As in a rocky cell For all my bones, that even with anguish ake, My soul I' the midst of all my enemies that mark. De part from me; for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer; My supplication with acceptance fair Thou, Lord, alone, in safety mak'st me dwell. The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. PSALM V. Aug. 12, 1653.* JEHOVAH, to my words give ear, My meditation weigh; The voice of my complaining hear, My King and God; for unto thee I pray. Jehovah, thou my early voice Shalt in the morning hear: I' the morning I to thee with choice 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 VII. Aug. 14, 1653. Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him, Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear. | LORD, my God, to thee I fly; For thou art not a God that takes In wickedness delight; Evil with thee no biding makes; Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight. Thou hat'st; and them unblest The bloody and guileful man God doth detest. Thy numerous mercies, go Into thy house; I, in thy fear, Will towards thy holy temple worship low. Lead me, because of those Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. For,in his faltering mouth unstable, No word is firm or sooth; Their inside, troubles miserable; [smooth. An open grave their throat, their tongue they By their own counsels quell'd; Their joy; while thou from blame To bless the just man still; PSALM VI. Aug. 13, 1653. LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me Save me and secure me under Lord, my God, if I have thought Let the enemy pursue my soul, So the assemblies of each nation Judge me, Lord; be judge in this But the just establish fast, Since thou art the just God that tries God is a just judge and severe, His sword he whets, his bow hath bended Already, and for him intended The tools of death, that waits him near. (His arrows purposely made he As in a womb; and from that mould He digg'd a pit, and delv'dit deep, His mischief, that due course doth keep, Fall on his crown with ruin steep. Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no O Jehovah our Lord, how wonderous great And glorious is thy name through all the Earth! April, 1648. J. M; Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all ut what is in a different character, are the very tourds of the text, translated from the original. PSALM LXXX. 1. THOU Shepherd, that dost Israel keep, Give ear in time of need; Who leadest like a flock of sheep Thy loved Joseph's seed; That sitt'st between the cherubs bright, 2. In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, Awake thy strength, come, and be seen To save us by thy might. 3. Turn us again, thy grace divine To us, O God, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine, And then we shall be safe. 4. Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou, How long wilt thou declare Thy smoking wrath, and angry brow Against thy people's prayer! 5. Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears; And mak'st them largely drink the tears 6. A strife thou makʼst us and a prey Among themselves they laugh, they play, 7. Return us, and thy grace divine, And then we shall be safe. 8. A vine from Egypt thou hast brought, And drov'st out nations, proud and haut, 9. Thou didst prepare for it a place, And fill'd the land at last. 10. With her green shade that cover'd all, Her boughs as high as cedars tall 11. Her branches on the western side And upward to that river wide Her other branches went. 12. Why hast thou laid her hedges low, 13. The tusked boar out of the wood Wild beasts there brouze, and make their food 14. Return now, God of Hosts, look down And visit this thy vine. 15. Visit this vine, which thy right hand 16. But now it is consum'd with fire, 17. Upon the man of thy right, hand 18. So shall we not go back from thee ན། PSALM LXXXI. 1. To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King; To Jacob's God, that all may hear, Loud acclamations ring. 2. Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, A law of Jacob's God, to hold, From whence they might not swerve. 5. This he a testimony ordain'd In Joseph, not to change, When as he pass'd through Egypt land; His hands from pots, and miry soil, 7. When trouble did thee sore assail, 8. Hear, O my People, hearken well; Thou ancient stock of Israel, If thou wilt list to me: 9. Throughout the land of thy abode No alien God shall be, Nor shalt thou to a foreign God In honour bend thy knee. 10. I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land; Ask large enough, and I, besought, 11. And yet my people would not hear, And Israel, whom I lov'd so dear, 12. Then did I leave them to their will, 13. O, that my people would be wise, To walk my righteous ways! 14. Then would I soon bring down their foes, That now so proudly rise; And turn my hand against all those, 15. Who.hate the Lord should then be 'fain But they, his people, should remain, Their time should have no end. 16. And he would feed them from the shock And satisfy them from the rock PSALM LXXXII. 1. GOD in the great assembly stands 2. How long will ye pervert the right Who thence grow bold and strong? 4. Defend the poor and desolate, Of him that help demands. 5. They know not, nor will understand, The Earth's foundations all are mov'd, 6. I said that ye were gods, yea all 7. But ye shall die like men, and fall 8. Rise, God; judge thou the Earth in might, PSALM LXXXIII. 1. Be not thou silent now at length, We cry, and do not cease. 2. For lo, thy furious foes now swell, And storm outrageously; And they that hate thee, proud and fell, 3. Against thy people they contrive 4. Come, let us cut them off, say they, Till they no nation be; That Israel's name for ever may Be lost in memory. 3. For they consult with all their might, 6. The tents of Edom, and the brood, Moab, with them of Hagar's blood That in the desart dwell, 7. Gebal and Ammon there conspire, Whose bounds the sea doth check. 8. With them great Ashur also bands, All these have lent their armed hands 9. Do to them as to Midian bold, To Sisera; and, as is told, Thou didst to Jabin's host, When, at the brook of Kishon old, 10. At Endor quite cut off, and roll'd 11. As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, 12. For they amidst their pride have said, Their stately palaces. 13. My God, oh make them as a wheel, Like stubble from the wind. 14. As when an aged wood takes fire Which on a sudden strays, The greedy flame runs higher and higher 15. So with thy whirlwind them pursue, 16. And, till they yield thee honour due, 17. Asham'd, and troubled, let them be, With shame, and'scape it never. 18. Then shall they know, that thou, whose name Art the Most High, and thou the same PSALM LXXXIV. 1. How lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hosts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are, Where thou dost dwell so near! 2. My soul doth long and almost die Thy courts, O Lord, to see; My heart and flesh aloud do cry, O living God, for thee. 3. There even the sparrow, freed from wrong, Hath found a house of rest; The swallow there, to lay her young And home they fly from round the coasts 4. Happy, who in thy house reside, 5. Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, 6. They pass through Baca's thirsty vale, As through a fruitful watery dale, Where springs and showers abound. 7. They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Sion do appear. 8. Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer, 9. Thou God, our shield, look on the face 10. For one day in thy courts to be, Than in the joys of vanity A thousand days at best. Than dwell in tents, and rich abode, With sin for evermore. 11. For God, the Lord, both sun and shield, Gives grace and glory bright; No good from them shall be withheld Whose ways are just and right. 12. Lord God of Hosts, that reign'st on high; Who only on thee doth rely, PSALM LXXXV. 1. THY land to favour graciously Returned Jacob back. 2. The iniquity thou didst forgive. 3. Thine anger all thou had'st remov'd, From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd 4. God of our saving health and peace, Thine indignation cause to cease Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend 6. Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice, That so thy people may rejoice By thee preserv'd alive? 7. Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, Thy saving health to us afford, And life in us renew. 8. And now, what God the Lord will speak, I will go And to his saints full dear, To his dear saints he will speak peace; Return to folly, but surcease, To trespass as before. 1. THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline, 2. Preserve my soul; for I have trod 3. Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy servant's soul; for, Lord, to thee I lift my soul and voice. 5. For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prone To pardon, thou to all Art full of mercy, thou alone, To them that on thee call. For thou wilt grant me free access, 8. Like thee among the gods is none, Of all that other gods have done Like to thy glorious works. 9. The nations all whom thou hast made 10. For great thou art, and wonders great Remainest God alone. 11. Teach ine, O Lord, thy way most right, I in thy truth will bide; To fear thy name my heart unite, So shall it never slide. 12. Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, With my whole heart, and blaze abroad 13. For great thy mercy is toward me, From deepest darkness foul. 14. O God, the proud against me rise, And violent men are met To seek my life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have set. 15. But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readiest thy grace to shew, Slow to be angry, and art styľ'd Most merciful, most true. 16. O, turn to me thy face at length, Unto thy servant give thy strength, 17. Some sign of good to me afford, And be asham'd; because thou, Lord, PSALM LXXXVII. 1. AMONG the holy mountains high Is his foundation fast; There seated in his sanctuary, His temple there is plac'd. 2. Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Than all the dwellings fair Of Jacob's land, though there be store, And all within his care. 3. City of God, most glorious things Of thee abroad are spoke ; 4. I mention Egypt, where proud kings Did our forefathers yoke. 1 mention Babel to my friends, Philistia full of scorn; And Tyre with Ethiops' utmost ends, Lo this man there was born: 5. But twice that praise shall in our ear This and this man was born in her; 6. The Lord shall write it in a scroll When he the nations doth enroll, That this man there was born. 7. Both they who sing, and they who dance, With sacred songs are there; In thee fresh books, and soft streams glance, And all my fountains clear. PSALM LXXXVIII. 1. LORD God, that dost me save and keep, All day to thee I cry ; And all night long before thee weep, 2. Into thy presence let my prayer And to my cries, that ceaseless are, 3. For, cloy'd with woes and trouble store, Surcharg'd my soul doth lie; My life, at Death's uncheerful door, |