The choice and flower of the old Psalms collected by Iohn Hopkins and others and now revised and amended by William Barton ...

Here follow the rest of the new-made Psalms, that are not extant in the first Impression.

Psalm V. 1. Met. Our Father which, &c.

LOrd, weigh my thoughts, my voice attend, My King, my God, to me give ear: To thee my pray'rs and cries I send, My voice i'th morning thou shalt hear: I'th morning, Lord, will I direct, My prayer to thee, and will expect.

2.

For thou in sinne hast no delight, No ill shall dwell with thee, O Lord: The fool abides not in thy sight; All wicked works thou hast abhorr'd, Falshood, deceit and cruelty, Thou dost detest, and wilt destroy.

3.

But I in thy abounding grace, Thy house will visit in thy fear; And worship in thy holy place, O teach me, Lord, thy justice there: Make straight thy paths before mine eyes, Because of all mine enemies.

4.

A wicked heart within they have, A faithlesse mouth, a flattering tongue: Their throat is like a gaping grave, Let their own counsels lead them vvrong: Destroy them, cast them out therein, And in their multitudes of sinne:

5.

For thee they have rebell'd against: But let believers joy in thee, And shout for joy in thy defence, And all thy lovers joyfull be:

For thou wilt blesse the just, O Lord, And make thy grace his shield and guard.

Psal. VI. 1. Met. O Lord consider, &c.

IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not, For I am very weak and low, Chastise not when thy wrath is hot, But, Lord, to me thy mercy show: Lord heal me, for my bones are vext, But thou, O Lord, how long a space? My soul is also sore perplext, Return and save me of thy grace.

My soul, O Lord, preserve and save, For none in death remembers thee, Nor any thanks thee in the grave; Thou seest my groaning wearieth me: All night I make my bed to swim, Watering my couch with weeping eyes, Mine eye with grief grows old and dim, Because of all mine enemies.

Ye workers of iniquity, Depart from me, depart ye all; For loe the Lord hath heard my cry, My weeping voice and tears that fall. The Lord will hear the prayer I frame, The Lord hath heard, and hath reliev'd; Let all my foes return with shame, With sudden shame sore vext and griev'd.

Psal. XIIII. 1. Met. Give laud unto, &c.

THe fool hath said in heart There is no God at all; They are in every part Corrupted by the fall:

There's none doth good, But they have wrought things vile & nought, even all the brood.

2

The Lord did cast his eye, From heaven his holy throne, On mans posterity; To see if any one He might discern, That understood the things of God, or sought to learn.

3

They all are gone aside, They doe themselves defile, They all are wandred wide, Become exceeding vile: And there is none Of all mankinde to good inclin'd, no sure not one.

4

Have wicked workers all, No knowledge generally? Who have not grace to call, Upon the Lord most hie: Loe they are fed, ••vouring here my people dear, even like to bread.

5

But yet they were in fear, And great the fear must be, For God doth still appear In good mens company; And keepeth them, •• every place, I mean the race of righteous men.

6

But ye have put to shame, The counsell of the poor, Because the Lord became His refuge to secure. O that there were •• Israel some salvation come from Sion there.

7

When as the Lord brings back Our hard captivity, And lets not Israel lack So great a cause of joy: Then surely shall Jacob rejoyce with heart and voice, and Israel all.

Psal. XVII. 2. Col. O praise the Lord, &c.

KEep me as th' apple of thine eye, And make thy wings my Canopy, From wickednes, And deadly foes that me inclose, and much oppresse.

2

They are inclos'd in their own fat, And proudly prate they care not what, They hemme us round In our steps now; Their eys they bow down to the ground.

3

Like greedy Lions seeking prey, Or Lions whelp in secret way; O Lord arise, Defeat my foe, and overthrow his enterprize.

4

From wicked men that are thy sword, From men that are thy hand, O Lord, My soul ô save, From worldlings meer, that only here their portion have.

5

Whose bellies fill'd with thy hid treasure, They spend their substance at their pleasure; And leave unto Their babes the rest, for they are blest with babes enough.

6

But as for me, I have accesse To see thy face in righteousnes. And waking, shall Thy vision see, and I shall be fill'd therewithall.

Psal. XXIII. 1. Met. ***

THe living Lord my shepherd is, and he that doth me feed; Since he is mine, and I am his, what comfort can I need? •• He leads me to the tender grasse, where I both feed and rest; Then to the streams that gently passe, in both I have the best.

Or if I stray, thou dost convert and bring my minde in frame; And all this not for my desert; but for thy holy Name. •• Yea, tho I walk in shade of death, yet I will fear no ill, Thy rod, thy staff so comforteth, and thou art with me still.

Yea, thou dost make me sit and dine, ev'n in mine enemies sight; ••••y head with oyl, my cup with wine, runs over day and night. Thy grace and mercy certainly, shall measure out my daies, And in the house of God will I for ever give thee praise.

Psal. LIII. 1. Met. Give laud unto, &c.

THe fool hath said in heart, There is not any God: Corrupt in every part, And none of them doth good, Such Atheisme lurks ••n every one, that they have done most odious works.

2

The Lord from Heaven hie, Lookt down on earth below, On mans posterity: That he might see and know, What paths men trod, If any man did understand, and seek for God.

3

But all are gon astray, Become most base and vilde, And wandred from the way, And filthily defil'd: So that they can, No good thing do, nor move thereto, no, not a man.

4

What have they knowledge none, That work iniquity? They have not call'd upon: The Lord that is most hie, But they devour My folk like bread, & on them fed, with tyrant-power.

5

They were in fear and dread, Where was no cause of fear, For God hath scattered, Their quarters here and there, That have encampt, Against our cause. And hence it was they were so dampt.

6

Lo, thou hast put to shame, Thy hatefull enemies, In God's Almighty Name, That did thy foes despise. O that there might, Salvation still, from Sion hill, on Israel light.

7

When as the Lord shall please, To bring our bondage back, And gives his folk the eate••

And gives his folk the ease, And liberty they lack: Glad news shall we In Jacob tell, and Israel full glad shall be.

Psal. LVIII. 1. Met. Ye children which, &c.

DO ye speak righteousnesse indeed, O ye that are of mortall seed? O Congregation judge ye right?

2

Yea, ye in heart work wickednesse, Your hands with violence oppresse, the earth can scarcely bear your weight.

3

They are estranged from the way, And from the womb they go astray; no sooner born then speaking lies,

4

As serpents poison, such is theirs; Deaf adder-like they stop their ears, and will not hear in any wise.

She will not hear the charmers voice, Although his charms be wise and choice, she will not hearken to a word.

6

Lord, break their keen and cruell fangs, The eager tooth and tusk that hangs in these young lions mouths, O Lord.

7

As waters let them melt away, Which constant run, and have no stay; and let his aimed arrows fail:

8

And when he bends his bowe to shoot, Let them drop broken at his foot, and let them melt as doth a snail.

9

So let them passe away on earth, As woman-kindes untimely birth, that they may never see the Sun,

10

Before your pots can feel the thorns, He'l blast them as with whirlwinde storms: Alive, in living wrath begun.

11

The righteous shall rejoyce to see Vengeance on them that wicked be, and he shall wash his feet in blood:

12

So that a man shall sure confesse, Sure there's reward for righteousnesse, sure there's a just earth-judging God.

Psal. LXVII, 1. Met. Give laud, &c.

LOrd blesse us of thy grace, Be mercifull to thine: And let thy pleased face Upon thy servants shine. That all may see, The heav'nly wealth, and saving health that comes from thee.

2

Let all thy praise rehearse With one united voice: Sing in melodious verse, Eternally rejoyce; Thy power obey: Whose justice shall dispose of all, and bear the sway.

3

Let all extoll thy worth, Then store of fruit shall fall: The earth shall bring it forth, And God shall blesse us all: God shall us blesse, Earth far & near his Name shall fear with awfulnes.

Psal. LXX. 1. M. All people.

MAke haste, O Lord, and set me free, Make haste, O God, and succour me:

Confound them with confounding shame, That seek my soul to hurt the same.

2

Let them be turned backward still, Turn'd back with shame, that wish me ill: Reward their shame, that say, Aha, And let confusion be their pay.

3

All that seek thee, and all that love Salvation coming from above, Let them in thee be glad and joy'd, Still saying, God be magnifi'd. But I am needy, weak and poor, Make haste, to help me, Lord, therefore: My help and my deliverer, Thou art, O Lord, do not defer.

OR,

THou art my hope, my help and stay, Come, Lord, and make no more delay.

Psal LXX. 2. Metre. *

DEfer not, Lord, defer not long, but bring my foes to shame;

2

And them that seek my soul to wrong, let them bear all the blame.

3

On them that sc••ff and slout at me bestow the scorners hire:

4

But make them glad, full glad in thee, that after thee inquire.

Still, God be prais'd, let all men say, that on his aid relie: And make, O Lord, no more delay, for in great want am I.

5

O Lord, I am exceeding poor, mine only and art thou:

Make haste to help me, Lord, therefore, and make no tarrying now.

Psal LXXXII. ••. M. O praise the Lord, &c.

GOD sits upon the throne of Kings, And Judges unto judgement brings, Why warp you then, And, so long space, accept the face of wicked men?

2

Defend the poor and fatherlesse, The needies injuries redresse, As God commands: And vindicate the desolate, from winked hands.

3

But neither do, nor will they know, In wilfull blindenesse on they goe: Earths pillars fail, All out of course, and worse & worse, no laws prevail.

4

I call'd you gods, all you, said I, Are sons of him that is most hi••, But ye shall die, As vulgar things, or tyrant Kings did formerly.

5

A••ise, O God, thy pow'r set forth, Judge all the Nations of the earth: They are thine own; Thine heritage from age to age, and thine alone.

Psal. LXXXVII. 1. M. Our Father, &c.

IN holy hils is Sions floor, Which God with grace and glory crowns: God loves the gates of Sion more, Then all the rest of Jacobs town••, Most glorious things are fim'd abroad, Of thee, O city lov'd of God.

2

For I will mention born in thee, Egyptians, Babylonians, Moors:

Philistians, Tyrians there shall be, Told to my friends among my stores: For God hath said, that all on earth, In Sion may renue their birth.

3

For God most high will st••blish her, And shall record each faithfull soul: When he is pleas'd to register, And Sions converts to inroll, There's he that plaies, there's that sings, And there are all spirituall springs.

Psal. LXXXVIII. 1. M. O Lord consider, &c.

LOrd God of my salvation dear, I cry'd before thee day and night:

2

Unto my cry ••••••line thine ear, And let my pray'r come in thy sight.

3

For, Lord, my soul is fill'd with wo, My life draws ••igh unto the grave.

4

Reckned with them that sink so low, And very little strength I have.

5

A freeman in this dead estate, As slain, and buried and forgot: As whom thy hand hath separate, And such as thou regardest not. Thou lay'st me in the lowest ward, Where darkest, deepest dungeons are:

5

Thy wrath upon me lieth hard, And all thy bitter storms I bear.

3

My friends from me thou hast restrain'••, And made me loath'd in lovers eyes:

9

In prison I am fast detain'd, Mine eye laments my miseries. O Lord, I daily call'd on thee,

My humble hands I meekly raise:

10

Shall dead men, Lord, thy wonders see? Shall dead men rise to give thee praise?

11

¶Lord, can the grave thy grace expresse, Thy faithfull truth destruction teach?

12

Thy wonders and thy righteousnesse, Can dark and dumb oblivion preach?

13

Betimes, O Lord, will I direct, My humble suits and cries to thee:

14

Why dost thou, Lord, my soul reject, Why dost thou hide thy face from me?

15

My tortur'd soul is pain'd to death, While from my youth I alwaies bear

16

The heavie burdens of thy wrath, Thy terrours and distracting fear:

17

They clos'd me round as waters deep, They compasse me at once, I say:

18

From me my lovers thou dost keep, And mine acquaintance hid'st away.

Psal. LXXXIX. The Col. All people.

NOw in a song of endlesse praise, Thy mercies I will sing, O Lord: And unto all succeeding daies, Thy faithfulnesse will I record. For I have said that thy great love, And mercie shall be raised hie: And that thou shalt in Heav'n above, Confirm thy truth eternally.

2

Thou hast both vowed and decreed, To David thine elected one, To multiply his faithfull seed, And build him up an endlesse throne. Which Heav'n shall to thy praise declare

In works to be admired at: And where thy Saints assembled are, Shall tell thy truth, and treat of that.

3

For whom, like thee doth Heav'n afford, What earthly Kings thy equals be? Who art among the Saints ador'd, And fear'd of all that wait on thee: ¶O Lord of hosts, what Lord is found, So faithfull or so strong as thou? Who sets the seas their certain bound, And tam'st their rage, for thou knowst how.

4

Thou didst afflict all Egypt land, As one made weak by wounds and woes: And, by the pow••r of thy strong hand, Thou hast dispersed all thy foes. Thine, Heav'n and earth, and all things be, For thou alone didst all things frame: The North and South were made by thee, And East and West extoll thy Name.

Psal. XCII. The Collect. ***

RIght good it is, O Lord, most high, thy praises to recite:

2

Thy truth and love to magnifie, at morning and at night.

3

With ten-st••ing'd instruments to sing the praises of thy Name: And that we harps and psalt'ries bring to solemnize the same.

4

For, Lord, thy works rejoyce my heart, thy doings chear my minde:

5

How wonderfull in them thou art, thy thoughts how deep we finde!

6

The fool and worldling neither know, nor heed such things at all:

7

For, when like flow'rs the wicked show, their prospering proves their fall.

Psal. XCVII. 1. Met. Give laud unto, &c.

GOd reigns and rules on high, With clouds and darknesse clad, Let earth be fill'd with joy, And all the Iles be glad, His truth is known, And judgment pure the station sure of his high throne,

2

Fire goes before his face, And flaming round about Burns up his foes apace, His lightning glanceth out: And these do make The world shine bright, and at the sight the earth did quake.

3

At presence of the Lord, Like wax the mountains thawd: At presence of the Lord, By whom the earth is awd: The Heavens expresse How just is he; and all men see his gloriousnes••

4

¶Confusion on them all, Who serve an image carv'd: That to dumb idols fall, And boast what gods they serv'd: O all ye gods See that ye do how down unto the God of gods.

5

O Lord, thy judgements voice, Made Sion hear and joy, And Judahs towns rejoyce: For, Lord, thou art most high,

Thou hast the ods Of all the earth, and art set forth above all gods.

6

Ye lovers of the Lord, Hate all that evil is: For he the souls doth guard, Of all dear Saints of his, And saveth them From cruell spite and crushing might of wicked men.

7

For just men light is sown, And gladnesse is upstor'd: For each true-hearted one; Ye just joy in the Lord, Him praise and blesse, At memory of his so high pure holinesse.

Psal. CX. 1. Met. All people, &c.

THe Lord unto my Lord thus said, Sit thou at my right hand, on hie: Untill thine enemies be made, A foo••-stool for thy Majestie.

2

The Lord shall send from Sion hill, The scepter of thy sov'raign might: Rule thou amidst thine enemies still, Thy people yeelding to thy right,

3

In sacred beauties yeelding thee, (When first thy powr'full Gospel cals) As fruitfull births, as dews can be, That from the womb of morning fals.

4

The Lord hath sworn and wist not break, Ne•• change the word the which he swore, By th' order of Melchized••k, Thou art a Priest for evermore.

5

The Lord that stands at thy right hand, In day of wrath shall Kings confound:

6

Judging in many a Heathen land, And heads of many countries wound, And he shall fill in that same day, Each place with bodies of the s••ain,

7

And drink the torrent in the way, And then lift up the head again.

Psal. CXI. 1. Met. ***

PRaise ye the Lord, whom I will praise, with all my heart and might: In congregation of the just, and in the Churches sight.

2

Great are the works of our great God, and they are sought into, Of all that take content therein, delighting ••o to do.

3

Most honourable is h••s work, and shineth gloriously: His righteousnes doth still endure to all eternitie.

4

And he hath made his wondrous works to be retain'd in minde: Full of compassion is the Lord, and graciously enclin'd.

5

¶The Lord hath given meat to them that fear before his face: He will be ever mindfull of his covenant of grace.

6

The power of his works hath he, in Israels sight ex rest: To give to them the heritage. which Heathen men possest.

7

¶Lo, righteousn••••s•• and judgement are,

the works of Gods own hands: And sure are his cemmandements, what ever he commands.

8

Yea, they stand fast for evermore, and everlastingly: And they are done in righteousnesse, in truth and equity.

9

He sent redemption to his own, to make his people free: And did command his covenant, for evermore to be.

10

Holy and reverend is the Name of our almighty king: And onely from the fear of God, doth all true wisdom spring.

11

Good understanding have they all, that carefully endeavour To practise his commandements, his praise endure for ever.

Psal. CXII. 1. M. Our Father, &c. OR, O all ye, &c.

THe man is blest that fears the Lord, Delighting greatly in his word: Mighty on earth his seed shall be, And blessed his posteritie: Riches and wealth his house shall fill, His righteousnesse continuing still.

2

Unto the man that is upright, In darknesse there ariseth light: He is a gracious righteous one, And full of kinde compassion, A good man's kinde, he ••ends and sparc•••• Discretion guiding his aff••rs.

3

He shall not sure be mov'd for ever, Nor his name perish now, nor never, His stablisht heart on God is staid, Of evil tidings not affraid. His faith is fixt, his pain is past, Untill he see his enemies cast.

4

He hath dispersed of his store, And given plenty to the poor: His righteousnesse remaineth sure, And shall for evermore endure: His horn shall be exalted high, With honour and with dignity.

5

The wicked man this thing shall see, And very greatly griev'd shall be: Yea, he shall g••ash his teeth for spite, And pine away, and perish quite. Thus wicked mens desires shall die: The Lord then praise and magni••ie.

Psal. CXIII. 2. M. Give laud unto the Lord,

YE servants of the Lord, With praise Gods name adore, The name of God the Lord Blesse now and evermore: From Sun to Sun, Even from the East unto the West let this be done.

2.

All nations fear his pow'rs, His glory mounts the skie: There is no God like ours, No other Lord so high: Yet stoops, we know, All things to see, in heaven that be, or earth below.

The n••edy poor and bass,

From dust and dung he brings, To sit in Princes place, Even with his peoples Kings: And her, that had A barren womb, he made become a mother glad. Hallelujah

Psal. CXVII. 1. Metre.

O Praise the Lord all men, all lands, Great kindnes have we at his hands, His praise record, His truth is sure still to endure. Praise ye the Lord.

Psal. CXIX. 4. p. 2. M. Have mercy.

2.

MY soul cleaves to the dust, now quicken me, O Lord: According to the promises of thy most faithfull word.

26

I have declar'd my wayes, and thou hast heard me too: O teach me thy commandements, and them to know and do.

27

Make me to understand, thy precepts perfect way: So shall I have thy wondrous works to talk of every day.

28

¶My soul doth even melt, for heavinesse, O Lord, Vouchsafe O Lord; to strengthen me, according to thy word.

29

Remove the way of lies, and gra••t me graciously,

30

Thy holy law: for I have chose the way of verity. 〈◊〉〈◊〉 before me still,

thy judgements for my aim,

31

I stuck nnto thy testaments, Lord, put me not to shame.

32

And I will run the way of thy commandement, When as thou shalt enlarge my heart, to yeeld a full consent.

The ninth part. 2. Metre,

65

VVEll with thy servant didst thou deal, thy promise to fulfill:

66

Good judgement, Lord, to me reveal, and knowledge of thy will.

67

For I beleev'd thy word, O God, although I went astray: While unchastised with thy rod: but since have kept thy way.

68

Thy works and nature both are good, teach me thy laws thereby:

69

The proud, (to hurt me what they could) against me forg'd a lye. My whole heart notwithstanding that, shall keep thy precepts right.

70

Their heart like grease is waxen fat, thy law is my delight.

71

'Twas good for me to be chastiz'd, that I might learn thy pleasure:

72

Whose law reveal'd I more have priz'd then store of earthly treasure.

Psa•• CXIX. 18. p. a, M. Have mercy

137

RIghteous art thou, O Lord, thy judgements righteous too,

138

The testimonies thou hast set,

are very just and true.

139

My zeal hath me consum'd, because my wicked foes, Forgot thy words, which are so pure, so very pure are those.

140

But therefore on that word, thy servants love is set;

141

Small, and despis'd, yet do not I thy testaments forget.

142

¶Thy righteousnesse remains, and so it ever doth, An everlasting righteousnesse, thy law is very truth.

143

Trouble and anguish great, have taken hold on me: But yet, Lord, thy commandements, my joy and comfort be.

144

Thy testimonies truth stands to eternity, O Give me understanding, Lord, and I shall live thereby.

The 19. part 2. M. All people, &c,

I Cry'd with hearts unfain'd desire, Do thou, O Lord, my prayers attend: Thy Statutes I will keep intire, I cry to thee, do thou defend: And I shall keep thy testament, For I have made thy word my stay: With earnest cries did I prevent The early dawning of the day.

2

The watches of the night so late. W••th wakefull eyes do I prevent: That I might duly meditate

Upon thy sweet commandement, ¶Thy loving kindnesse now record, And hear my voice that calls on thee, According to thy judgements Lord, Vouchsafe to come, and quicken me.

3

Lo, they that follow wickednesse Draw nigh, but far from thy command: All thy commands are righteousnesse, But thou, O Lord, art neer at hand. Concerning thy approv'd decrees, Lo, I have known the same of old, That thou, O Lord, hast founded these, Eternally to keep and hold.

Psal. CXXI, 1. M. Ye children which, &c.

I Lift mine eyes to Sion hill, From whence my help proceedeth still, and where I alway do attend, My help doth come from God most high, The Lord that made both earth and skie, and he to me shall succour send. He will not suffer thee to swerve, For God thy keeper will preserve and stay thy feet: He slumbers not, Behold! the Lord that keeps thee well, He never sleeps, O Israel, he never slumbers any jot.

2

Behold! the Lord thy keeper is, And shades thee with that shade of his: At thy right hand he's thy defence; So that the Sun that burns so bright, Nor yet the Moon in sharpest night, shall hurt thee with their influence,

The Lord will save thee sound and whole•• He shall preserve, and keep thy soul, from every hurt and every sore, Both going out and comming in, The Lord shall keep thee safe herein, from this time forth for evermore.

Psal. CXXI. 2. M. O praise the Lord, &c.

VP to the hills I lift mine eies, From whence my hope and help doth rise, My help comes forth ••ven from the Lord, whose powerfull word made heav'n and earth.

2

Lo, he that keeps thee slumbers not, Nor lets thy foot be mov'd a jot: He that doth keep His Israel all, he neither shall slumber nor sleep.

3

The Lord's thy shade on thy right hand, The Lord thy keeper there doth stand. That neither may The moon, by night, his Israel smite, nor Sun by day.

4

The Lord shall keep thee from all ill, And save thy soul, and keep thee stil: He shall, no doubt, Each time and tide, thy goings guide, both in and out.

Psal. CXXIIII. 1. M. Ye children, &c.

VNlesse the Lord had been our stay, And took our part, this present day, now Israel may truly say. But that the Lord did thus dispose,

And took our part against our foes, when cruell men against us rose: Then had they swallowed us alive, When they in bitter wrath let drive, and did for our destruction strive. The waters then that did abound, With swelling streams and deeps profound, our souls had overwhelm'd and drown'd.

2

The floods did rise, the waves did roll, The swelling streams, without controll, had overtopt and drown'd our soul. O Blessed be the Lord alway, That hath not giv'n us, as a prey into their teeth this very day. Our souls escaped, very fair, As bird from fowlers broken snare, 'tis broke, and we delivered are. Our help is in that blessed name, The Lord our God, the very same, that did both earth and heaven frame,

PSAL. CXXXI. The second Metre.

O Lord, I have no scornfull eye, nor proud, nor haughty minde: I seek not things that are too high, but humbly am inclinde.

2

My soul is like an infant wean'd, even from his mothers brest: And Israel so (to be sustain'd) on God should alwaies rest.

Psal. CXXXIIII. 1. Metre.

BEhold ye servants of the Lord, Which in his house by night do stand: Blesse ye his Name with one accord, Devoutly listing up your hand.

Within the Sancturary there, Blesse ye the Lord with heart sincere: The Lord that made both earth and skie, From Sion blesse thee plenteously,

Psal. CXXXVI. 1. M. I. p.

GIve laud unto the Lord, For every good he is: The God of gods record, And praise that name of his. For certainly, His mercies do indure unto Eternity.

3

Give thanks, O every one, Unto the King of Kings, For he, and he alone, Hath wrought such wondrous things, For certainly, &c.

3

To him whose skill profound. Did make the heavens clear: And set the Seas their bound, And made dry land appear. For certainly, &c.

4

To him that made great lights, The Sun to rule by day: The Moon and Starres by nights, Whose mercy last for ay. For certainly, &c.

5

To him whose arm hath smote, First-born of Egypt land; And thence his Israel brought, With strong out-stretched hand. For certainly, &c.

6

To him that did divide, The red-sea into parts,

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And there did Israel guide, To passe with joyfull hearts. For certainly, &c.

7

Amidst it did they go: But Phar••oh and his host, The Lord did overthrow, Upon the red sea-coast. For certainly, &c.

The 2. part. Give la••d.

GIve God his praises due, And thankfull thoughts expresse, Who led his people through The desert wildernesse. For certainly, His mercy shall endure to all eternitie.

2

Great Kings the Lord did smite, And famous Kings he slew, King Sihon th' Amorite, King Og of Bashan too. For certainly, &c.

3

And then he gave to you, The land where they did dwell, An heritage unto His servant ••srael, For certainly, &c.

4

Who did remember us, When our estate was low, And hath redeem'd us thus, From our oppressing so. For certainly, &c.

To him give praises due, Who gives all flesh their food,

O give ye thanks unto, The God of heaven so good. For certainly, &c.

Psal. CXLV. 1. M. I. p. All people &c.

THee will I ble••se, O God my King, And honour to thy Name will give:

2

To thee continuall praises sing, Even while I have a day to live.

3

For thou art great beyond all bounds, And great thy purchas'd praises are:

4

Through ages all thy glory sounds, Thy wonders they do all declare.

5

An•• •• will shew thy royall state, An•• ••me rd••••ired works un••old,

6

That men thy wonders may relate, When I thy mighty pow'r have told:

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That they thy righteousnesse may show, And have thy glory much in minde.

8

For, Lord, thou art to ••nger sl••w, Excceding mercifull and kinde.

9

Thy goodnesse and thy mercies be On all thy works at large expr••st:

10

Even all thy works do honour thee, And thee alone thy Saints have blest.

11

Thy kingdoms glory they shall show, Their songs shall s••tth, praises forth;

12

That all man-kinde thy power may know, And see thy kingdoms glorious worth.

The second part. All people, &c.

13

THou, Lord, for evermore shall reign, And ever rule through ages all.

14

The bowed down thou wilt sustain, And wilt 〈◊〉〈◊〉 up all those that faid.

15

On thee all creatures fix their eyes, In season to be duely fed:

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All living things thou dost suffice, Thine open hand is therefore spread.

17

¶The Lord is just in all his wayes, And holy all the works he doth.

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The Lord is nigh to him that prayes, I say to all that pray in truth.

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Their hopes who fear him God effects, He hears their cry and saves all those:

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All those that love him God protects: But all the wicked overthrows.

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O let my mouth give praise therefore, And blesse the Name of this great Lord:

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And let all flesh for evermore, His memorable praise record.

Psal. CXLVI. 2. M. Give laud unto, &c.

MY soul praise thou the Lord, As long as thou hast breath: In 〈◊〉〈◊〉 his praise record, And honour him till death: No credir place In earthly Kings, or such vain things as humane race.

2

Breath fails, and dust they be, One day their pomp des••••cys: Right bles•• therefore is he That Iacobs God injoys, And hopes in him Who made all these, heav'n, earth, and seas and all therein.

3

For God is faithfull still, Men wrong'd he helps to right. The hungry he doth fill, And gives the blinde their sight, Sets prisoners free, Loves upright men, and raiseth them bowed down that be.

4

The Lords almighty hand

Preserveth evermore, The strangers in the land, The widows and the poor. And doth relieve The fatherlesse, in their distresse that mourn and grieve.

5

As for the sinners way, He turns it upside down: But he shall reign for aye, And wear th' eternall crown. Thy God thy Lord O Sion shall, to ages all, his praise record.

Psa. CXLVII. 1. Metre.

GIve laud unto the Lord, It is a pleasant thing His praises to record, And songs thereof to sing, Ierusalem He will erect, and reco'lect his flock to them.

2

The conttire heart he heals, He cures their bruises all: The starrs he also tels, And them by name can call. This Lord of ours Is infinite, in wisdom, might, and sov'raign pow'rs.

3

The Lord the meek doth raise, The proud he brings to ground: O therefore sing his praise Let harps his praise re••ound: He clouds doth bring, And showrs distils, which on the hils make grasse to spring.

4

Even beasts and ••avens young, He feedeth when they call: In horse or footman strong, He••oyeth not at all. God loves all them, Who in his grace, their hopes do place, and honour him.

5

Sion and Salem blesse, The Lord your God in song, Who doth your seed increase, And makes your gates so strong, While peace so great Your bounds upheld, and you he fild with sowre of wheat.

6

Through earth his mandates go.

His word with swiftnes flies, Like wool he giveth snow, His frost like ashes lies. And then, beside, He forth doth slice cold flakes of ice, which who can bide!

7

He speaks and straight it thaws, He breathes and water flows: To Israel his Laws, And to none else he shows. As for his word No Heathen land doth understand. Praise ye the Lord.

Psal. CXLVIII. 1. Metre. Give laud unt••.

THe Lord of heaven confesse, On high ••is glory raise, Him let all Angels blesse, And all his Armies praise. Him glorifie Sun, moon and stars, ye higher sphears, and cloudy skie.

2

From God your beings are, Therefore praise ye the Lord, You all created were When he but spake the word. And from that place Where sixt you be by his decree, you cannot passe.

3

Praise God from earth below Ye dragons and ye deeps, Fire, hail, clouds, winde and snow, Whom in command he keeps, Praise ye his Name, Hils great and small, trees low and tall, beasts wilde and tame.

All fowl and creeping things, All people great and small All Iudges, Princes, Kings, Young men and maidens all, Both young and old, Exalt his Name, whose only fame should be extold.

Oh let Gods Name be prai••d Above the earth and skie, For he his Saints hath rais'd, And set their horn on high•• Yea, they that spring Of Israels race, much in his grace, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 praises sing:

FINIS.