before thy God, like water, powre. 
 O raife thy Hands to Heaven 5 leaft Famines force 
 Thy Childrens foules from their pale corps divorce. 
 Lord, fee thy Mafacre's ! (hall curfed wombes 
 Become their new-borne childrens fatall Tombes ! 
 Thy Priefts and Prophets by the fword are flaine : 
 And with their Blood thy Sanctuary ftaine. 
 Lo ! inthe Streets old Men and Infants lye : 
 My Virgins and bold Youth by flaughter dye. 
 Thou with their Blood thy Vengeance didft imbrew : 
 Thy burning Fury without pitty flew. 
 As in a folemne Day, thy Terrors have 
 Inviron'd me : thy Anger cloyesthe Grave. 
 Thofe whom I fwatled, in my Bofome bred ; 
 The Barbarous Foe hath fent unto the Dead. 
 
 Lo, I, the Man, who by the wrath of God, Chap. 
 
 Have feene afflictions ftormes, and felt his Rod ! 
 He hath depriv'd me of the cheerefull Light i 
 Inveloped with Shades more darke then Night ; 
 Againft me his revengefull Forces bent ; 
 Nor fets his Anger with the Suns defcent. 
 My fleih hath wafted - wrinckled my fmooth skin 
 With Sorrowes age, and broke my Bones within. 
 Againft me digg'd a trench, caft up a mound s 
 With travels bitter gallbefieg'd me round. 
 Imprifon'd where no beames their brightnefle fhed : 
 Like that darke Region peopled by the Dead. 
 On every fide my Flight with Barres reftraines : 
 And clogs my galled Legs with maffie Chaines. 
 Who flops his eares againft my Cryes and Prayers : 
 With Stone immures, and fpreads my Path with {hares. 
 He like a Beare, or Lion, lyes in waite : 
 Diverts, in pieces teares, leaves Defolate, 
 At me, as at a marke, his Bow he drew : 
 Whofe Arrowes in my Blood their wings imbrew. 
 He lets the People circle me in Throngs j 
 Who all the Day deride, with fpitefull Songs, 
 
 With 
 
kA Tarapbrqfe upon the 
 
 With wormewood made me drunke, with gall hath fed : 
 
 My teeth with gravell broke, with Afhesfpread. 
 
 My fbule to Peace is iuch a Stranger growne j 
 
 As if I never better Dayes hadknowne. 
 
 When I my wrongs to memory recall; 
 
 My Miferies, my Wormewood,and my Gall . 
 
 My Paffions thus exclaime : Ah ! Periflied 
 
 Are all my hopes ! from me my ftrength is fled I 
 
 Thefe thoughts my Soule have humbl'd : trod to Earth 
 
 My Pride ; and given my Hopes a fecond Birth. 
 
 T was thy abundant goodnefTe, Lord, that all 
 
 Did not together in one Ruine fall. 
 
 Thy Mercies with the rifing Light renue : 
 
 And thy Fidelitie,as large as true. 
 
 My fbule is arm'd with ftedfaft Confidence : 
 
 Since thou my Portion art, andftrong Defence. 
 
 To thofe, how gracious, who on thee relye ! 
 
 Whofeeke thee withunfainting Induftry ! 
 
 Tis good to hope, and reft upon thy Truth : 
 
 Tis good to beare thy yoake in early youth. 
 
 Alone he filent fits- nor will diftruft 
 
 Thy Promife, when he hides his head in Duft. 
 
 His cheeke fubmits to blowes, by all revil'd : 
 
 Yet knowes at length thou wilt be reconcil'd. 
 When God with griefe hath fixt thee to the ground : 
 His Mercy willpowre balme into thy wound. 
 For He delights not in our Mifery ; 
 
 On thofe to trample who in fetters lye : 
 Hates that the weake fhould be oppreft by might $ 
 Or Juftice fuffer in the Judges fight. 
 O tell, what can befall beneath the Sun, 
 That is not by the Lords appointment done > 
 Both good and bad from Him proceeds : why then 
 Grudge you at punifhment ; vaine finfull Men ? 
 Turne we to God by tryall of our wayes : 
 To Heaven our hearts, our hands, and voyces, raife. 
 We have transgres'd, rebell'd - t no pardon gaine : 
 The Food of Wrath ; by thee purfu'd and flaine. 
 Thou haft with Cloud's thy felfe inclos'd of late r 
 Through which no Prayers of ours can penetrate. 
 With Men, the refufe^and off-skouring made : 
 Whom all our Foes with open mouthes upbraid. 
 Fill'd with vaftation, mines, fhares, and feares > 
 While for my Childrens loffelmelt in Teares. 
 
 Nof 
 
Lamentations of Ieremiah. 
 
 Nor fhall thole briny Rivers ceafe to flow, 
 
 Till God looke downe with pitie on our woe. 
 
 Mine eye, ah ! wounds my heart ; when I behold 
 
 My Cities Daughters to Afflictions fold. 
 
 Thofe who thy Beauty, Solyma, deface, 
 
 My foule like a retrived Partridge chace : 
 
 Cut from the living, in a Dungeon throwne i 
 
 And over -whelmed with a Pile of Stone. 
 
 Stormes ore my head their rowling billowes toft : 
 
 Then cry'd I, ah ! I am for ever loft ! 
 
 Thou from the Dungeon, Lord, my cryes didft heare : 
 
 O never from my fighes divert thine Eare ! 
 
 Thou ftood'ft belides me in that horrid Day : 
 
 And faid'ft; Take courage ; nor thy feare obey. 
 
 My caufe, thou Lord, haft pleaded in this ftrife : 
 
 And from their greedy jawes redeem'd my Life. 
 
 Thou that haft feene my wrongs, reftore my right : 
 
 Thou haft their vengeance feene, and curled fpight. 
 
 The malice heard which their farfe tongues difclole : 
 
 The thoughts and machinations of my Foes. 
 
 When they fit downe, and when they rife, I ftill 
 
 Become their Mufick, and their Laughter fill. 
 
 Rewards according to their works disburfe : 
 
 Their Hearts with Sorrow wound, blaft with thy Curie. 
 
 Purfue, deftroy : nor, Lord thy wrath reftraine - } 
 
 Till none beneath the arch of Heaven remaine. 
 
 How is our Gold growne dimme ! of all the molt Chap. 4. 
 
 Refin'd and pure, hath now his Luftre loft. 
 That Marble, which the Temple beautifi'd ; 
 Torne downe by impious Rage, and call afide. 
 The wretched Sons of Sion, ah! behold ! 
 Of late fo precious ; more efteem'd then Gold : 
 How flighted ! to how low a value brought ! 
 Like Earthen velTels by the Potter wrought. 
 TheMonftersofthe Sea, and Salvage Beafts, 
 Their young ones gently fofter at their Breads : 
 My Daughters, ah ! more cruell are then thefe : 
 Or then the defert-haunting Eftriges. 
 Their Children cry for Bread, but none receive : 
 Whole thirfty tongues to their hot pallats cleave. 
 Who fed Delicioufly, now fit forlorne : 
 And thofe who Scarlet wore, on dung-hils mournc. 
 The Punifhments, as did their finnes, excell 
 That which from Heaven on wicked Sodom fell, 
 Devour'd with lodaine flames. No Creature found 
 To whom his wrath could adde another wound, 
 
 Her 
 
8 *A Tarapbrafe upon the 
 
 Her Nazarites, late pure, as falling Snow ; 
 
 More white then Streames which from ftretcht udders flow : 
 
 Not Rubies of the rockefiich red infphear'd ; ■ 
 
 Nor polifht Saphires like their Veines appear'd : 
 
 Their faces now more blacke then Cinders growne • 
 
 To fuch as meet them in the Streets, unknowne. 
 
 Whofe wither'd Skins, more dry thenfaplefTe wood, 
 
 Cleave to their flefhleffe Bones, for want of Food. 
 
 O farre lefle wretched they, whofe parting Breath 
 
 Breaks through their wounds, then thofe who ftarve to death ! 
 
 For they in lingring torments pine away: 
 
 And find not Death fo cruell as Delay. 
 
 Soft-hearted Mothers live by horrid fpoile : 
 
 And their beloved Babes in Caldrons boyle. 
 
 On thefe with weeping Eyes, and hearts that bleed, 
 
 The famifht Daughters of my People feed. 
 
 The Lord his vengeance now accomplifh't hath j 
 
 And powred forth the Viols of his wrath : 
 
 Forfaken Sion fets on fire i whofe Towers 
 
 And Palaces the hungry flame devoures. 
 
 You Kings that fway the many-Peopled Earth ; 
 
 All who from groaning Mothers take your birth : 
 
 O would you have believ'd, that thus the Foe 
 
 Should have triumpht in her fad overthrow i 
 
 Her Priefts and Prophets fins, who (hould have taught 
 
 By their Example, have her ruine wrought : 
 
 With humane flefti her flaming Altars ted j 
 
 And blood of Innocents profufely fried. 
 
 Who blindly wanderjfo defil'd with gore , 
 
 That none would touch the Garments which they wore. 
 
 Depart, they cry'd, Depart, and touch us uot : 
 
 Depart 6 you whom foule pollutions fpot. 
 
 Thus chid, they ftray'd, and to the Gentiles fled : 
 
 Yet faid, ere long we fhall from hence be led. 
 
 For this, the Lord hath fcatter'd in his Ire s 
 
 Nor ever (hall they to their homes retire : 
 
 Their unregarded Priefts flaine by the Foe j 
 
 Who would no pitie to the aged fhow. 
 
 Yet vainely we, in thefe ourMiferies, 
 
 With expectation have confum'd our eyes j 
 
 And foftered flattering hopes: built on their word, 
 
 Who can no ayd to our Exftreames afford. 
 
 Like cruell Hunters they our fteps purfue : 
 
 While we in Corners lurke from publike view. 
 
 That FatallDay drawes neere ; wherein we mull 
 
 Defcend to Death, and mingle with the Duft. 
 
 Eagles 
 
Lamentations of Ieremiah. 
 
 Not Eagles fearefull Doves fb fwiftly chace ; 
 
 As they with winged feet our foot-fteps trace : 
 
 Purfue o're Mountaines ; watch at every Streight j 
 
 And to intrap us in the Defart waite. 
 
 The Lords Anointed, even our noftrils Breath, 
 
 They have enfnar'd, and rendred up to Death. 
 
 Of whom we faid ; Among the Heathen wee, 
 
 Beneath his wings, mall live in exile free. 
 
 Daughter of Edom, thou that dwelft in Hus, 
 
 Exalt thy Joy : This Cup to thee from us 
 
 Shall fwiftly pafTe : thy braines inebriate fb, ' 
 
 As thou thy nakedneffe fhalt boldly fhow. 
 
 Yet when thy Sins deferved Punifliment, 
 
 O wretched Sions Daughter, (hall be fpent : 
 
 Jehova will thy Banifhment repeale ; 
 
 Foment thy wounds, and all thy bruifes heale. 
 
 Then he on Edoms IfTue fhallimpofe 
 
 Ouryoake, and her deformitie difclofe. 
 
 Remember Lord the Afflictions we have borne : Chap, y. 
 
 See how we are to all the world a Scorne » 
 Our Lands and Houfes forreiners pofleffe : 
 Our Mothers, Widdowes ; and we FatherlefTe. 
 To us our wood the greedy Stranger felsj 
 And dearely purcha'lt water from our wels. 
 Our necks with heavy burthens are oppreft : 
 All Day we toyle, at Night depriv'dof Reft. 
 We, in the Egyptian and Aflyrian Lands, 
 Are forc't to beg our bread with ftretcht-out hands* 
 Our Fathers,who tranfgreft, in Death remaine : 
 And we the preflure of their fins fuftaine. 
 W ho were our vafTals, now our Soveraignes are : 
 And none furvive to comfort our defpaire. 
 With perill of our lives we feeke our food ; 
 The fwordinpathlefTe Deferts thirfts for blood : 
 While Stormes of Famine mutiny within 5 
 And like a furnace tan the fapleffe skin. 
 In Judah's Cities Virgins they deflowre : 
 In Siou, ravifht wives their wrongs deplore. 
 They crucifie our Princes in their rage ; 
 Nor honour the aipe& of reverend Age. 
 Our Youth enforce to grind, with lathes gall : 
 And Boyes beneath their cruell Burthens fall. 
 No Judge on high Tribunals now appeares : 
 No Mufickdrawes our Soules into our Earas. 
 Joy, from our broken hearts exiled, flyes : 
 Our mirth is chang'd to mourning Elegies. 
 
 The 
 
io %A Tarafbraft upon the Lamentations } &c. 
 
 The crowne from our ecclipfed Browes istorne : 
 By all, except thy punifhments, forlorne. 
 Woe to our Sins ! for thefe we wafte our yeares 
 In Servitude. We drowrie our Eyes with teares 
 For thee deferted Sion ; Foxes dwell 
 Among thy mines ! who our woes can tell ! 
 Yet, Lord, thou ever liv'ft : Thy Throne (hall laft, 
 When funerall Flames the World to Cinders wafte, 
 O why haft thou fo long forgot thine owne ! 
 Wilt thouforfake us as if never knowne ! 
 O call us back, that we thy face may view : 
 Thofe happy Dayes we once enjoy'd, renew. 
 But thou haft caft us off to tread the path 
 Of Exile : made the Object of thy wrath. 
 
11 
 
 PARAPHRASE 
 
 VPON THE 
 
 SONGS GOLLEGTED 
 
 OVT OF THE OLD 
 
 AND 
 
 new testaments: 
 
 Exodvs If. 
 
 TH e Praifc of our triumphant King; ^ s the 8« 
 
 And of his Vidtory we fing : Pfalmc, ' 
 
 Who in the Seas with horrid force 
 O'rethrew the Rider and his Horfe« 
 My Strength, rny God, my Argument, 
 My Fathers God,hathfafetyfent. 
 To him will I a Manfion raife ; 
 There celebrate his glorious Praife. 
 His Sword hath won eternall fame ; 
 And great Jehovah is his Name. 
 Lo Pharaoh's Chariots, his proud Hoaft a 
 Are in the fwallowingBillowes loft. 
 God, in the fathomlefle Profound, 
 Hath all his choice Commanders drown'd. 
 Downe funk they, like a falling ftone, 
 By raging Whirl-pits ovethrowne. 
 Thy pow'rfull Hand thefe Wonders wrought « 
 Our Foes by Thee to ruine brought. 
 Thou all that durft againft thee fight 
 Haft crufht by thy prevailing Might. 
 Thy Wrath thy Foes to Cinders turnes, 
 As Fire the Sun-dri'd Stubble burnes. 
 
 Blowne by thy Noftrils breath, the Floud Part a, ' 
 
 In heaps 9 like folid Mountains, ftood. 
 
 Bbb i The 
 
i2 DEVTERONOMY. XXXII. 
 
 The Seas divided Heart congeal'd ; 
 Her fandy Bottom firft reveal'd. 
 Purliie, o're take, th'iEgyptians cry'd ; 
 Let us their wealthy Spoile divide 5 
 Our Sword thefe Fugitives deftroy, 
 And with their Slaughter feaft our Joy. 
 Thou blew'ft ; thofe Hils their Billowes fpread: 
 In mightie Seas they funke like Lead. 
 What God is like our God ! fb high ! 
 So excellent in SancSbitie ! 
 Whofe glorious Praife iiich terror breeds ! 
 So wonderfull in all thy Deeds ! 
 Thy Hand out-ftretcht j the doling Womb 
 Of Waves gave all his Hoft one Tomb. 
 But us, who have thy Mercy try'd 
 In our Redemption, thou wilt guide : 
 Guide by thy Power, till we pofTefle 
 The Manfion of thy Holinefle. 
 Part. 3 . Our Foes (hall this with terrour heare 5 
 Sad Palasftine grow pale with feare. 
 Thofe who the Edornites command, 
 AndMoabs Chiefs (hall trembling ftand. 
 The Hearts of Canaan melt away, 
 Like Snow before the Suns bright Ray. 
 Horror fhall leize on all j not one 
 But ftand like Statues cut in Stone : 
 Vntill thy People pafle ; even thofe, 
 Whom thou haft ranfbm'd from their Foes? 
 Thou (halt conduct, and plant them, where 
 Thy fruitfull Hils their Shoulders reare : 
 By thy Election dignifi'd ; 
 Where thou for ever (halt abide. 
 Thy Reigne, eternallKing, (halllaft, 
 Wnen Heaven and Earth in vapours wafte.' 
 While Pharaoh's Chariots and his Horfe 
 'Twixt walls of Seas their way inforce : 
 Thy Hand reduc'd th'obedient Waves, 
 Which clos'dthem in their rowling Graves : 
 But Ifrael through the bottome land 
 Securely paft, as on dry Land. 
 
 Devteronomy. XXXII. 
 
 As the i. T End, O you Heavens,unto my voyce an eare : 
 Plalme. "And thou, O Earth, what I (hallutter, heare. 
 My words (hall fall like Deaw, like April (howers 
 On tender Herbs, and new-diiclofed Flowers = 
 
 While 
 
DEVTERONOMY. XXXII. 
 
 While I the GoodnefTe of our God proclaime : 
 
 O celebrate his great and glorious Name ! 
 
 Our Rocke, whofe Works are perfect. Juftice leads, 
 
 And equall Judgement walks the Way he treads. 
 
 In himunftain'd Sincerity excels • 
 
 The God of Truth, in whom no falfhood dwels. 
 
 But you are all corrupt, perverfe ; nor beare 
 
 Thole Marks about you, which his Children weare. 
 
 Ofooles ! deprived of intelle<5tuall Light! 
 
 Doe you your great Preferver thus requite ? 
 
 Your Father? He who made you ? did ie led: 
 
 From all the World, and with his Beauty deck'd > 
 
 Remember j aske the Ancient : They will tell 
 
 What in old times, and Agespaft, befell : 
 
 When the moft High did diftnbute the Earth, 
 
 With liberali hand, to all of humane birth : 
 
 When yet you were not, He, according to 
 
 Your numerous Race, defign'd a Seat for you. 
 
 His People are his Portion : Jacob is Part. ±* 
 
 Th'Inheritance alone referv'd for His. 
 
 Hej when he wandred through a defert land, 
 
 And in a horrid WildernefTe of fand ; 
 
 Conducted, taught him his high Myfteries ; 
 
 And kept him as the Apples of his Eyes. 
 
 As the old Eagle on her Ayery fpreads 
 
 Her foftring Plumes • renewes their downy beds, 
 
 Feeds, traines them for the flight, fubdues their feares ; 
 
 And on herfoaring wings her Eaglets beares : 
 
 So he fuftein'd, So led him ; He alone : 
 
 No ftranser-Gods to Ifrael then were knowne. 
 
 Whom like a Horfe the towring Mountaines bore ; 
 
 That thofe rich fields might feaft him with their ftore. 
 
 With Honey the hard Rocks fupply'd his want j 
 
 And pure Oyle drifd from clifFes of Adamant : 
 
 Him with the Milke of Ewes, with Butter fed ; 
 
 With fat of Lambs, and Rams in Bafhanbred ; 
 
 With flefh of Goats, with Wheats pure Kernels fill'd ; 
 
 And dranke the Bloud, which from the Grape diftiU'd. 
 
 But Jefiirun grew fat ; kickt like a Horfe, VzrU t« 
 
 Full of high feeding, and untamed force : 
 
 Forfooke his God, who made, fuftein'd, adorn'd ; 
 
 And that ftrong Rocke of his Salvation fcorn'd : 
 
 With barbarous Gods, and execrable Rites, 
 
 His Jealoufie and Wrath at once excites. 
 
 ToDivels they profanely facrific'd j 
 
 Gods made with hands,before their Maker prizd : 
 
 Bbb 2 Gods 
 
14 DEVTERONOMY. XXXIL 
 
 Gods brought from forraigne Nations ; ftrange and new : 
 
 Gods, which their Anceftors nor fear'd, nor knew. 
 
 Their Father, their firme Rocke, remembred not j 
 
 And Him, who had created them, forgot. 
 
 This having feene with burning eyes, the Lord 
 
 His Daughters, and degenerate Sons, abhor'd : 
 
 Said, from thefe Rebels I will hide my face, 
 
 And fee the end of this unfaithfull Race. 
 
 Since they with Gods, that are but Gods in Name, 
 
 My Soule with fo great Jeloufie inflame - y 
 
 And through their vanities my wrath incenie j 
 
 I, by the like will punifh their offence. 
 
 Their Glory to an unknowne Nation grant, 
 
 And intheirroomeafoolifh People plant. 
 Part. 4. A fire is kindled in my wrath , which lhall 
 
 Even in the depth of Hell devoure them all : 
 
 Polluted Earth with her productions burne j 
 
 Andayery Mountames into afhes turne. 
 
 One mifery another (hail invite, 
 And all my arrowes in their bofomes light : 
 Famine fhall eate them, hot Difeafes burne ; 
 And all by violent deaths to Earth returne. 
 The teeth of falvageBeafts their blood (hall /pill • 
 And Serpents with their fatall poyfon kill. 
 The Sword without, and home-bred Terrors fhall 
 I>evoure their lives. Their Youth untimely fall $ 
 Betrothed Virgins, fuch as ftoope with Age, 
 And fucking Babes, (hall finke beneath my Rage. 
 Scatter I would like Chaffe by Tempefts blowne, 
 Nor (hould their Memory to Man be knowne : 
 If not withheld by their infulting Foe ; 
 Left he fhould triumph in their overthrow : 
 And boafting fay ; Tnis our owne hands have done ; 
 Our Swords, the Gods which have their battaile won. 
 Part. _$-. A Nation which hath no Intelligence : 
 Vncapable of Councell ; void of i enfe. 
 O that my Words 'could to their hearts defcend ; 
 To make them wife , and thinke of their laft End I 
 How would One man a Thoufand put to flight ! 
 And Two a Myriad overthrow in Fight ! 
 But that their Strength hath fold them to their Foes j 
 And left them naked to their deadly blowes. 
 For, though our Enemies (hould judge, their Powers 
 Are faint to His ; their Rocke no Rocke to ours : 
 Their Vine of Sodom, of Gomorrahs fields - 
 Which Grapes of Gall , and bitter clufters yields* 
 
 Toifon 
 
IVDGES Y- l 5 
 
 Poifon of Dragons is their deadly Wine ; 
 To which cold Afpes their drowne venome joyne. 
 Is not all this unto my Sight reveal'd > 
 Laid up in ftore ? and with my Signet feal'd > 
 To me belongs Revenge and Recompence : 
 Which I will in the time decree'd diipenfe. 
 The Day is neere which their deftruction brings 5 
 And Punifhment now flies with fpeedy wings. 
 
 God will his People judge ; at length relent j Part. 6» 
 
 And of his Servants miferies repent : 
 Then when they are of all their power bereft, 
 No ftrength, no hope of humane fnccour left. 
 And fay, Where are the Gods of your defence, 
 Thofe Rockes of your prefuming confidence ; 
 Whofe flaming Altars you fo often fed 
 VVith fat of Bieves, and Wine profiifely (hed > 
 Now let them from their crowned Banquets riie., 
 And fhield you from your furious enemies. 
 Behold ! I am your God ; I, onely I, 
 Affiftedbynoforraigne Deity. 
 I kill, revive ; I wound and heale } no hand 
 Or power of Mortals can my ftrength withftand, 
 I, to the Heavens I made, my amies extend - y 
 Pronounce, I ever was, and have no end. 
 Whet I my glittering Sword ; if I advance 
 My hand in Judgement ; woes paft utterance , 
 And vengeance, equal! to their merits, (hall 
 Vpon my Foes, and thole who hate me, fall. 
 The hungry Sword fhalleat their jflefh, like Food., 
 . My thirfty Arrows fhall be drunke with bloud : 
 For Captives flaine, and for the bloud they fpilt, 
 I will with horrour recompence their guilt. 
 You wifer Nations , with his People joy ; 
 For he will all their Enemies deftroy : 
 His Servants vindicate from their proud Foe ; 
 And to their Land, and them, his Mercy fhowa 
 
 Judges V. 
 
 YO u r great Preferver celebrate : As the Z, 
 
 He who re veng'd our w rongs of late j Pfalme, 
 
 When you, his fonnes, in Ifraels Aid 
 Of life fo brave a Tender made. 
 You Princes, with attention heare ; 
 And you who awfull Scepters beare - 
 
 \Vhilc 
 
i6 IVDGES. V. 
 
 While I infacred Numbers ling 
 
 The Praife of our eternallKing. 
 
 When he through Seir his Army led, 
 
 In Edoms fields his Enfignes fpread ; 
 
 Earth (hooke, the Heavens in drops defcend ; 
 
 And Clouds in teares their fubftance fpend. 
 
 Before his Face the Mountaines melt : 
 
 Old Sinai unknowne fervor felt. 
 
 When Ifrael Sangars Rule obey'd, 
 
 And Jael, that Virago, fway'd; 
 
 She bold of heart , He great in Warre 5 
 
 Yet to the fearefull Travailer 
 
 All way e s were then unfafe : who crept 
 
 Through Woods, or paft when others flept. 
 
 The Land uncultivated lay : 
 
 When I arofe, I Deborah, 
 
 A Mother to my Countrey grew j 
 
 At once their Foes, and feares fiibdueJ 
 
 Part, a» When to themfelves new Gods they chofe, 
 Then were their Wals befieg'd by Foes. 
 Did One of Forty Thoufand weare 
 A Cote of Steele ? or (hooke a Speare > 
 You, who withfiich alacrity 
 Led to the Battaile ; O how I 
 AfFecl: your Valour ! with me raife 
 Yourvoyces ; Sing Jehovahs Praife. « 
 Sing You who on white AfTes ride, 
 And Juftice equally divide : 
 You,who thole Wayes fbfear'd of late, 
 Where now no Thieves afTaffinate : 
 You lately from your Fountaines barr'd, 
 Where you their clattering Quivers heard 9 
 There, with united joy record 
 The righteous Judgements of the Lord. 
 You who your Cities repoflefle, 
 Who reape in peace, his Praife profefTe, 
 Arife, O Deborah, arife ; 
 In heavenly Hymnes exprefle thy Joyes, 
 Arife, O Barak j Thou the Fame 
 And OfF-fpring of Abinoam ; 
 Of Ifrael the renowned Head, 
 Captivitie now captive lead. 
 
 Part. 3. Nor ihall the noble Memory 
 
 Of ourftrong Aidsinfilencedie : 
 The Quiver-bearing Ephramite 
 March't from his Mountaine to the Fight: 
 
 Thofe 
 
I. SAMVEL. II. 17 
 
 Thofe who on Amalek confine, 
 
 The fmall Remaines of Benjamin: 
 
 From Machir, Princes : Not a few 
 
 VVife Zebulun with Letters drew : 
 
 The vahant Chiefes of Iflachar, 
 
 With Deborah, troopt to this Warre j 
 
 Who downe into the Valley tread 
 
 The way which noble Barak led. 
 
 But Reuben from the reft disjoyn'd 
 
 By Hils and Flouds, was fo in mind. 
 
 Did'ft thou thefe glorious Wars refufe, 
 
 To heare the bleating of the Ewes ? 
 
 O great in Councell ! O how wile ! 
 
 That couldft both Faith and Fame delpife. 
 
 Gilead* of thundring Drums afraid, 
 
 Or flothfull, beyond Jordan ftaid. 
 
 Danhisfwift-lailing Ships affects, 
 
 And publique Liberty neglects : 
 
 While Afhur on his Cliffes refides, 
 
 And fortifies againft the Tides. 
 
 But Zebulun, and Nepthali, 
 
 Who never would from danger flye, 
 
 Were ready, for the publike good, 
 
 On Tabors top to fhed their bloud. 
 
 Then Kings, Kings of the Canaanites, Part, 4, 
 
 On Taanach Plaines addreft their Fights s 
 
 Where fwift Megiddo's Waters ran : 
 
 Yet neither Spoile nor Trophee wan. 
 
 The Heavens 'gainft Sifera fought ; The Stars 
 
 Mov'd in Battaha to thofe Wars : 
 
 By ancient Ki(hon fwept from thence- 
 
 Whofe Torrent falling Clouds incenfe. 
 
 Thou, O my joyfull Soule, at length 
 
 Haft trod to Dirt their puiffant Strength. 
 
 Their wounded Horfe with flying hafte 
 
 Fall head-long, and their Riders caft. 
 
 Thus fpake an Angel ; Curfed be 
 
 Thou Meroz, all who dwell in thee ; 
 
 That bafely would'ft no aid afford, 
 
 In that great Battaileto the Lord. 
 
 Cinceian Hebers Wife, thoubeft 
 
 Of Women, be thou ever bleft ; 
 
 Bleft above all : Let all that dwell 
 
 In Tents, thy Ad, O Jaeil, tell. 
 
 She brought him Milke , above hrs wifli - 
 
 And Butter in a Princely Difh 
 
 A Hammed 
 
i8 I. SAMVEL. II. 
 
 A Hammer, and a Naile me tooke, 
 This into Sifera's Temples ftrooke. 
 He fell , fell downe , downe to the Flore } 
 Lay where he fell, bath'd in his Gore ; 
 Lay groveling at her Feet : and there 
 His wretchedSoule figh'd into Aire. 
 Part /. His Mother at her window ftaid, 
 
 And thrufting out her moulders laid, 
 Why are his Chariots wheeles fo flow ! 
 Nor yet my Sonne in Triumph (how ! 
 When her wife Ladies ftanding by, 
 ( Yea (he her felfe ) made this reply ; 
 Have not their Swords now won the Day > 
 Have they not fhar'd the wealthy Prey > 
 Now every Souldier for his paines 
 An Hebrew Dame or Virgin gaines : 
 While Sifera, chooiing, layesafide 
 Rich Robes, in various Colours dy'd ; 
 Rich Robes with curious Needles wrought 
 On either fide, from Phrygia brought : 
 The Thread fpun from the Silk-worms womb,' 
 Suchasa Conquerer become, i 
 Great God « So perifh all thy Foes ; 
 Love f uch as love thee : O let thofe* 
 Shine like the Sun, when he difplaies 
 I'th' Orient his increafing Raies. 
 
 As the 29« 
 Pfolme. 
 
 i Samvel. II. 
 
 GO d hath rais'd my head on high : 
 Omy Heart, inlarge thy joy '. 
 God hath now my Tongue unti'd, 
 To retort their fcorne, and pride. 
 In thy Grace I will rejoyce ; 
 Praife thee, while I have a voyce. 
 Who fo holy as our Lord ! 
 Who but he to be ador'd ! 
 Who fuch Wonders can effect ! 
 Whofoftrongly can protect ! 
 Be no longer arrogant, 
 Nor in Folly, proudly vaunt : 
 God our fecret thoughts difplaies ; 
 All our works his Ballance weighes. 
 Giants Bowes his Forces breake • 
 Hewithftrenethinvefts the Weake* 
 Who were full, now ferve for bread j 
 Thole who ferv'd, infranchifcd. 
 
 Barren 
 
II. SAMVEL I. i 9 
 
 Barren Wombs with Children flow 5 
 
 Fruitfull Mothers childleffe grow. . 
 
 God fraile Man of life deprives - p art 
 
 Thole who fleepe in Death, revives : 
 
 Leads us to our filent Tombes - } 
 
 Brings us from thole horrid Roomes : 
 
 Richesflends ; lends Poverty : - 
 
 Cafteth downe, and lifts on high. 
 
 He from the delpiled Duft, 
 
 From the Dunghill takes the Juft ; 
 
 To the height of Honour brings ; 
 
 Plants them in the Thrones of Kings. 
 
 God, Earths mighty Pillars made i 
 
 He the World upon them laid. 
 
 He his Servants feet will guide : 
 
 Wicked Soules, who fwell with Pride, 
 
 Will in endlelTe DarknefTe chaine - 
 
 Since all humane ftrength is vaine. 
 
 He fhall grind his Enemies ; 
 
 Blaft with Lightning from the Skies : 
 
 Judge the habitable Earth, 
 
 All of high and humble birth : 
 
 Shall with ftrength his King renowne, 
 
 And his Chrift with Glory crowne. 
 
 II. Samuvel I. 
 
 HTHy Beauty, Ifrael, is fled, As ^^ 
 
 ** SunketotheDead. Pfalme. 
 
 How are the VaUant fal'n ! the Slaine 
 
 Thy Mountaines ftaine„ 
 O let it not in Gath be knowne j 
 Nor in the ftreets of Afcalon ! 
 
 Left that fad Story fhould excite 
 
 Their dire delight : 
 Left in the Torrent of our woe 
 
 Their plealure flow : 
 Left their triumphant Daughters ring 
 Their Cymbals, and curs'd Paeans ling. 
 
 YouHilsof Gilboa, never may 
 
 You Offrings pay ; 
 No Morning Deaw, nor fruitfull mowers 
 
 Cloth you with flowers : 
 
 Cee Saul, 
 
^o II. SAMVEL VII. 
 
 Saul, and his Armes there made a Spoile } 
 As if untoucht with facred Oyle. 
 
 The Bow of noble Jonathan 
 
 Great Battailes wan : 
 
 His Arrows on the Mighty fed, 
 
 With Slaughter red. 
 
 Saul never raised his Arme in vaine ; 
 
 His Sword ftill glutted with the Slaine. 
 
 How lovely! O how pleafant ! when 
 They liv'd with Men ! 
 
 Then Eagles Iwifter • ftronger farre 
 Then Lions are : 
 
 Whom love in life fo ftrongly ty'd, 
 
 Theftroke of Death could not divide. 
 
 Sad Ifraels Daughters, weepe for Saul j 
 Lament his fall : 
 
 Who fed you with the Earths increafe, 
 Andcrown'd with Peace : 
 
 With Robes of Tyrian Purple deckt, 
 
 And Gems, which fparkling light reflect. 
 
 How are thy Worthies by the Sword 
 Of Wane devoured ! 
 
 O Jonathan, the betterpart 
 
 Of my torne Heart » 
 
 The falvage Rocks have drunke thy bloud : 
 
 My Brother ! O how kind ! how good ! 
 
 Thy love was great ■, O never more 
 To Man,Man bore ! 
 
 No Woman, when molt paflionate, 
 Lov'd at that rate ! 
 
 How are the Mighty fain in fight .' 
 
 They, and their Glory fet in Night ! 
 
 II. Samvel VII. 
 
 As the 4, A/f Y Lord > m Y God > ° who am * ! 
 
 Pfalme, ** ^ r wnat * s m Y P oore Family, 
 
 That thou fhould'ft crowne, 
 With Power renowne, 
 And raife my Throne on high ! 
 
 As 
 
II. SAMVEL VII. 
 
 21 
 
 As this were little i in myplace 
 Haft promis'd to confirme my Race. 
 
 Doe men, Q Lord, 
 
 To men afford 
 Such, fuchtranfcendent Grace ! 
 
 Not to bfrhop'd for, nor defir'd 5 
 Not to be utter'd, but admir'd : 
 
 My Thoughts to me, 
 Then they to thee, 
 LefTe knowne, when moft retir'd. 
 
 Thefe great things did'ft Thou, to fulfill 
 Thy Word and never-changing Will. 
 
 Into my Sight 
 
 This knowing Light, 
 Thy Wifdomes BearaeSjdiiiill, 
 
 InGoodnefTe, as in Power compleat : 
 No God but thee : O who fo great ! 
 
 All this of old : 
 
 Our Fathers told s 
 And often did repeat. 
 
 What Nation breaths, who can or dare 
 With thee, O Ifrad, compare > 
 
 For whom alone 
 
 God left his Throne, 
 As his peculiar Care. 
 
 To amplifre his Name ; to doe 
 
 Such great, fuch fearefull things for you : 
 
 Such Wonders wrought ; 
 
 From iEgypt brought - 
 From men, from gods withdrew. 
 
 Eftablifht by divine Decree ; 
 That thou might 11 be our God, and we 
 For evermore 
 Thy Name adore- 
 As confecrate to Thee. 
 
 Now, Lord, effect what thou haft faid - 
 The Promife to thy Servant made. 
 Confirme by Deed, 
 What to his Seed 
 Thy Word long fince difplaid. 
 
 Ccc 2 Grea: 
 
 Part. 
 
12 ESAY V. 
 
 Great God, Obe thouniagnifi'd ! 
 
 Whofe Hands the ftrife of Warre decide ; 
 Let Davids Race, 
 Before thy Face 
 For ever fixt abide. 
 
 Thou faidft (who Ifrael doft protect } 
 I will my Servants Houfe eredt. 
 
 My Thoughts indu'd 
 
 With gratitude 
 Thefe Prayers to Thee direcl:. 
 
 Thou Lord, in Goodnefle infinite ! 
 
 Whofe Word and Truth like Twins unite. 
 Thy Promife hath 
 Confirm'd my Faith, 
 And fill'd me with delight. 
 
 Be then my Houfe for ever bleft ; 
 Of thy deare Prefence ftill pofleft. 
 
 Thus haft thou faid ; 
 
 This Promife made : 
 O with thy Grace inveft ! 
 
 ESAY V. 
 
 A * the o XTO w I, to my Beloved, will 
 
 vfJmt ^ A Son § ot m y Bdoved fin § : 
 
 i laime. He hath a Vineyard on a HiUj 
 
 Which all the Yeare enjoy'd the Spring. 
 This he inclofed with a Mound, 
 
 Pickt up the Stones which fcatter'dlay : 
 With generous Vines plants the rich Ground j 
 
 Dig'd, pruin'd, and weeded every day. 
 To preffe the Clufters made a Frame, 
 
 Plac'd in a new erected Tower : 
 But when th'expecl:ed Vintage came, 
 
 For good, the Grapes pro v'd wild andlbwre. 
 You who on Judah's Hils refide, 
 
 VVho Citizens of Salem be ; 
 Doe you the Controverfe decide 
 
 Betweene my Vineyard judge,and me. 
 Though partiall Judge. Couldl have more 
 
 To my ungratefull Vineyard done ? 
 Yetfuchunpleafant Clufters bore, 
 
 Vnworthy of the foyle, or Sunne. 
 
 Then 
 
ESAY XXVI. 
 
 Then know; This Vineyard, late my Joy, 
 
 Manured with flich diligence i 
 Wild Bores, and Foxes (hall deftroy, 
 
 When I have trampled downe her Fence. 
 Then ihall (he unregarded lye, 
 
 Vndig'd, unpruin'd, with Brambles fpread : 
 No gentle>Clouds fhall on her dry 
 
 And thirfty Worabe their moifture fhed. 
 That ancient Houfe of Ifrael, 
 
 The great Jehovahs Vineyard is : 
 They who on Judah's Mountaines dwell, 
 
 Thofe choice, and pleafant Plants of his : 
 From whom he Juftice did expecl:, 
 
 But Rapine, and Oppreffion found : 
 Thought they iweet Concord would affec~t s 
 
 When all with Strife, and Cryes abound. 
 
 Esay XXVI. 
 
 OVr Sionftronglyisfecur'd, ^ s ^ 2o 
 
 Which God himfelfe hath fortifi'd j Pfalme 
 
 High Bulwarks rais'd on every fide, 
 And with immortal 1 Walls immur'd : 
 Her Gates at their approach difplay, 
 Who Juftice love, and Truth obey". 
 
 Who fix on him their confidence, 
 
 He will in conftant Peace preferve. 
 
 O then with Faith Jehovah ferve h 
 Your ftrong and ever fure Defence : 
 
 Who hurles the Mighty from their Thrones, 
 
 And Cities turnes to Heaps of ftones. 
 
 Their Structures levels with the Floore, 
 
 Which Sepulchres of Dull inclofe : 
 
 Trod underneath the Feet of thofe, 
 That were of late Delpis'd and Poore. 
 
 Straight is the Way the Righteous tread ; 
 
 By Thee at once inform'd and led. 
 
 For we thy Judgements, Lord, expect, 
 
 And onely on thy Grace relye : 
 
 To thy great Name and Memory 
 Th' Affections of our Soules erecT:. 
 
 My Soule purfues thee in the Night, 
 
 And when the Morne difplayes her Light. 
 
 Didft 
 
24 ESAY XXVI. 
 
 Part. 2. Didft thou thy Judgements exercife. 
 
 Then Mortals (hould the Truth difcerne : 
 And yet the Wicked would notlearne j 
 Biit thy extended Grace defpife : 
 Among the Juft tolnjufticefold ; 
 Nor will thy Majefty behold. 
 
 Shouldft thou advance thine Arme on High, 
 Though wilfull-blind, yet mould they view 
 The Shame and Vengeance which purfue 
 
 All thofe, who thy deare Saints envy : 
 Thofe vindicating Flames, which burne 
 Thy Foes, fhallthemto Cinders turne. 
 
 Thou our eternall peace haft wrought, 
 And in our works, thy Wonders ihowne. 
 Though other Lords, befides our owne, 
 
 Had us to their iiibjeftion brought ; 
 Yet, through thy onely Goodnefle, we 
 Remembred both thy Name and Thee. 
 
 Dead are they, never more to rile 
 
 From thofe darke Caves of endlefTe Night $ 
 Nor ever (hall the cheerefull Light 
 
 Revifit with their clofed eyes. 
 
 Thy Vengeance hath expel'd their Breath, 
 And clos'd their Memories in Death. 
 
 Part. 3. Thou, Thou haft given us wounds on wounds • 
 . In punifhing thy Glory fhowne : 
 
 Far fromthy chearrull Pretence thrownc j ' 
 Even to the Worlds extreameft bounds : 
 Amidft our ftripes, and fighings, we 
 Addreft our zealous Prayers to Thee. 
 
 As Women groaning with their Load, 
 The time of their Delivery neere, 
 Anticipating paine withfeare, 
 
 Screeke in their Pangs ; So we to God: 
 So fuffer'd, when in thy Difgrace ; 
 So cry'd out, when thou hid'ft thy Face. 
 
 For we, with Sorrow's burthen fraught, 
 Paine, and anxiety of Mind, 
 Brought onely forth an empty Wind $ 
 
 Nor our deiir'd Delivery wrought. 
 
 We 
 
ESAY XXXVUL 25 
 
 We neither could repulfe our Foes, 
 Nor give a period to our Woes. 
 
 The Lord thus to his People fpake ; 
 
 Thy Dead fliall live ; thofe who remaine 
 
 In peacefull Graves, (hall rife againe. 
 O you who fleepe in Duft, awake • 
 
 Now ling : on you my Plants He fried 
 
 My Deaw j the Graves (hall caft their Dead, 
 
 Goe, hide thee in thy inward Roomes 
 
 A little, till ray Wrath pafle by : 
 
 To punifh Mans impiety, 
 The Lord from Heaven in Thunder comes : 
 
 The Earth then fliall your Bloud reveale, 
 
 Nor longer fliall the Slaine conceale. 
 
 Esay XXXVIII. 
 
 IN the fubftradtion of my yeares, As the 39, 
 
 I faid with Teares ; Pfalme. 
 
 Ah ! now I to the Shades below 
 Mult naked goe : 
 Cut off by Death before my Time ; 
 And like a Flower cropt in my Prime. 
 
 Lord in thy Temple I no more 
 
 Shall Thee adore : 
 No longer with Mankind converfe. 
 
 In my cold Herfe. 
 My Age is paft ere it be fpent ; 
 Removed like a Shepheards Tent. 
 
 My fraile Life, like a Weavers thred, 
 
 My Sins have ihred : 
 My vitall powers Difeaies wafte 
 
 With greedy hafte : 
 Even from the Evening to the Day 
 I languilh, and confume away. 
 
 And when the Morning Watch is paft s 
 
 ' Thinkethatmylaft. 
 Thou like a Lion break' ft my bones, 
 
 Nor hear'ft my groanes : 
 Even from the Dawning to the Night, 
 Death waites to clofe my failing Sight, 
 
 Thus 
 
16 IONAH. II. 
 
 Thus Swallow-like, like to a Crane, 
 My Woes complaine : 
 
 Mourne like a Turtle-Dove, but late 
 Rob'dof his Mate. 
 
 I my dim eyes to Thee erecl: : 
 
 The Weake 6 ftrengthen, and protect ! 
 
 Part 2. What praife can reach thy Clemency, 
 
 O thou Moft High! 
 
 Thy Words are ever crown'd with Deeds : 
 Joy Griefe fucceeds. 
 
 My bitter pangs at length are paft ; 
 
 And long my peacefulldayes fhall laft. 
 
 My hvely vigour doft reftore, 
 
 Increa ft with more : 
 
 My Yeares prolonged, now flourifhing 
 In their new Spring .- 
 
 Thou haft with Joy dry'd up my Teares i 
 
 And with my Griefe exil'd my Feares. 
 
 Thy Love hath drawne me from the Pit, 
 Where Horrors fit : 
 
 My Soule-infecting Sins thou haft 
 Behind Thee caft. 
 
 The Grave can not thy Praife relate j 
 
 Nor Death thy GoodnefTe celebrate. 
 
 Can they exped: thy Mercy, whom 
 Cold Earth intombe ? 
 
 The Living muft thy Truth difplay ; 
 A I this Day. 
 
 This Fathers to their Sons (hall tell, 
 
 While Soules in humane Bodies dwell. 
 
 The Lord as ready was to fave, 
 
 As I to crave: 
 I therefore to the warbling firing 
 
 His Praife will fing : 
 And in his Houfe , till my laft Day, 
 My gratefull Vowes devoutly pay. 
 
 Jonah I. 
 
 ON Thee my captiv'd Soule did call ; 
 Thou, who art prefent every where, 
 
 As the 9, 
 Ffalme. 
 
 From 
 
HABAKKVK. III. %T 
 
 From the darke Entrailesof the Whale, 
 
 Didft thy intombed Servant heare* 
 Thy Hand into the Surges threw, 
 
 The Seas blacke armes forthwith unfold - t 
 Downe to the horrid Bottom drew, 
 
 And all her Waves uponmerould. 
 Then faid my Soule ; For ever I 
 
 Am baniflit from thy glorious fight : 
 And ^et thy Temple with the Eye 
 
 Or Faith review'd, in that blind Night. 
 The Flouds my Soule involv'd below ; 
 
 The fwallowing Deeps befieg'd me round : 
 And Weeds, which in the bottom grow, 
 
 My Head with funerall DrefTes bound. 
 I to the roots of Mountaines div'd, 
 
 Whom bars of broken Rocks reftraine ; 
 Yet from that Tombe of death reviv'd, 
 
 And rais'd to fee the Sun againe. 
 I, when my Soule began to faint, 
 
 My Vowes and Prayers to thee prefer 'd : 
 The Lord my paffionate complaint, 
 
 Even from his holy Temple heard. 
 Thofe who afFecT: falfe vanities, 
 
 The Mercy of their God betray : 
 But I my Thankes will facnfice, 
 
 And Vowes to my Redeemer pay. 
 
 Habakkvk. III. 
 
 GReat God, with terror I have heard thy Doome } As the 72. 
 
 The fearefull punifhments that are to come : Pfalme. 
 
 Yet in the midft or thofe devouring Yeares, 
 Then when thy Vengeance (hall exceed our Feares, 
 Thy Worke in us revive h confirme our Faith, 
 And ftill remember Mercy in thy Wrath. 
 God came from Theman, and the Holy-one 
 From Parans Mountaine, where his Glory (hone : 
 Which fii'd the heav'ns themfelves with brighter Raies ; 
 And all the Earth repleniflit with his Praife. 
 His BrightneflTe as the Suns :. his Fingers Streames 
 Of Light project ; his Power hid in thofe Beames. 
 Devouring Peftilence before him flew, 
 And wafting Flames his dreadfull Steps purfiie. 
 Then fixt his Feet, and meafur'd with his Eyes 
 The Earths Extent : pale Feares her Sons furprife, 
 
 Ddd The 
 
28 HABAKKVK. III. 
 
 The ancient Mountaines (hrunke ; eternallHils 
 
 Stoopt to their Bales ; All Amazement fils. 
 
 His Glory and his Terrour he difplaies, 
 
 In his unknowne and everlafting Waies. 
 
 I law th'afflicfted Tents of Cuflian quake, 
 
 And Midians Cortines in that Tempeft fliake. 
 Part 2. VVhen thou, O Lord, the Rivers didft divide ; 
 
 And on the Chariots of Salvation ride, 
 
 Through the congeftedBillowes of the Seas : 
 
 VVasit becaufe thou waft dilpleas'd with thefe ? 
 
 According to thy Oath thou drew'ft thy Sword s 
 
 Thy Oath fworne to our Tribes ; thy conftant Word. 
 
 From cloven Rocks new Torrents tooke their flight, 
 
 And ayery Mountaines trembled at thy light : 
 
 The over-flowing Streames inforce their Wayes ; 
 
 The Deeps to Thee their Hands and Voyces raile j 
 
 The Sunne and Moone obedient to Command, 
 
 Till then in reftlefle Motion, made a Stand. 
 
 Thy Darts and flaming Arrowes, Iwift as Sight; 
 
 Confound thy Foes, but give thy People Light. 
 
 He, in his Fury, marched through the Land j 
 
 And crufht the Heathen with a vengefull Hand. 
 
 Th' Anointed, with thy Sword, their Leaders flew ; 
 
 The Joynts difclos'd, where Heads of Princes crew. 
 
 With thy transfixing Speare their Subjects ftrake ; 
 
 Who like a blacke and dreadfull Tempeft brake 
 
 Vpon our Front, with purpofe to devoure, 
 
 And triumph over our delpiled Power. 
 
 He through the roaring Flouds his People guides : 
 
 Through yielding Seas on fiery Horfes rides. 
 Part 3. When I thy Threatnings heard, my entrails fliooke; 
 
 And my unnerved knees each other ftrooke. 
 
 My lips with panting fwell, my cheeks grow wan ; 
 
 Through all my bones a lwift Confumption ran. 
 
 O where may I repofe in that fad Day, 
 . When armed Troups upon my Countrey prey ! 
 
 Although the Fig-tree fhail no bloflbmes beare ; 
 
 Nor Vines with their pure bloud the penfive cheare : 
 
 Although the Olive no requitall yield ; 
 
 Nor Corne apparell the deferted Field : 
 
 Though then our Flocks be ravifht from the Fold, 
 
 And though our Stalls no well-fed Oxen hold : 
 
 Yet will not I defpaire, but chearfully 
 
 Expect,, and in thy knowne Salvation joy. 
 
 For thou my Strength and my Protection art : 
 
 My feet, more nimble then the flying Hart, 
 
 Afcend 
 
LVKE J. , 2 9 
 
 AfcendtheHils » where I, with holy fire. 
 Will ling thy Praifes to my fblemne Lyre, 
 
 \ 
 
 LVKE I. 
 
 MY ravifht foule extols his Name, As t j le _ 
 
 Who rules the Worlds admired Frame i Pfalme 
 
 My Spirit, with exalted Voyce, 
 In God my Saviour fhall rejoyce : 
 Who hath his glorious Beames difplayd, 
 Vpon apoore and humble Maid. 
 Me all liicceeding Ages (hall 
 The blelTed Virgin-Mother call. 
 The Great, great things for me hath wrought i 
 His Sanctity pair humane thought. 
 His Mercy ftill reflects on thofe, 
 Who in his Truth their Truft repofe. 
 He with his Arme hath Wonders fhowne : 
 The Proud in their owne pride ore-throwne 3 
 The Mighty from their Thrones dejects : 
 The Lowly from the dun: erects. 
 The Hungry are his welcome Guefts 5 
 The Rich excluded from his Feafts. 
 He mindfull of his Pfomife, hath 
 Maintain'd, and crowned Ifraels Faith : 
 To Abraham promised, and decreed 
 For ever to his holy Seed. 
 
 
 Lvke I. 
 
 OPraife the Lord, his Wonders tell., *, » K 
 
 Whofe Mercy fhines in Ifrael * . £* . tne 4 5 ° 
 
 At length redeem'd from Sinne and Hell, A mm ?° 
 
 The Crowne of our Salvation, 
 Derived from Davids royall Throne, 
 He now hath to his People fhowne. 
 
 ■ - - . 
 
 This to his Prophets did unfold . 
 By all fucceffively foretold, 
 Vntill the infant World grew old. 
 
 That he our wrongs would vindicate,, 
 Save from our foes inveterate hate ? 
 And raife our long depreft eftate. 
 
 Ddd % To 
 
3 o LVKE IL 
 
 To ratifie his ancient Deed, 
 
 His prorais'd Grace, by oath decreed, 
 
 To Abraham, and his raithfuU Seed. 
 
 That we might our Preferver praife, 
 Walke purely in his perfect wayes, 
 And fearelefle ferve him all our dayes. 
 
 His path thou (halt prepare, iweet Child, 
 And run before the VhdenTd ; 
 The Prophet of th'Almighty ftil'd. 
 
 Our knowledge toinforme, from whence 
 Salvation fprings : from penitence, 
 And pardon of eachfoule offence. 
 
 Through mercy, O how infinite ! 
 
 Of our great God, who cleares our fight, 
 
 And from the Orient fheds his Light. 
 
 A leading Starre t' enlighten thofe, 
 Whom Night, and (hades of Death inclofe $ 
 Which that high TracT: to glory fhowes. 
 
 As the 34. 
 Pfalme. 
 
 Luke II. 
 
 OThou who art inthron'd on high, 
 In peace now let thy Servant die, 
 Whofe hope on thee relies : 
 For thou, whofe words and deeds are onej 
 At length haft thy Salvation (howne 
 To thefe my ravilht Eyes. 
 
 By thee, before thy Hands difplaid 
 
 The Heavens, and Earths Foundation laid, 
 
 Vntothe World decree'd : 
 A Lampe to give the Gentiles Light; 
 A Glory, O how infinite! 
 
 To Ifraels faithfull Seed. 
 
 F I N I 5. 
 
 Gloria Deo in exceljis. 
 
Deo Opt. Max. 
 
 f~\ Thou who All-things haft of Nothing made? 
 Who(e Hand the radiant Firmament diiplai'd, 
 With iuch an undifccrned fwiftneflfe hurl'd 
 About the fled fall Centre of the World : 
 Againfl whofe rapid courfethe reflleffe Sun, 
 And wandring Flames in varied Motions run ; 
 Which Heat,Light,Life infufe • Time,Night,and Day 
 Diflinguifh • in our Humane Bodies fway : 
 That hun^'fl the folid Earth in fleeting; Aire, 
 Vein d with cleare Springs, w c!l ambient Seas repaire. 
 In Clouds the Mountaines wrap their hoary Heads ; 
 Luxurious Valleies cloth'd with flowry Meads : 
 Her trees yield Fruit and Shade • with liberall Breads 
 All creatures She (their common Mother) feafls. 
 Then Man thy Image madfl ; in Dignity, 
 In Knowledge,and in Beauty, like to Thee : 
 Plac'd in a Heaven on Earth : without his toile 
 The ever-flourifhing and fruitfull Soile 
 Vnpurchas'd Food produc d : all Creatures were 
 His Subjects, ferving more for Love then Feare. 
 He knew no Lord, but Thee. But when he fell 
 From his Obedience, all at once rebell, 
 And in his Ruine exercife their Might : 
 Concurring Elements againfl him fight : 
 Troups of unknowne Dileales ; Sorrow, Age, 
 And Death, aflaile him with fuccefsive rage. 
 Hell let forth all her Furies : none fo great, 
 AsMantoMan. Ambition, Pride, Deceit, (reign'd: 
 Wrong arm'd with Power, Lull, Rapine, Slaughter 
 And flatter' d Vice the name of Vertue gain d. 
 Then Hils beneath the fwelling Waters flood ; 
 And all the Globe of Earth was but one Floud : 
 
 Yet 
 
2j Deo. Opt. Max. 
 
 Yet could not cleanfe their Guilt : the following Race 
 
 Worfe then their Fathers, and their Sons more bale. 
 
 Their God-like Beauty loft - Sins wretched Thrawle : 
 
 No fparke of their Divine Originall 
 
 Leftunextinguiflit : All inveloped 
 
 With Darknefle j in their bold Tranlgrefsions dead. 1 
 
 When thou didft from the Eaft a Light difplay, 
 
 which rendred to the World a clearer Day : 
 
 Whofe Precepts from Hels jawes our Steps withdraw; 
 
 And whofe Example was a living Law : 
 
 Who purg'd us with his Bloudj the Way prepar'd 
 
 To Heaven, &thofelong-chain'd-up Doores unbar'd. 
 
 How infinite thy Mercy / which exceeds 
 
 The World thou mad'ft, as well as our Mifdeeds / 
 
 Which greater Reverence then thy Iuftice wins* 
 
 And ftill augments thy Honour by our Sins. 
 
 O who hath tafted of thy Clemency 
 
 In greater meafure, or more oft then I / 
 
 My gratefuil Verle thy Goodneffe mail difplay, 
 
 Thou who went'ft along in all my way ; 
 To Where the Morning with perfumed Wings 
 From the high Mountaines of Panchaea iprings : 
 To that New-found-out World, where fober Night 
 Takes from th'Antipodes her filent flight ; 
 
 To thole darke Seas where horrid Winter reignes," 
 
 And binds the ftubbornc Flouds in Icie chaines : 
 
 To Lybian Wafts > whole Thirft no fhowres aHwage- 
 
 And where fwolne Nilus cooles the Lions rage. 
 
 Thy Wonders in the Deepe have I beheld • 
 
 Yet all by thofe on Iudah's Hils excell'd : 
 
 There where the Virgins Son his Doctrine taught, 
 
 His Miracles, and our Redemption wrought : 
 
 Where I by Thee infpird his Praifes fung 5 
 
 And on his Sepulchre my Offering hung. 
 
 Which way fb e're I turne my Face, or Feet • 
 
 1 fee thy Glory, and thy Mercy meet. 
 
 Met 
 
Deo. On Max. 35 
 
 M ct on the Thracian Shoare ; when in the ftri.fe 
 
 Of frantick Simoans thou piferv'dft my Life. 
 
 So when Arabian Thieves baid us round, 
 
 And when by all abandon'drhee I found. 
 
 7 hat falfe Sidonian Wolfe, ^hofe craft put on 
 
 A Sheepefoft Fleece, and rr. Bellerephon 
 
 To Ruine by his cruell Lett* fent, 
 
 Thou didfl: by thy protectir; Hand prevent. 
 
 Thou favdft. me from the loudy Maflacres 
 
 Of faithlefle Indians ; frontheir treacherous Wars • 
 
 From raging Feavers, fromhe iultry breath 
 
 Of tainted Aire- which clo\i the jawes of Death. 
 
 Prelerv'd from fwallowingieas -when towring Waves 
 
 Mixt with the Clouds, antopened their deep Graves. 
 
 From barbarous Pi rats rarbm'd : by thofe taught> 
 
 Succeflefully with Salian loores we fought. 
 
 Thenbrought'ft me Horr in {afety . that this Earth 
 
 Might bury me, which fd me from my Birth : 
 
 Blelt withahealthfuil Ae ; a quiet Mind, 
 
 Content with little • to tb Worke defign'd : 
 
 Which I at length have firfht by thy Aid . 
 
 And now my Vowes hav at thy Altar paid. 
 
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