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7 Both they who sing, and they who dance,

With sacred songs are there,
In thee fresh brooks, and soft streams glance,

And all my fountains clear.

PSAL. LXXXVIII.

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ORD God, that doft me save and keep,

All day to thee I cry ;
And all night long before thee weep,

Before thee proftrate lie.
2 Into thy presence let my prayer

With higbs devout ascend,
And to my cries, that ceaseless are,

Thine ear with favor bend.
3 For cloy'd with woes and trouble store

Surcharg'd my soul doth lie,
My life at death's unchearful door
Unto the

grave

draws nigh. 4 Reckond I am with them that pass

Down to the dismal pit, I am a

man, but weak alas,
And for that name unfit,
5 From life discharg'd and parted quite

Among the dead to sleep,
And like the Nain in bloody fight

That in the grave lie deep.

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Whom thou rememberest no more,

Dost never morè regard,
Them from thy hand deliver'd o'er

Deatb's bideous house hath barr'd. 6 Thou in the lowest pit profound

Haft set me all forlorn,
Where thickest darkness hovers round,

In horrid deeps to mourn.
9 Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves,

Full fore doth press on me; * Thou break’ft upon me all thy ways,

* And all thy waves break me,
8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange,

And mak'st me odious,
Me to them odious, for they change,

And I here pent up thus.
9 Through sorrow, and affliction great,

Mine eye grows dim and dead, Lord, all the day I thee intreat,

My hands to thee I spread.
10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead,

Shall the deceas'd arise
And praise thee from their loathsome bed

With pale and hollow eyes?
11 Shall they thy loving-kindness tell
On whom the

grave

bath bold, Or they who in perdition dwell,

Thy faithfulness unfold ?

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12 In darkness can thy mighty hand

Or wondrous acts be known, Thy justice in the gloomyland

Of dark oblivion ?
13. But I to thee, O Lord, do cry,

Ere yet my life be spent,
And up to thee my prayer doth hie,

Each morn, and thee prevent.
14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my foul forfake,

And hide thy face from me? 15 That am already bruis'd, and * shake

With terror sent from thee?
Bruis'd, and afflicted, and so low

As ready to expire,
While I thy terrors undergo

Astonish'd with thine ire.
16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow,

Thy threatnings cut me through : 17 All day they round about me go,

Like waves they me pursue.
18 Lover and friend thou hast remov'd,

And sever'd from me far:
They fly me now whom I have lovod,

And as in darkness are.

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* Heb. Pra Concuffione,

A Paraphrase

A Paraphrafe on PSA L. CXIV.

This and the following Pfalm were done by the Author at fifteen years

old. WHEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful son

HEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful son

After long toil their liberty had won,
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And past from Pharian fields. to Canaan land,
Led by the strength of the Almighty's hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Israel shown,

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His praise and glory was in Israel known.
That saw the troubled fea, and fhivering fled,
And sought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath receiv'd the foil.
The high, huge-bellied mountains skip like rams
Amongst their ewes, the little hills 'like lambs.
Why fled the ocean? And why skipt the mountains ?
Why turned Jordan tow'rd his crystal fountains ?

Shake, Earth, and at the presence be aghast 15 *Of him that ever was, and ay shall last, That glasfy floods from rugged rocks can crush, And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush.

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O let us his praises tell,
Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell.

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Who with his miracles doth make.
Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.

For his &c.

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Who by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state.

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Who did the folid earth ordain
To rise above the watry plain.

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Who by his all-commanding might
Did fill the new-made world with light.

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