Since thou art the juft God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is caft

My defence, and in him lies,

In him who, both just and wife,

Saves th' upright of heart at last.

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The tools of death, that waits him near.

VOL. III.

(His

(His arrows purposely made he
For them that perfecute.) Behold
He travels big with vanity,
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old
As in a womb, and from that mold
Hath at length brought forth a lie.

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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 birth.

Out of the mouths of babes and fucklings thou
Haft founded ftrength because of all thy foes,
To ftint th' enemy, and flack th' avenger's brow,

That bends his rage thy providence to' oppose.

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When

When I behold thy Heav'ns, thy fingers' art,

The moon and ftars which thou fo bright haft fet 10 In the pure firmament, then faith my heart,

O what is man that thou remembrest yet,

And think'ft upon him; or of man begot,

That him thou vifit'ft, and of him art found? Scarce to be lefs than Gods, thou mad'ft his lot, With honor and with state thou haft him crown'd.

O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord,
Thou haft put all under his lordly feet,
All flocks, and herds, by thy commanding word,
All beafts that in the field or foreft meet,

Fowl of the Heav'ns, and fish that through the wet
Sea paths in fhoals do flide, and know no dearth.
O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth!

April, 1648. J. M.

Nine of the PSALMS done into Meter,

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PSA L. LXXX.

THOU Shepherd that doft Ifrael keep,
Give ear in time of need,

Who leadeft like a flock of sheep

Thy loved Jofeph's feed ;

That

That fitft between the Cherubs bright,

Between their wings out-spread,

Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
And on our foes thy dread.

2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,
And in Manaffe's fight,

Awake thy ftrength, come, and be seen
To fave us by thy might.

3 Turn us again, thy grace

To us, O God, vouchsafe;

divine

Cause thou thy face on us to fhine,

And then we fhall be fafe.

4 Lord God of Hofts, how long wilt thou,
How long wilt thou declare

Thy † smoking wrath, and angry brow
Againft thy people's prayer!

5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,
Their bread with tears they eat,

And mak'ft them ‡ largely drink the tears.

Wherewith their cheeks are wet.

6 A ftrife thou mak'ft us and a prey

To every neighbour foe,

Among themselves they laugh, they play,

And flouts at us they throw.

Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hofts, vouchsafe;

Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we fhall be fafe.

Gnorera. Gnabanta. Shalih. Filgnagu.

8 A vine

A vine from Egypt thou haft brought,
Thy free love made it thine,

And drov'ft out nations, proud and haut,
To plant this lovely vine.

9 Thou didst prepare for it a place,
And root it deep and fast,

That it began to grow apace,

And fill'd the land at last.

10 With her green fhade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread,

Her boughs as high as cedars tall

Advanc'd their lofty head.

11 Her branches on the western fide

Down to the fea fhe fent,

And upward to that river wide

Her other branches went.

12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low,

And broken down her fence,

That all may pluck her, as they go,

With rudeft violence?

13 The tufked boar out of the wood

Up turns it by the roots,

Wild beafts there brouze, and make their food

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Her grapes and tender shoots.

14 Return now, God of Hofts, look down

From Heav'n, thy feat divine,

Behold us, but without a frown,

And vifit this thy vine.

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