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PSALME LXXXVII.
As the 8.
THE Lord hath with his Temple crown'd
Moriah, by his Choice renown'd.
Not all the Tents of Israel,
Or Mountains which in height excell,
He so affects, or celebrates,
As lofty Sions stately Gates.
Jerusalem, thou Throne of Kings,
Of Thee they utter glorious things.
Not by Judea's narrow bounds
Prescrib'd; the Land which Nile surrounds,
Great Babylon, proud Palaestine,
Rich Tyre, which circling Seas confine;
And black-brow'd Aethiopians,
Shall yield thee Citizens and Sons.
All sorts of People, foraign-bred,
As Natives there indenized;
In Sion, built by immortall Hands:
Firme as the Mountaine where it stands.
The Lord in his eternall Scroll,
Shall these, as Citizens, inroll.
Their Musick shall th'Affections raise,
And Songs sung in Jehovah's praise;
Whose Blessings on this City shall,
Like Streames from Heavenly Fountains, fall.