6 Thou in the lowest pit profound Where thickest darkness hovers round, 7 Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves, 8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange, And makest me odious, Me to them odious, for they change, 9 Through sorrow, and affliction great, 10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead? And praise thee from their loathsome bed 11 Shall thy loving-kindness tell, 12 In darkness can thy mighty hand Thy justice in the gloomy land 13 But I to thee, O Lord! do cry, Ere yet my life be spent ; And doth hie, up to thee my prayer 14 Why wilt thou, Lord! my soul forsake, Bruised, and afflicted, and so low Astonish'd with thine ire. 16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow; 18 Lover and friend thou hast removed, A PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV. This and the following Psalm were done by the Author WHEN the bless'd seed of Terah's faithful son, That saw the troubled sea, and shivering fled, The high huge-bellied mountains skip, like rams PSALM CXXXVI. LET us, with a gladsome mind, For his, &c. O, let us his praises tell, Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell. For his, &c. Who, with his miracles, doth make Amazed heaven and earth to shake. For his, &c. Who, by his wisdom, did create The painted heavens so full of state. Who, by his all-commanding might, Did fill the new-made world with light. For his, &c. And caused the golden-tressed sun All the day long his course to run. The horned moon to shine by night, He, with his thunder-clasping hand, And, in despite of Pharaoh fell, The ruddy waves he cleft in twain For his, &c. The floods stood still, like walls of glass, While the Hebrew bands did pass. For his, &c. But full soon they did devour The tawny king with all his power. His chosen people he did bless For his, &c. In bloody battle he brought down He foil'd bold Seon and his host, For his, &c. And large-limb'd Og he did subdue, With all bis over-hardy crew : For his, &c. And, to his servant Israël, He gave their land therein to dwell. For his, &c. He hath, with a piteous eye, Beheld us in our misery: For his, &c. And freed us from the slavery All living creatures he doth feed, Let us therefore warble forth His mighty majesty and worth. That his mansion hath on high |