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God, find them guilty, let them fall
Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd.
Their joy; while thou from blame
To bless the just man still:
As with a shield, thou wilt surround Him with thy lasting favour and good will.
(August 13, 1653.)
LORD, in thy anger do not reprehend me,
And very weak and faint; heal and amend me:
My soul; oh, save me, for thy goodness' sake:
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Depart, all ye that work iniquity,
Depart from me; for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my
My supplication with acceptance fair
The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. 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.
(August 14, 1653.)
Upon the words of Cush the Benjamite against him.
LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Be in my hands; if I have wrought
Let the enemy pursue my soul,
My life down to the earth, and roll
Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,
So the assemblies of each nation
Judge me, Lord; be Judge in this
Upon me: cause at length to cease
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
The tools of death, that waits him near.
(His arrows purposely made he
He digg'd a pit, and delved deep,
His mischief, that due course doth keep
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.
Then will I Jehovah's praise
(August 14, 1653.)
O JEHOVAH Our Lord, how wondrous great
So as above the heavens thy praise to set
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, To stint the enemy, and slack the avenger's brow, That bends his rage thy Providence to oppose. When I behold thy heavens, thy finger's art,
The moon and stars, which thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament; then, saith my heart, Oh, what is man, that thou rememberest yet, And think'st upon him; or of man begot,
That him thou visit'st, and of him art found? Scarce to be less than gods, thou madest his lot; With honour, and with state, thou hast him
O'er the works of thy hand thou madest him lord, Thou hast put all under his lordly feet;
All flocks and herds, by thy commanding word, Al! beasts that in the field or forest meet,
Fowl of the heavens, and fish that through the wet Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth. O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth!
Nine of the Psalms done into metre; wherein all, but what is in a different character, are the very words of the text, translated from the original.
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: