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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 hat’ft; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy, that speak a lye;
The bloody and guileful man God doth deteft.
But I will in thy mercies dear,
Thy numerous mercies, go
Into thy House; I in thy fear
Will towards thy Holy Temple worhip low.
Lord, lead me in thy righteousness,
Lead me, because of those
That do observe if I transgress;
Set thy ways right before, where my step goes.
For in his faultring mouth unstable
No word is firm, or footh ;
Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth,
God, find them guilty, let them fall
By their own counsels quell’d;
Push them in their rebellions all
Still on, for against thee they have rebell’d.
Then all, who trust in thee, shall bring
Their joy, while thou from blame
Defend'ft them; they shall ever fing,
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.
For thou, Jehovah, wilt be found
To bless the just man still,
As with a shield thou wilt surround
Him with thy lasting favour and good will.
Psal. VI. Aug. 13. 1653.
Ord, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
Ani very weak and faint; hcal and amend me,
For all my Bones, that even with anguish ake,
Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled fore;
And thou, O Lord, how long ? turn, Lord, restore
My Soul, O save me for thy goodness sake:
For in death no remembrance is of thee;
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days, Nightly my Couch I make a kind of Sea; My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eye
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
l'th' midst of all mine enemies that mark,
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 fhall all be blank and dath'd
With much confusion; then grown red with
They shall return in haste the way they came,
And in a moment shall be quite abalh'd.
PSAL. VII. Aug. 14. 1653. Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite
Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I cry,
Left as a Lion (and no wonder)
He haste to tear my Soul asunder,
Tearing, and no rescue nigh.
me and secure me under
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Or done this, if wickedness
Be in my hands, if I have wrought
Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him haye render'd less,
And not freed my foe for nought;
Let th' enemy pursue my soul,
And overtake it, let him tread
My Life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust, and there out-spread
Lodge it with dishonour foul,
Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,
Rouze thy self amidst the rage
Of my foes, that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury afswage:
Judgment here thou didst engage,
And command which I desire.
So th' assemblies of each Nation
Will surround thee, seeking right;
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high, and in their fight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
All people from the world's foundation,
Judge me, Lord, be judge in this
According to my righteousness,
And the innocence which is
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness,
And their power that do amissi
But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the just God, that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is cast
My defence, and in him lies,
In him, who, both just and wife
Saves th' upright of heart at last.
God is a just Judge and severe,
And God is every day offended ;
If th' unjust will not forbear,
His sword he whets, his bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death, that waits him neat.
(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold!
He travels big with vanity,
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old.
As in a womb, and from that mould
Hath at length brought forth a Lyco
He dig'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
And fell into the pit he made;
His mischief, that due course doth keep,
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelay'd.
Fall on his crown with ruin steop,
Then will I Jehovah's praise
According to his justice raise,
And sing the Name and Deity
Of Jehovah the most high,
PSAL. VIII. Aug. 15. 1653.
Jehovah our Lord! how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth? So as above the Heav'ns thy praise to set
Out of the tender mouths of latest breath!
Out of the mouths of Babes and Sucklings thou
Haft founded strength, because of all thy foes, To fint ch' enemy, and nack th' avenger's brow, That bends his rage thy providence to oppose.