A paraphrase upon the Psalms of David by George Sandys ; set to new tunes for private devotion and a thorough-base for voice or instrument by Henry Lawes ; and in this edition carefully revised and corrected from many errors which passed in former impressions by John Playford.

PSALM CXLVIII. Hallelu-jah.

YOu, who dwell the Skies, Free from humane miseries; You whom highest Heaven imbowers, Praise the Lord with all your powers. Angels, your clear Voices raise; Him you Heavenly Armies praise: Sun, and Moon with borrow'd light; All you sparkling Eyes of Night: Waters hanging in the air; Heaven of Heavens his Praise declare. His deserved Praise record; His, who made you by his Word; Made you evermore to last, Set your bounds not to be past. Let the Earth his Praise resound: Monstrous Whales, and Seas profound; Vapors, Lightning, Hail, and Snow; Storms, which when he bids them, blow: Flowry Hills, and Mountains high; Cedars, neighbours to the Skie; Trees that fruit in season yield; All the Cattle of the Field; Salvage beasts; all creeping things; All that cut the Air with wings. You who awful Scepters sway; You inured to obey;

Princes, Judges of the Earth; All of high and humble birth; Youths, and Virgins, flourishing In the beauty of your spring: You who bow with Ages weight; You, who were but born of late: Praise his Name with one consent: O how great! how excellent! Than the Earth profounder far; Higher than the highest star. He will his to honour raise. You his Saints, resound his Praise; You who are of Iacobs Race, And united to his Grace. Hallelu-jah.

Notes

• As the 29.