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Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days, Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea; My bed I water with my tears; mine eye
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
I'th' midst of all mine enemies that mark.
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my
My supplication with acceptance fair (pray's, The Lord will own and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd With much confusion ; then grown red with
shame, They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
Psalm vil. Aug. 14. 1653.
Upon the words of Cush the Benjamite against him. LORD
God to thee I fly, Save me and secure me under Thy protection while I cry,
Lest as a lion (and no wonder)
He haste to tear my soul asunder,
God if I have thought
Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him have render'd less, And not freed my foe for nought; Let th' enemy pursue my soul
And overtake it, let him tread My life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust and there out-spread
Rouse thyself amidst the rage
And wake for me, their fury's asswage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
Will surround thee, seeking right,
Return on high and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright All people from the world's foundation, Judge me, Lord, be judge in this
According to my righteousness, And the innocence which is
Upon ine: cause at length to cease,
Of evil men the wickedness And their pow'r that do amiss. But the just establish fast,
Since thou árt the just God that Hearts and reins. On God is cast
My defence, and in him lies,
In him who both just and wise Saves th’ upright of heart at last. God is a just judge and severe,
And God is every day offended; If the unjust will not forbear,
His sword he whets, his bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended The tools of death, that waits him near. (His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold He travels big with vanity,
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old
As in a womb, and from that mold
And fell into the pit he made ;
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelay'd
Then will I Jehovah's praise
Psalm vill. Aug. 14. 1633. O
Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great And glorious is thy name through all the earth! So as above the Heav'ns thy praise to set
Out of the tender mouths of latest birth. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
Hast founded strength because of all thy foes, To stint th' enemy, and slack th' avengers' brow,
'I hat bends his rage thy providence to' oppose. When I behold thy Heav’ns, thy fingers' art,
The moon and stars which thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
( what is man that thou remembrest yet, And think’st upon him; or of man begot,
That him thou visit'st, and of him art found ? Scarce to be less than gods, thou mad'st his lot,
With honor and with state thou hast him crown'd. O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him lord,
Thou hast put all under his lordly feet, All flocks, and herds, by thy commanding word,
All beasts that in the field or forest meet, Fowl of the Heav'ns, and fish that through the wet
See paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth. O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth!
Nine of the Psalms done into meter, wherein all, but
what is in a different character, are the very words of the text, translated from the original. April 1648.
1 Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep
Give ear in time of need,
Thy loved Joseph's seed,
Between their wings out-spread,
And on our foes thy dread.
And in Manasse's sight, Awake * thy strength, come, and be seen * Gnorera.
To save us by thy might.
Tous O God vouchsafe ;
And then we shall be safe.
How long wilt thou declare Thy* smoking wrath, and angry brow * Gnasharta.
Against thy people's pray'ı ! 3 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,
Their bread with tears they eat,