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(Done into verse 1653.)
BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray
Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
And in his law he studies, day and night.
Nor sinners in the assembly of just men;
(Done August 8, 1653.)-Terzette.
WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations Muse a vain thing, the kings of the earth upstand With power, and princes in their congregations Lay deep their plots together, through each land, Against the Lord and his Messiah dear?
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand, Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear, Their twisted cords. He, who in heaven doth dwell,
Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them: then,
Speak to them in his wrath, and, in his fell
And fierce ire, trouble them. But I, saith he, Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion my holy hill. A firm decree
I will declare, the Lord to me hath said, Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee This day; ask of me, and the grant is made: As thy possession I on thee bestow
The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full
With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse, Like to a potter's vessel, shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length, ye kings averse, Be taught, ye judges of the earth; with fear Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse With trembling; kiss the Son, lest he appear In anger, and ye perish in the way;
If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere, Happy all those who have in him their stay.
(August 9, 1653.)-When he fled from Absalom.
LORD, how many are my foes!
How many those
That in arms against me rise!
That of my life distrustfully thus say:
The exalter of my head I count:
Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied,
Was the Lord. Of many millions
I fear not, though, encamping round about, They pitch against me their pavilions.
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou
Hast smote, ere now,
On the cheek-bone, all my foes,
Of men abhorr'd
Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Thy blessing on thy people flows.
(August 10, 1653.)
ANSWER me when I call,
And set at large: now spare,
Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
Great ones, how long will
My glory have in scorn?
To love, to seek, to prize
Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies?
Yet know, the Lord hath chose,
The good and meek of heart
(For whom to choose he knows ;) Jehovah from on high
Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry. Be awed, and do not sin;
Speak to your hearts alone,
Upon your beds, each one,
Offer the offerings just
Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say,
Who yet will show us good?
Talking like this world's brood;
But, Lord, thus let me pray;
On us lift up the light,
Lift up the favour, of thy countenance bright.
Into my heart more joy
And gladness thou hast put,
Than when a year of glut
Their stores doth over-cloy,
And from their plenteous grounds,
With vast increase, their corn and wine abounds.
In peace at once will I
Both lay me down and sleep;
For thou alone dost keep
Me safe where'er I lie;
As in a rocky cell
Thou, Lord, alone, in safety makest me dwell.
(August 12, 1653.)*
JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,
The voice of my complaining hear,
Shalt in the morning hear;
I' the morning I to thee with choice Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear.
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.
All workers of iniquity
Thou hatest; 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
That do observe, if I transgress;
Set thy ways right before, where my step goes.
No word is firm or sooth;
Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they