^^gmsr: /•A ; i'472 E*?: '•'t '<;s!.4«i--^3ki..-^ THE HONORABLE . MISS MONSON. FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 3^7 ,rt^. ite >' > ^. ' 5 - '..:>^ ^ O F T H E PSALMS O F DA FID. FROM Buchanan's Latin into Englijh Verse. By the Rev. Thomas Cradock, Re(5lor of St. Thomas\ Parifh, Baltimore County, Maryland, By Permiffion of the Company of Stationers. LONDON: Printed for Mrs. Ann Cradock, at ifVells in Somerfetjhire -, and fold by R. Wa r e, on Ludgate-HilL MDCCLIV. TO THE REVEREND Mr. yohn Hargreaves^ Some Time MASTER of Hrentham School, in the County of Stafford, THIS VERSION, In Acknowledgment of The ^ious Care that he took in my Education, Is humbly and gratefully dedicated By His dutiful and affeBionate Old Scholar^ Thomas Cradock. i» i^ -L. '\\v.- '^ V.!:^. (V- ) THE P R E F A C E. TF ever any Author had need of a Preface^ I have^ to beg the Indulge7Ke of my Rea- ders on the follo%mng Work : And yet fo great an Averfion have I to the writing of Prefaces^ thaty if it were not to he jtift to one^ %vhoJc Me7nory can never he too dear to the Learn- ed^ I am fatisfied^ I fjould have wrote none at all. The Perfon I mea?i is the ifnmortal Buchanan, whofe Latin Verfion of the Pfalms has been the 07ily Afjiftajtce I have had^ and. who?n^ i7i every Difficulty that has occur d^ I have made no Scruple to follow. That no one then may acctfe ?ne for wa?tt of Achtowledg- ment to this great Mafler in. divine Song, / own^ that I believe myfelf incapable of going thro this Tranfation^ as bad as it may be fup'pos dj vi The PREFACE. fuppos'd^ if I had not placed his contimially before 7?ie': And this^ I hope^ will acquit me of Ingratitude^ a?2d even of flealing from him^ 'vjith every fair and candid Reader. ^0 fay any thing further is needlefs\ fuch as it is^ the Public are welcome to it^ andy if it pleafes only a few^ all my ExpeSlations are anfwered. (vii ) A Table of the Psalms. A. Pag. 3 4 50 54 72 "3 J35 Allyou who in his facred Courts 169 Pfal .4 ^ 5 ALL- clement God, thatknow'ft All powerful Lord, thy As pants the hart to tafte A glorious theme my raptur'd All -clement God, attend 90 Almighty Lord, e'er fince 95 Approach, ye tribes, with one B. 1 Bleft istheman, vvhofe honeft 41 Bleft is the man, who'll not the €9 Benign, O hear me, faveme, 87 'Bove all our cities does bright 107 103 Be God of my harmonious fong, 125 C. 36 Curft with the worft deceit his 41 .47 Clap your glad hands, ye people, 57 94 Come forth, O thou, whofe 1 1 7 D. 17 Do thou, jufl God, ajudman's ic; J38 Dauntlefs, I'll ling thy pow'r 173 F. -•107 For ever lafts the mercy of th ,108 Fix'd is my heart, my he 129 Full of (nr-"T/-„-, 1139 'Fore thee •t's G IS my neart, my nearr s of (may Ifrasl fay) 'gainft ■^ fh^^ O gracious God, J36 139 106 J 74 48 Great :a the Lord, moft worthy 57 131'GoodGod. lamnot infolent 167 H. 3 How num'rous, Lord, how ftrong, 2 1 3 How long wilt thou my troubled 12 49 Howe'erdifpers'd, ye various . 58 73 His mercies to the good will 86 . 74 Howiong, OLord, will thy dread 88 b4 Kow lovely is thy temple ? what 104 I. II I on the Lord with confidence rely 1 1 30 In hymns of praife will I employ 31 31 In thee, O Lord, my conftant 33 65 In Sion's facred fane, the joyous 74 71 In thee, all-clement God, my S3 81 In lofticrt ftrains addrcfs the loi S2 In vain perverfly, princes, you 103 PfaL 96 In loftieft ftrains our fov' reign Pag. 19 136 Injoyous hymns, and in fublimefl 171 147 In loftiefl flrains the great 149 In ftrains before unfung, in 183 is 56 Lb ! how my reftlefs foes my life 67 67 Lord, on thy people let thy mercy 77 72 Let me, good God, my righteous 85 150 Let great Jehovah animate our j86 M. 27 My light, my great falvation, is 2^ 35 Myinjur'd caufe, my great 3S 38 Me, Lord, not in thy dreadful 45 43 My great avenger thou, G Lord, 52 55 My earneflpray'r, O heav'nly 65 62 My foul refls only on her mighty 72 63 My God, at early dawn to thee 7-; 64 My foes aflault me with relentlefs 74 102 My pleading cries, eternal father, 123 N. 83 No more beftill, jufl Cod, no 103 115 Not to ourfelves, OLord, wealk 146 O. 7 O Lord, my God, whom my 6 8 Odread Jehovah, glorious is thy 7 10 O gracious God, why ftandeil thou o 12 O Lord, affifi;, for faith, for ir 18 Ofov'reign Lord, whom my 16 28 O thou fupreme, that rulefl over all 30 46 Our refuge and our ftrength is 56 5 1 O God of mercy view my pleading 6i 59 O fov' reign father, view my 69 60 Offended with our Climes, O holy 71 80 O thou (between tiieCherubims ico 88 O thou on whole bleft mercy I loi Of mercy, Lord, of judgment I 1x8 Our fov' reign Lord, the dread 122 O bright, O glorious day ! 123 O thou, who hafl: o'er al! eternal 124 Our caufe, if heav'n'shigh king 125 On dread Jehovah who m faith 143 O fov' reign Lord, my fuppUant 144 O gracious God, thy glorious io« 122 149 i6z 162 163 163 178 179 P. 16 Preferve me. Lord, on thy bleft 14 140 Preferve me, Lord, from that 176 R. 63 vm A Table of the Vfalms. Pfal. R. Pas?. 6S Rife, fov'reigrnLord, in nil thy 77 90 Reigns great Jehovah, let the 121 33a Remember, Lord, the toils that 167 IX Sav'd by thy hand, triumphant 21 54 Save me, my God, protcfl me 65 305 Sinfl: to the Lord, invoke his 130 109 Stricr fiience keep nor, fov'reign 140 14 TheimpiousAtheift, in his folly 13 19 The fpacious firmament that hangs 19 1 3 The bounteous Lord my paflures 24 24 The fpacious earth, and what the 25 25 To thee alone, Ofo-v'rei^ Lord, I 26 2.6 To thee, O fov'ieign father, I 2S 32 Thrice happy he, whofefms his 35 44 Thy glorious deeds, thy mercifis, 52 50 The mighty God, whcmheav'n 60 53 TheimpicusAtheifc, in hi5 folly 64 <7 To thee, s^ood God, I all my 67 70 To thee in my diArefs I proftrate 83 1< To thee, O Gcd, in forties of joy gr 76 To fancied Gods while all the 92 77 To thes,. O Lord, i m.ade my 92 79 Thou, fov'reir;n Lord, that All'ft 99 8<; Tho' oft, O Lord, we've felt thy 105 86 To thee, good God, in my 106 89 The glorious fubjeci of my 109 c I To heav'n who trurts his fortune 1 14 93 The mighty Lord, the great 116 '97 The Lord liimfelf has univerfaf 120 • 9S The Lord Jehovah fing in nobleft 121 ic;- The nobleft fubjccr fwellsmy 127 110 Thus, to our Chrift, the Lord 142 ■•112 Thricehappy he, who great 144 116 The mighty God ril iove with 147 J19 Thrice happy they, who, with 151 327 The great defign, if not Jehovah 165 Pfal. 12S Thrice happy he, who dread 133 The mind fublimer pleafure 141 To thee, all-clement God, I Pas. 165 168 176 W. What defp'rate madnefs ftrikes the i Why lafts thy dread refentment, 5 With heart fincere, O Lord, thy 8 Who in thy glorious temple, Lord, 13 When troubles hem thee round 20 V/hy does my God forfake me ? 22 V/hile life, great God, thou giv'ft 37 When impii us men in worldly 42 While foes afTaird me round, I 46 Vv hen fwelling foes, elated with 47 Why dofl thou, tyrant, boaft thy 63 What nobler fubjefl can the foul 115 With thankful hymns addrefs 132 With me, ye varied nations, 143 When Ifrael to their native fields 146 When foes with cruel hate befet 1 6 x When cruel foes with Caufelefs x6i When God, all-clement, heard 164 With grief o'erwhelm'd to thee j66 While in fad anguilh, Babylon 172 With ardent voice unto the Lord 1 77 While lafts this folid globe, my j8o While thou permit' ft me. Lord 183 y. 29 Ye mighty potentates, enthronM 31 33 Ye truly good, who heav'n born 36 58 Ye fages, plac'd on judgment's 68 66 Yefcatter'd nations, fing in 75 78 Ye fons of Ifrael, faithful tribes, 94 100 Ye nations all, howe'erdifpers'd 122 113 Your Maker's praife, ye 141; 117 Ye nations all, howe'er difpers'd 148 J 34 Ye priefts, by night, that in the 169 148 Ye bright celeftial choir, who 184 37 39 40 52 92 106 III ri4 120 121 126 130 137 142 i4q 146 .riis. vatiin) air I .^ .;::-.>%: THE ( I ) THE PSALMS oi DAVID. PSALM I. 1 T3LEST is the man, whofe honcft foui difdains Xj To tread the paths, where impious counfel reigns. That in the way of Tinners has not (tood. Nor fill'd the chair of the imperious proud ^ 2 But makes Jehovah's laws his dear delight^ ^ And meditates thereon^ by day, by night. 3 Like fome fair tree, that near a riv'let grows. And fhades the waters with its spreading boughs^ Boughs, that nor wither, nor delufive are, But with their fruit reward the phfUcr's care; lO Ple'll flouridi long -, of heaven itfelf the Ipve, And ev'ry folid joy and comfort prove. 4 Not fo the wicked hke the chaff that flies And fcatters far, v/hen driving winds arife. By the black whirlwind of their palTicns toft t^ In guilt, and in its direful woe they're loft. 5 W hen therefore at the laft tremendous day. Comes forth th'alrnighty judge in dread array. Struck with their crimes, his prefence iliall they fly, • Ncr join the righteous in their fongs of joy. 20 6 For well our God difcef-ns the juft man's way, That much he loves, his precepts. to obey •, V ' )T "J While wicked men, who tread of fm the road, "' For ever perifh ■ — — fuch thy will^ O God! PSALM 11. i T7C7HAT defpVate madnefs ftrikes the heathens ^ fay, V V What vain delufive hopes the nations fwdy -vO . 2 Earth's haughty tyrants in their pride rebel. With impious rage the mad'ning rulers fwell j.. B Thro' 2 "The PSALMS of David. Thro' all, thro' all, the fatal frenzy flies •, . 5 Againfl: the Lord, againft his Chrift they rife -, 3 Our fouls (they boaft) we'll from this bondage free, And vindicate our native liberty. 4 But they in vain Omnipotence defy ; The great, the fov'reign Lord, that rules on high, 10 Laughs their proud, empty menaces to fcorn j 5 See, fee, againfl them all his Fury burn ; Hear againlt his enemies his thunder break •, Hear him (O hear) his dreadful mandate fpeak j 6 Thou ftill, my Son, on facred Sion reign ; 15 And o'er the conquer'd globe my rule maintain, 7 For me, while breath infpires this vital frame, The law, my God has giv'n me, I'll proclaim ; This day, my Son, have I begotten thee ; 8 Afls: of thy fov'reign Father — thine fhall be 20- Whate'er the regions of the world contain. Whatever Ether bounds, whate'er the Main. 9 Thou with an iron-rod the nations fway, . Bruife theiii like vefTels form'd of potters clay : 10 But hear, ye monarchs of the world, be v/ife ; 25 Difpel this dark'ning mill before your eyes ; 1 1 Serve the great Father, and his Will revere^ . .' Temper your joy Vs^ith pure, with holy fear ; 12 Embrace the Son, and due obedience fhew; If but a while his dire refentment glow, 30 Eternal death's your doom •, thrice happy they. That trufc in him, and his dread will obey. PSALM HI. 1 TTOW numerous, Lord, how ftrong, how pow%l they^ Xri Who rife againil me, and my foul difmay ? 2 Vain, empty boafters in their guilt they're proud. And, that my God difdains me, vaunt aloud. 2 But me thro' dangers haft thou fafely led, 5 And crown'd with glory and fuccefs, my head. 4 Oh thee I cali'd in confidence of pray'r, And from thy. facred bill thou deign'H to hear; 5 At The PSALMS of David. 3 5 At night I Jaid me down, and fiept fccufe ; At noon I rof(?j fiipported by thy pow'r; 10 6 Why then, tho' thoufands threat me/ fhou'd I fear? My fhield thy goodnefs, I defy the fpear. 7 Up, Lord aliift me, fave me from m.y foes. Long has thy dreadful wrath againfl: them rofe j My only foes, the abandonM wicked are, 15 And oft the inflidjons of thy hand they bear, 8 While all thy blefilngs righteous fouls attend. And them thou'lt fave, who in thy temple bend. PSALM IV, 1 A LL-clement God, that know'ft my honed mind 5 jf\ In thee from ills a fure relief I find ; Oft in my fad diflrefs thou'ft given releafe •, Again my foul implores her wonted peace ^ Benign, O liften to thy fervant's pray'r ; 5 Have mercy on me. Lord, in pity fpare. 2 Ye haplefs fons of men^ what frenzy fways ? How long 'gainil me your calumnies you'll raife? How long indulge your vile malignant fpite ? How longin impious falHioods take delight? 10 3 To your confufion know, the Godhead loves The man that by his works his duty proves. Nor when in humble guife I to him plain. Shall his obedient fervant plead in vain : 4 Stand then, ye wretches, of his pow'r in awe^ 15 Nor fin prefumptuous 'gainfl his facred law ; Refled: your aftions in the filent night •, Your hearts v/ili ov/n you guilty in his fight. 5 O truft in him, and lead your truil be vain, In faith, in love, in innocence remain. 20 ♦ 6 The heedlefs many in vain riches truft, And hope their pray'rs for opulence are jufl : But I more happy, if thy light divine. On my glad foul in its full radiance fhine, 7 More happy thou my only joy, and hope, 25 Than when the ne(5tar fparkies in my cup, B 2 Than 4 rioe PSALMS of David. Than when with corn my granaries are fill'd. And fruitful OHves their full produd yeild. 8 Yes, my good God, I'll lay me down in peace, I'll ileep devoid of care, fecure of cafe : 30 Thou, only thou, can'ft dilTipate my grief. From peril faiely give, from pain, relief. PSALM V. 1,2 A LL-powerful Lord,' thy fuppliant fcrvant hear, jt\_ Thou art my God, to thee I fly in pray'r ; I'hou art my King •, thou in my heart dolt reign 5 Do not thy fervant's faithful fuit difdain. 3 At early dawn, my humble voice I'll ra,ife \ § At early dawn, I'll deprecate thy grace j 4 No pleafure tak'll thou in impiety. Nor wilt thou fuffer fin to dwell with thee. 5, 6 The Fool that hears not thy commands with awe. The foul deprav'd that deviates from thy law, 10 The impious Tongue that deals in fraudful lies. The hand, its Maker's image that deflroys. Are hateful to thee, all, and foon, fliall know The direful mis'ries that their crimes purfue. 7 But on tliy mercy fliall my foul rely ; i^ When I with rev'rence to thy temple fiy^ When at thy altar I devoutly kneel, Blefi with thy light, what awful joy I feel 1 8 Dired me, O my God, the fnares t'evade, Vvhich my relentlefs enemies have laid. 20 9 Deceit and wrong their joy, fair truth their fcorrt. Their villain hearts with horrid mifchiefs burn. More black their throats than the remorfelefs grave s And with their tongues they flatter, to deceive. 10 Do thou, O God, the impious race defl:roy, 25 ^hro' their own wild devices let them die, 'Gainfl thee they dare rebel — aflfert thy pow'r. And bear their vile atrocious crimes no more, 1 1 But let all they that truit in thee rejoice, . . And raife in hymns of gratitude their voice j 30 In T:he PSALMS of David. 5 In thee the greateft happinefs they prove. Thy will their law, thy glorious name their love. 12 For, to thy will, who bear a juil regard. Shall from thy bounty meet a full reward ; Them, who to thy commands due rev'rence have, o^r^ Thy gracious Goodnels, as a fliield, lliall fave. PSALM VI. 1 T T THY lafts thy dread refentment. Lord, forbear ^ V V Difpleas'd, thy challifements are too fevere. 2 Have mercy. Lord, — a languid weaknefs reigns ; Heal my diftemper'd bones, and eafe my pains, 3 Unnumber'd ills my anguifti'd foul diftrefs ; 5 How long wilt thou delay, 'till thou redrefs ? 4 Still I'll implore thee — turn, dread Father, turn. Nor let thy mercy leave me thus forlorn. 5 In death, of thee we no remembrance have ; And who can praife thee in the filent grave ^ 10 6 Heaves my fad bread the live-long night with fighs ; Suffus'd with conftant ftreams my weeping eyes, My bed I water with the briny flood ; Swims my wet couch with tears, O pitying God : 7 No more with florid Health my vifage glows, 15 The lilly now looks pale, where blufli'd the rofej My fight's impair'd, my body wears away. While cruel foes haflie on the fwilt decay. S Far hence, ye impious crouds, the Lord has heard My earneft pray'r, and my fad foul has cheer'd : 20 9 My earneft pray'r I've not preferr'd in vain ^ My earneft pray'r my God will not difdain. 10 Confufion ftiall be theirs, that vex my foul ; Their caufelefs enmity lliall meet controul ; With fudden terror feiz'd, lo I back they turn ; 25 No more I'm harraft, and no more I mourn. B ^ PSALM 5 The PSALMS of David. PSALM VII. 1 /^ Lord, m}^ God, whom my defence I've made, \^^ When perfecuting foes my life invade, 'Gainfl their infidious fchemes, that hfe defend, And in i\\t threatening danger (land my friend. 2 For hke the favage monarch of the wood, 5 Whofe fport is flaughter, and whofe thirfl is blood ; If thou not aid'ti me with thy faving pow'r, l^heir cruel jaws thy fervant will devour. 3 And yet, O Lord, if I've the offender been. If I've not kept my hands from rapine clean ; 10 4 If, when my friend my int'refts have purfu'd I've paid his friendlhip with ingratitude ; (But lure a nobler way I ahvays chofe. And oft from ruin have redeem'd my foes) 5 'Gainil me let my fierce enemies fucceed, 15 Down in the earth my mangled body tread. Be on the vile ingrate fevcrely juft. And lay my tarniih'd honours in the dull. 6 But thou, O Lord, in thy dread anger rife ^ Oh! not my hum.ble ardent fuit defpife ; 2q In all thy awful majefty array'd, Call forth thy vengeance to thy fervant's aid. 7 So fhall the people tremble at thy pow'r. And thee, tiieir King, and thee, their God, adore. 8 O Thou, the fov'reign Judge of all mankind, 25 Let me, as I am guiltlefs, mercy find ; Let my integrity thy pity move ; ,9 While my remorfelefs foes thy juftice prove: The heart, the reins thou triefl — thy fearching eye The foul's moil fecret purpafe can defcry. 30 ip, 1 1 But why their bitter enmity I fear. When fafely guarded by th' almighty's care. That gracious Being that defends the good, And pours defiru6tion on the impious proud ? 12, 13 If ftill perverfely they refifl his v/ord, 35 Lo ! &.Q All -High draws his avenging fword ; See, "The PSALMS of David. 7 See his bow ready bent — his arrows fly ; The wounded Tinners feel his wrath, and die. 14 Such the refult of wickednels hke theirs-. With fin they travail, and they bring forth tears ; 40 Big with dilufive hopes of mighty gains. Death's the reward of their accurfed pains. 15 For me they made a Pit — in vain they made — • To the fame Pit they are themfelves betray'd -, 16 On their own heads their threatned mifchiefs fall; 45 In their own fnares involv'd, they perifli all. 17 Therefore to heav'n's high Lord, in fongs of praife. Freed from their toils my tuneful voice V\\ raife ; The juft, the righteous God, Pil grateful fmg. And hymn for ever my immortal King. 50 PSALM VIII. 1 f"\. Dread Jehovah, glorious is thy name ; V^ According worlds its excellence proclaim, The glitt'ring regions of the fpangled fky, Declare thy greatnefs, and thy majefty. 2 How vaft thy kindnefs to the fons of men, 5 E'en in our helplefs infancy is feen ; When fuch o'er fucklings thy paternal care. The wicked fure their blafphemies will fparc. 3 But when thy wond^rous works above I fpy. The glorious canopy that hangs on high, 10 Rejoycing in his ftrength, the radiant Sun, With her attendant lights, the glimm'ring moon ; 4 Who can the depth of all thy goodnefs fcan, Thy free, thy vaft beneficence to man .? That we, mere things of earth, thy care can boaft, 15 In joy, in rapt'rous wonder, I am loft. 5 With glory crown'd, ours is the fecond place To the high order of th' angelic race : 6 Lords of this lower world, a wide domain,^ O'er all the creatures of thy hands we reign : 20 7 The lowing herds, the bleating flocks obey. And all the beafts that in the woodland ftray : 8 Ours are the wing'd inhabitants above. The finny tribes, that in old ocean rove. B 4 O dread a The PSALMS of David. O dread Jehovah! glorious is thy name: 25 According worlds its excellence proclaim. PSA L M IX. 1 T "^riTH heart fincere, O Lord, thy praife TJl fing, V V Thy wond'rous works extol, my God, my King ^ 2 By thee fupported, i'll in thee rejoice •, Thy name, thy pow'r, thy praife fhall fill my voice. 3 Elate in vain, my vanquifli'd foes are fled •, 5 They perilh, lo! thy prefence ftrikes them dead. 4 For thou my righteous caufe hall made thy own. And fpoke thy judgments from thy awful throne : 5 Thou bad'ft the heathen give their madnefs o'er \ By thee their names eraz'd, Ihall Jive no more. 10 6 Imperious foe ! rhy menaces are void. Like the fack*d cities by thy rage deftroy'd. y But thou, Almighty Lord, Ihalt ever reign j Thy feat of juftice ever fhalt maintain; 8 By righteous Jaws thy faithful people fway, J5 And fhield the pious fouls who thee obey. ^ A certain refuge to the fore oppreif. Thou, when thy wifdom wills, fhalt give them reft. 10 Thee her fupport the anguilh'd foul il:iali make, AiRir'd, thy fervants thou wilt ne'er forfake. 20 1 1 Ye fons of Sion his high name extol ; Shout forth his praifes to the nations all : 1 2 Not unreveng'd he lets the guitlefs die. And when the humble plains he hears his ciy. 13, 14 O gracious God, whomi my defence I found, 2^ When impious foes breath'd forth defi:ru6lion round, Preferve me ftill, that I may grateful raife My voice, mid Salem's daughters, to thy praife. 15 Fal'n in the pit.fpr others they prepare. Entangled in their toils, the heathens are : 30 46 O wond'rous juftice of a righteous God! From their own wily arts their ruin fiow'd ; 17 Thus their own fchemes, their own deftrudtion prove; Thus perifh th^^y, wha not their maker love. iS Bue T:he PSALMS of David. 9 18 But all, who humbly on their God rely, ^^ Want not his aid, when in dillreis they cry. ig Yes, Lord, arife ; let not vain man prevail; Convince them that thy truth will never fail ; 20 Make them thy fov'reign pov/'r, thy juftice own, That they're but men, that thou art God alone. 40 PSALM X. 1 /^^ Gracious God, why flandeft thou afar ? \^^ Why not thy poor affiided fervants hear ? 2 l^he impious Atheift perfecutes the juft, His own infidious Arts he makes his truft; Shall he his vile infidious arts enjoy, ^ And wilt not thou the villain brood deflroy ? 3 See, how he glories in his wild defires ; And loves the man v/hom proud ambition fires : 4 Big with his hopes, with high prefumption fraught. Thee he denies — thou art not in his thought : 10 5 Secure in fancied happincfs he ]ives. To thy dread vengeance bold defiance gives ; With haughty fcorn looks down upon his foes. And madly bids them all his fchemes oppofe : 6 Your efforts all (he proudly cries) are vain ; 15 To life's lad verge my pow'r I will maintain ; No care, no anguifb, lliall corrode my breaft; No pains, no ficknefs, fhall deftroy my reft. In all the blelTings of this earth Fll flow. And brave the higheft vengeance of the foe. 20 From his vile mouth continual curfes fly ; 7 He fmiles at perjury, adores a lie ; Thinks it his higheft honour to deceive. And is in raptures when the righteous grieve. 8 In the dark corners of the ftreets he lies, 25 With wond'rous fkill prepares his treacheries, T' entrap the good, he fpends the live-long night. The good, the conftant objeds of his fpite. 9, 10 As fkulks the lion in his den, and waits, 'Till in his jaws fome heedlefs beaft he gets 5 30 So crouches he, fo lurks in ambufcade. The blood of helplefs innocence to flied ; With i:o ^he PSALMS of David. With what malignant joy the traytor fmiles. When once they're hamper'd in his wily toils ? II All this he does, and blafphemouQy proud, 35 That thou regard'fl him not exults aloud ; Boafts, thou his impious projeds wiit not fee. That right and wrong are all the fame tQ thee. E 2 Arife, O God — lift thy avenging hand. Nor let the poor in vain thy aid demand ; 40 1 3 Why fhou*d the wicked wretch, thy wrath dcfpife ? Thou carefl: not for man, prophane he cries, 14 Sure thou haft heard his boafts, and feen his rage, The good man's caufe, thy juftice will engage j To thee the humble plead for fwift redrefs, 45 Implore thy mercy in their deep diftrefs. Own thy omnipotence, thy right divine. And that to punifti wickednefs is thine. 15 Break then his arm, O Lord, confound his pow'r, Deftroy his fchemes that he may rage no more, 50 Make all his vile imaginations vain. Nor let his crimes difturb our peace again. 16 Then flialt thou have o'er all, eternal fway. With humble awe thy people fliali obey, The madnefs of the heathen then Ihall ceafe, c^^ And all thy righteous fervants dwell in peace. 17 Thus of the injur'd poor, the pious pray'r. All-clement God, thou condefcend'ft to hear : To thee they weep, to thee they cry amain. Nor are their pious pray'rs addreft in vain. Go 18 That of th' affii6led thou aflert the right Againft th' injuftice of the man of might ; That he, abas'd his pride, controul'd his powV, May be the fcourge of innocence no more. PSALM The PSALMS of David. ii PSALM XI. y y On the Lord with confidence rely JL (Sure is the aid of the divinity) Why then d'ye bid my foul dillrun: his pow'r, And a vain refuge in the hills explore ? Like tim'rous birds, whofe flight betrays their fear, 5 Who fwiftly Ikim the fl<:ies5 when danger's near. 2 For lo ! the ungodly bend their hoflile bow, Their arrows ready on the ftring they fhew. With private fpite they at the righteous aim, The man whofe confcious heart is free from blame. lo 3 But thou'lt, almighty Lord, their fury flay. The righteous thou'lt proted:, who thee obey. Thou wilt their helplefs innocence defend ; The bow with fruitlefs aim th' ungodly bend. 4 Thou in thy hallow'd temple fits on high, 15 High in thy heav'ns, enthron'd in majefty; Full in thy view the fcatter'd nations are -, Howe'er difpers'd, they all employ thy care. 5 Thine eye the a6lions of the good man views; The bad thro' all his mazy crimes purfues ; 20 The good are conftant cbjeds of thy love ; The bad thy bitt'reft indignation prove : 6 Thou on the bad dofr dire deftrudion pour. Hear the black temped all around them roar ; Hark ! the loud thunder rattles o'er their heads ; 25 Lo ! its quick fires the fulph'rous lightning fheds; 7 But juft thyfelf, thou cali'ft the juft man thine, And bids thy mercy on the upright ihine. PSALM XII. 1 A^ Lord, affifl, for faith, for honour's flown ; V>/ Our earth they've left, an^ fure to heav'n are gone : 2 Now each man to delude his neighbour tries 5 Their tongues are tipt with flatteries and lies : 3 But the proud tongue, that fpeaks a haughty lie, 5 The falfe, the fiatt'ring lip wilt thou deftroy ; 4 Who 12 "The PS ALMS of David. 4 Who fearlefs fay ; our lips are fure our own ; Be by our perjur'd tongues our courage known ; Our villain-fchemes undaunted we'll maintain ; And who our tongues fliall curb, our lips fhall rein \ lo 5 But thou fl^alt hear th' affli<5led's earned iighs ; Thou in behalf of innocence fhall rife, Shalt free their fouls from each infidious fnare. And heal their forrows with a father's care. 6 For in thy word, O Lord, we reft fecure, J5 Thy word, than pureft filver far more pure, Than filver, fev'n times by the fire refin'd. Its drofs exhal'd, and fcatter'd by the wind. 7 Yes \ what thy honour fpeaks, wilt thou maintain, Their righteous fouls in all their griefs fuftain, 20 From this degen'rate race, wilt fet them free, And biefs them with their native liberty. 8 But, when unjuft and impious men bear fway. Then vice exults, and walks in open day. PSALM XIIL i T TOW long wilt thou my troubled foul negle(51:5 JTX ^^^^ ^^ "^y fervent pray'r have due refpe6t } How long thy prefence from mine eyes conceal ; While I unutterable anguifh feel } 2 How long thus bootlefs fhall I ftill complain, 5 While fneer my cruel Foes, and mock my pain .^ 3 O hear, while 1 thy ftrength'ning light implore ; O hear, or foon thy fervant is no more : Death foon on all my glories cafts a fhade, And foon fhall I be number'd with the dead. 10 4 Then will my foes triumphant raife their voice. And with their wonted infolence rejoice. 5 But flill I'll place my confidence in thee ; My only joy thy faving hand fliall be : 6 By thy bleft goodnefs rais'd, thy praife I'll fing, 15 And hymn thy glorious name, almighty King. PSALM I'he PSALMS of David. 1.3 PSALM XIV. 1 f fi "'HE impious athcift, in his foliy proud, JL At one all-powerful Being laughs aloud : Corrupt they're all ; from virtue's paths they turn. And in the quenchlefs fires of lull they burn j Their Ihockmg crimes, their curil impieties, 5 Demand tremendous vengeance from the fkies. 2 Th' All-high look'd down from his ethereal throne,' To fee, if man his fov'reign pow'r would own ; If yet the fons of earth accept his fway. His name revere, and his dread will obey. 10 3 Ah no ! not one — they 'gainft their god confpire, Purfue the dictates of each wild defire. In filthy fcenes their precious hours employ. And make their fhocking crimes their horrid joy. 4 Does then rank frenzy o'er the wicked reign, 15 That they fuch hideous blafphemies maintain ; That they my people, as their prey, devour,' And, obltinate, rejed almighty pow'r ? 5 But ilill their wretched hearts fhall Ihake with fear. For where the righteous are, God's always near, 20 The refuge of the juft he'll conflant prove ; The humble foul is fure to have his love : 6 And while, ye v/icked, you her hopes deride. Falls dreadful vengeance on your impious pride. 7 From Sion's hill, O that the Lord wou'd fend 25 His fpeedy aid, and Jacob's fons defend j Wcu'd his own people from their bondage free. And give them back their long'd for liberty \ Then fhou'd the race of Ifrael ihout for joy. And their glad tongues in grateful hymns employ. , 3a- P S A L M XV. I T7[7HO in thy glorious temple, Lord, Ihall dwellj^ V Y ^"^^ who fliall reft upon thy holy hill ? -2 E'en he who holds fimplicity of heart. And from thy righteous judgments dreads to part ; Whofe faithful tongue, indignant of a lye, 5 3 Wounds not his neighbour's peace with calumny, Whofe 14 "The PSALMS of David. Whofe thoughts no mifchief 'ganift his foe intend ; Who vents no killing (lander 'gainft his friend ; 4 Who fliuns the v/icked, and detefts their ways. But honours them that heaV'n's high will obeys; lo Who'll to the indigent his help afford. And lofe his int'rell, but he^l keep his word ; 5 Who with a modeft income is content. Nor takes reward againft the innocent: By ads like thefe, who can his duty prove, 15 Will lirve for ever with his God above. PSALM XVI. 1 TJRESERVE me, Lord •, on thy bled pow*r relies 2 \^ My fervent foul, and to thy goodnefs flies : Yet not to thee my faithful works extend ; 3 Weak tho' I am, an aiding hand Fll lend ' To thofe dear faints, in virtue that excel, 5 And make it all their glory to live well. 4 But haplefs they, who not in thee will trufl:. And think their hopes in fancied Gods are jull 5 Their bloody facrifices Fll difdain, Nor fhall their impioUs names my lips profane. 10 5 No ', in thy bounteous pow'r fecure I'll Hand, Receive my lot, my portion, from thy hand 6 O bJefled lot ! O heavenly retreat ! In fields of faireft flow'rs is fix'd my feat 5 Plac'd as I am therein by hands divine, 15 A fcene of endlefs happinefs is mine. 7 Therefore my foul with gratitude o'erflows ; By thee infpir'd, with heav'nly ardor glows ; 8,9 I feel the prefent God that guards my fleps % My high enraptur'd heart within me leaps i - 20 My infirm body trembles with the joy. And my whole fyftem proves the extacy. 10 For from the gloomy horrors of the grave^ Thy holy, thy anointed one, thou'lt fave ; From dreary darknefs, thou his foul wilt free^ 25 Nor fhall thy chofen vile corruption fee. 11 The blifsful paths of life thou'lt to him fliew^ Where in thy prefence ioys for ever flow j Where The PSALMS of David. 15 Where in full flreams immortal pleafures roll From thy right hand, to fill the ravilli'd foul. 30 PSALM XVII. 1 ir\p thou, jufl: Gcd, a jufl man's pray V attend, jL/ O litlen to the cry that comes unfeign'd : 2 At thy tribunal, Lord, I afk redrefs ; With pitying eye behold my fad diftrefs. 3 Oft hall thou prov'd me in the filent night, 5 And found the purpofe of my heart was right. Oft view'd my fecret foul, and found, in nought My tongue e'er differ'd from my inmoft thought. 4 Thy word my rule, and govern'd by thy fear, I from the works of impious men kept clear, £0 5 O ftill preferve me in the path I've trod. And let me firmly walk, all-clement God. 6 Thee have I oft invok'd, for thou wilt hear ; lift, while I plead ; incline thy gracious ear : 7 Shew me thy mercy, thou whofe potent arm 15 Defends the foul, that trulls in thee, from harm. S Preferve me, as the apple of thine eye,. And let me fafe in thy prote(!^ion lie. 9 From that abandon'd crew my peace that wound. From thofe my foes, who compafs me around; 20 10 Who with their wealth elate, forget their God, And in their guilt are infblently proud : 1 1 In ev'ry fecret place they lay the fnare. And 'gainll: my life their wily fchemes prepare ;. 12 Like to the lion that expedls his prey, 25 Or like his whelp, they keep my foul at bay. 13 Arife, O Lord — confound their villainy ; From their deftrudive toils thy fervant free ; 14 Thy fword they are thy wifdom lets them reign ; Thou giv'fl them here a wide, a large domain ; 30 In wealth they flow, and when they breathe no more. Their num'rous fons poficfs their fhining ftore. 15 For me, by innocence of heart, Fli drive Still in thy favour, in thy light, to live ; Enough, O gracious God, enough for me, 35 To view in blifs thv glorious majefly, PSALM i6 rhe PSALMS of DAvii?. PSALM XVIII. i /^^\ Sov'reign Lord, whom my fiipport I prove, V^^ Be thou the conftant objedt of my love: 2 My rock of fafety thou, my ftrong defence^ The God, the guardian of my innocence ; My hope, my folace, in my fore diftrefs ; 5 My fhield, my buckler, when my foes opprefs. 3 Thee I'll invoke, for worthy thou of praife ; Thou, in her griefs, my drooping foul didft raifc; 4,5 Hem'd in with dangers^ in diftrefs I Jay -, Death with his direful fnares befet my way *, tp Down to the dreary lliades, the fields below^ Caught in his fatal toils, I fear'd to go -, 6 When to my God in confidence I pray'd, Preferr'd my fad complaint, implor'd his aid. y Nor were my fad complaints in vain preferr'd ; 15 Soon on his awful throne my voice he heard ; Lo ! the earth trembles at the angry God ; Th' affrighted hills from their foundations nod, 8 From his dread noftrils clouds of fmoke arofe. While from his mouth a fire confuming flows ; 26 . 9 He bows the heav'ns, he leaves his awful feat ; He comes, furrounding darknefs cloaths his feet. 10 On framing cherubs royally he rode, On wings of winds came flying all abroad • 1 1 Tremendous darknefs his bleft prefence fhrouds 5 25 Surround him waters, and involve him clouds : 12 From his bright eyes burfls forth a radiant light. That drives the darknefs, and difpejs the night j Then falls of ratling hail a dreadful fliow'r. And flakes of fire the glaring volumes poun 30 13 But when the Lord his awful filence broke. High heav'n with all its deep artiil'ry fliook y Earth was aflonifh'd at the pouring flood. And with his rapid lightnings ^ther glow'd • 14 Thro' the vaft void liis flaming arrows fly, 35 And flafh on flaili redoubles, to dellroy y 15 Th^ fhe PSALMS of David. 17 15 The gaping earth the fecret fources fhews, Whence fprings the fountain, whence the riv'Iet flows. And fo great terror at his WTath fhe feels. Trembling, her own foundations flie reveals. 40 16 He from above reached forth his aiding hand, Me, finking in the waters, he fuftain'd ; i 7 Repuls'd the madnefs of my mighty foes, Their wiles eluded, and difpers'd my woes : 1 8 And when, with all their malice, they a^Tail'd, 4^ Vain were their fchemes — Ion my God prevailed. 19 Me did he reinftate in liberty. And, 'caufe he lov'd his fervant, fet him free ; 20 For why •, my honeil humble heart he knew. And deem'd the favours he beftow'd my due : 50 21 That in his righteous ways I conftant trod. Nor with the wicked wou'd forfake my God *, 2 2 His ftatutes has with reverence obey'd. And never from his dread commandments ftray'd ; 23 Had kept my foul from fraud, from falfhoods free, p,^ And loath'd the paths of guilt of infamy ; 24 Therefore my life with juftice he regards. And with a bounteous hand my truth rewards. Therefore his favour and his love he'as fhew'd. And bleffings namelefs^ numberlefs, bedov/'d. 60 25 For who with thee conforms in heart and mindj . Thee with the holy Ihall they holy find ; That to the perfedt, thou wilt perfect be, iG And the juft man fliall juftice have from thee: But the frov/ard fouls who wailful deal 65 In wily fchemes, fliall thy refentment feel. 27 For when in mifery the humble grieve, Thy powerful hand is ready to relieve ; And when with haughty fcorn the wicked glow, Thou'lt check their high difdain, and bring them low: 28 Me in adverfity thou'ft oft fuftain'd ; 71 My lamp haft lighted, when the darknefs reign'd. C 29 My i8 The PSALMS of David. 29 My leader thou, tho' armed hofts aflail, I'll break thro' ail, and in thy pow'r prevail j Sure of fuccefs, on their full ranks I'll fall, y^ And fcale the higheil turret of the wall. 30 For when the righteous in thy caufe unite. Thy word is proniis'd to defend the right ; Thy word far purer, than the purefb gold, Clofe, as a buckler, to my breaft Til hold : 80 With firmeft hope I'll on thy word rely. Spring on the foe, and fnatch the victory. 3 1 For who is Lord, or who is God, but thee ? Who elfe has pow'r, has might, has majefty ? 32 'Tis thou that giv'il me flrength againft the foe, ^^ That doit the road to heav'niy wifdom Ihew ; 33 That giv'il me fwifter than the Hart to fly. And far from danger placed me on high ; 34 Directs my hands the ufe of arms to know. To dart the jav'lin, and to bend the bow. 90 35 My rock of fafety thou, my powerful might. Thy flTong right hand protects me in the fight ; 0^6 Thou clear'fl my road thro' the impervious way, My tott'ring feet, where fnares entrap, dofl: ftay ; 37 Doll to my foul true fortitude impart, 95 Soon feel my fainting foes the deadly dart ; 38 Soon at my feet my mercy they implore. Sink with their wounds, and fall to rife no more. 39 Thro' all my limbs new ftrength doft thou infufe. My ardent foul the gen'rous chafe purfues ; loc 40 I'm all on Are the foe I foon deilroy ; Difmay'd, dejedled, from my arms they fly ; 41 They call for fuccour, but no fuccour's near ; To thee they call, but thou difdain'fl to hear : 42 Swift I purfue, and follow clofe behind; 105 Swift they difperfe like duft before the wind ; And like the filthy rubbilh of the ftreet, I tread their bodies with triumphant feet. 43 Thus The PSALMS of David. 19 43 Tims from their hoftile mge thou fct'il me free, And crown'ft me with imperial dignity ; no E'en o'er the heathen giv'tl unbounded fway, And bid'ft the diftant realms my rule obey: 44 The diiiant realms lubmiffive, own my right, 45 Diftruft their caftlcs and decline the fight. 46 Praife, might, and majefty to thee, O Lord, 115 Who didft thy pow'rful help to me aiTord •, 47 Didft 'gainft my foes my injur'd caufe maintain. And gav'ft me, o'er thy favour'd tribes to reign j 48 Who bid'il the tumults of the wicked ceafe, Diftravfl'ft their counfels, and commanded peace. 120 49 Therefore amid the nations ril proclaim. In fongs of gratitude, thy glorious name % 50 For to thy chofen, thy anointed king Didft thou, in his difmay, deliv'rance bring; Haft crown'd his days with glory and fuccefs,' I25 And ftill his lateft progeny wilt blefs. PSALM XIX. 1 f" I ^HE fpacious. firmament that hangs on high," JL (The fplendid glories of the fpangled fl<:y, Fix'd in due order, clad in bright array, The great, th' almighty architect difplay : 2 From d:»y to day, from night to night they roll,! 5 And pour convidlion on th' enlight'n'd foul ; 3 In them, furpnz'd^' the various nations hear The mighty God, his ruling pow'r declare ; 4 To regions moft remote, aloud they found : Their voice extend to earth's extremeft bound : 10 5 High 'bove the reft, in his full radiance gay. Comes forth th' illuftrious fun to glad the day ; Like a young bridegroom, who to charm his fair. Adorns his body with a lover's care : Exulting like a giant in his force, 15 He runs with vaft rapidity his courfe : See, from the eaft his rofy carr he drives ; Lo! nature at his joyous beams revives : C 2 6 See 20 I'he PSALMS of David. 6 See o'er the wide expanfe he wheels his way ; The whole creation at his prefence, gay. 20 7 But not aione thefe wonders flrike with awe. The Lord's as glorious in his facred law : His laws which (Iricleft purity impart i His word that giverh wifdom to the heart ; S,9, His ftatutes that rejoice the humble foul ♦, 25 His judgments that the ways of fm controul ; His precepts that illume the pious breall ; His holy fear that will for ever lad : 10 V/ith them not e'en the richefl fweets compare. Than gold, than gems, of nobler price they are j 30 By them thy fervant rules his inmoft thought, And iht bleil road to happinefs is taught. 12 Yet who the errors of his heart can tell. How oft 'gainft thee his fecret thoughts rebel, What vain ideas in his fancy play, '^t^ And o'er each word, each adlion, hold the fway .? O cleanfe thy fervant from the great offence! 13 O let him keep his truth, his innocence! O from prefumptuous guilt preferve him free. And fix him in his own fimplicity ! 40 14 Grant, dear Redeemer, this my fervent pray'r, Whatever my words, my meditations are. To thee, may they a grateful incenfe rife. And meet with kind acceptance from thine eyes. PSALM XX. i ^XfHEN troubles hem thee round, when foes diflrefs, V V And thou to heav'n thy fervent pray'r addrefs j To thee a liil'ning ear the Almighty lend ; Thee by his name may Jacob's God defend : 2 From his refplendent throne affiftance give, § From Sion's facred temple bid thee live ; 3 Thy vidims on his altar not forget. And thy oblations graciouQy accept ; 4 Grant to thy heart's defire the afk'd fuccefs, Difpel thy woes, and all thy counfels blefs. 10 5 And, rhe PSJLMS of David. 21 5 And, when th' almighty God has giv'n his aid. And crown'd with conqueft thy annointed head ; We'll join thy triumphs with according voice. And in thy great Deliv'rcr we'll rejoice : 6 For well we know thou art th' Eternal's care, 1 ^ I'hat from his lofty throne thy fuit he'll hear. That not in vain thou'lt on his pow'r rely ; His ftrong right haryd will give thee victory. 7 Let the proud heathen in their cars confide. And on their harnefs'd deeds exulting ride -, 20 Be they their empty boaft — more nobly we Depend, O God, on thy great name, and thee. 8 Their harnefs'd Heeds, their faulchion'd chariots fail. Nor in the day of deep diftrefs prevail *, See, low they fail, while in thy pow'r we rife, 25 And fnatch the conqueft from our enemies. 9 Save us, and hear — on thee we call, O Lord ; While thou thy (Irong protedlion, wilt afford, W^e dare the menac'd batde of the foe : Fruitlefs, he darts the fpear, and bends the bow. 30 PSALM XXI. 1 CJAV'D by thy hand, triumphant in thy pow'r, v3 The king fliall thee, in gratitude, adore s By thee fupported in the doubtful day. To thee the tribute of his praife fhail pay. 2 Ne'er, when with fuppliant voice to thee he pray'd, 5 Didft thou deny in his diftrels thy aid ; Ne'er, when his lips had pour'd his heart's defire, Fruitlefs, did he the humble boon require. 3 Of all the bounties of thy love pofTeft, Above the warmeft of his wifhes bleft, lo A golden diadem furrounds his head, Whofe ghtt'ring gems their bright effulgence flied. 4 For life he afk'd, thou more than life haft giv'n, A life of immortality in heav'n : 5 Eternal honours does thy hand beftow, i^ Eternal glories from thy goodnefs flow, C 3 6 Eternal 0.1 The. PSALMS of David. . 6 Eternal biils thou giv'll without alloy, Thy glad'ning prelence ever to enjoy : 7 For thou the anchor of his hope Pnalt be ; His truft he'il place, all pow'rful God, on tliee. 2q 8 Thy foes thy hand vindidive foon flialt feel ; Vainly fi-qm thee they wou'd themfelvcs conceal^ 9 For, as the fiame within the furnace roars. And the dry fuel greedily devours ; On their devoted heads thy judgments fall 25 And thy tremendous wrath confumes them all ; 10 Their names are loft among the fons of men, And none will dare to fay, they'd ever been. 1 1 'Gainft thee their fraudful villainies they fcheme. And, that fuccefs attends them fondly dream ; 30 12 Therefore from thee fhall they attempt to fly, Yet by the arrows of thy vengeance die. 13 Yes, Lord, in all thy majefty arife. Exert thy ftrength againft thine enemies •, So Ihall the pious tribes thy name adore, 3^ And in continued anthems hail thy pow'r. PSALM XXII. I \ 71 THY does my God forfake me } will no more V Y Thy goodnefs aid me, when I life imjplore I 1 The tedious day, ^X\^ live-long night I cry ; In vain — thy laving pow'r doft ftill deny. 3 Yet art thou holy, O thou fov'reign King, 5 Whofe praife the fons of Sion conftant fmg. 4 On thee our fathers in their woes rely'd. Thee, they invok'd, nor v/as thy aid deny'd : 5 Their only folace in their fore diftrefs. Benign thou heardil their pray'r, and didft redrefs. 10 6 But Tm a worm no man am I — the croud With jeers infult me, and reproach aloud: 7 With killing fcorn, who meet me in the way, Shoot put their lip, and fnake the head, and fay j g In God he plac'd his empty confidence, 15 The Lord he boafted for his fure defence -, Since him his glpry, his delight he made, Let him fupport him jaow, and grant him aid. Q, 10 But The PSALMS of David. 23 9., 10 But fure, when in the dreary womb I lay, Thy goodnefs gave me to enjoy the day -, 20 When a weak infant at my mother's brcail, Thou were my God, and with thy favour bled. Now then when only thou canft comfort give, 1 1 Let me fecure in thy protedion live. 1 2 Wild bulls of Bafhan compafs me around, 25 Me they befet, and meditate the wound ; 1 3 On me they gape, aud threaten to devour. And like to fierce, and fimifli'd lions roar. 14 My blood flows out ; fhrunk up is ev'ry view ♦, My feeble joints my body fcarce fuftain ; 30 My trembling tortur'd heart forgets to beat. And melts like wax diffolving in the heat. 15 Like a mere potfherd am I dried away ; My ftrength is lofl, my weak'ning limbs decay ; Clofe to my fhrivell'd jaws, my tongue does cleave, o^^ And lo ! I totter o'er the gaping grave. 16 For the wild impious rout enclofe me round. Like rav'ning wolves, my wretched body w^ound ; 17 They pierce my hands — my feet — fo lank I'm grown. With eafe may be diftinguifh'd bone from bone : 40 With the fad view, they glut their ravid eye, . And feed their cruel hearts with horrid joy : 18 My various garments 'mongft them they divide. And whofe my vefture, by the lot is tried. 19 But gracious God, thy pleading fervant hear, 45 And haft my fad afflided foul to chear : 20 Drive back the fword of my remorfelefs foes ; The fury of thefe rav'ning wolves oppofe j 2 1 O fave me, fave me from the lions jaws. And with thy ftrongeft might defend my caufe. 50 22 From death redeem'd, thy goodnefs I'll proclaim, And in thy glad aflembly hymn thy name. ^3 Ye humble fouls that fear the Lord, rejoice. Ye fons of Jacob, raife the tuneful voice j C 4 In 24 I'he PSALMS of David. In feflal hymns fet forth his faving powV, ^^ In fongs of joy his clemency adore. 24 For when th' affli6led in fad anguifh cry'd. With fcorn he heard rot, nor his aid deny'd, Nor from his miseries turn'd his face away. But to his troubled foul reftor'd the day. 60 Therefore his praifcs fhall employ my tongue. And all iht pious tribes fliall hear the fong. 25 26 The humbly meek, that feek th' almighty Lord, By whom his glorious name's in fear ador'd. With joy fhall at his fecret banquet feed, 65 And fatisfy his foul with Hving bread. 27 Yes; all the nations of the world fhall own His pow'r, fhall worfhip 'fore his awful throne; Earth's farthefl: bounds his ftatutes fiiall obey. And with confenting voice avow his fway •, 70 Earth's farthefl bounds are fubje(5l to his pow'r. And he's the univerfal governor. 29 The rich, the mighty at his board fliall fit. And own his fov'reign bounty while they eat ; The poor juft finking to the fliades below, 75 ^Fore him in humble adoration bow : 30 A feed fiiall ferve him -, and his name adore. And be accounted his 'till time's no more -, .31 To people yet unborn, his works proclaim, Difplay the wonders of his holy name -, 80 His dread inflidtions on the haughty proud, His never-failing mercy to the good. PSALM XXIII. 1 rTpHE bounteous Lord my paftures fhall prepare, JL My God fliall feed me with a fhepherd's care ; 2 In a fair verdant plain with fiow'rs o'erfpread, Where nature furniflies a velvet bed, W^here the clear ftream in fmooth meanders flows, 5 He bids me take a fweet, a foft repofe. 3 When in erroneous paths I fimply ftray. His gracious goodnefs leads me in the way, Recalls "the PSALMS of David. 25 Recalls my wand'ring (leps, and points the road. The even path, his lervant fliou'd have trod. 10 4 Yea, tho' the gloomy vale of death I tread. Where dreary horrors compafs round my head ; E'en there no fatal ills my foul betide. Thy rod, my ilafF, my comfort, and my guide. 5 Vamiy my foes thro' pining envy mourn, 15 The choiceft cates my plenteous board adorn. My chearful bowls are fill'd with pureft wine. And round my brows thy richeft ointments fhine. () And, while m.y breath infpires this vital clay, I'll reft fecure, for ever blithfome, gay; ao Thy truth, thy mercy fhall protect me fbill. And conilant V\\ attend thy holy hill. PSALM XXIV. 1 rnr^HE fpacious earth, and what the earth contains, X Are heav'n's high Lord's-o'er the wide world he reigns^ O'er the wide world extends his boundlefs fway -, The wild, the wife, the wretched, and the gay. The poor, the rich, howe'er difpers'd they are, 5 Are his, and feel his providential care. 2 He on the feas this folid orb has plac'd ; He on the raging floods has fix'd it fad ; In vain the waters rife, the billows roar ; It braves their fury, and defies their pow'r. Id 3 All then is God's ; but one empyreal throne. Sublime above all heighs, he's made his own. Thither can man afcend ? is man fo bleft As near his maker, on his hill to reft .? 4 Yes ; he whofe honeft heart from guilt is clear, 15 Whofe hands are fpotlefs, and his tongue fincere. Who fhuns of vanity the baneful road. Nor to deceitful Oaths attefts his God ; 5 He with his gracious prefence fhall be bleft, He on his holy hill fliall ever reft. 20 6 This, this is truth; the way to heav'n is this 5 The certain road to everlafting blifs. 7 Yc 26 "The PSALMS of David. 7 Ye doors that on eternal hinges turn. Ye fliining gates, which fparkhng gems adorn. The King of glory comes, by all ador'd ; 25 Ope wide your portals, and receive your Lord. 8 This King of glory who ? what royal gueft In thefe our facred manfions deigns to reft ? E'en he, the m/ighty God, whofe ftrong right hand Has o'er th' extended univerfe command •, 30 Whofe force in vain embattled ranks oppofe ; Who comes triumphant o'er his conquer'd foes. g Ye doors that on eternal hinges turn. Ye fhining gates, that fparkling gems adorn. The King of glory comes, by all ador'd; 2>5 Ope wide your portals, and receive your Lord. 10 This King of glory who ? enquire no more That fov'reign Being of unbounded pow'r °, That God encircled round with majefty ; The Lord of Hofts — the King of glory he, 40 PSALM XXV. 1 rnr^O thee alone, O fov'reign Lord, 1 cry ; 2 JL On thee alone, my gracious God, rely : O free my foul from fhame, nor \tt my foes Infulting fay, a vain fupport I've chofe. 3 No ; meet not they that wait on thee with fname, 5 That love thy ftatutcs, that revere thy name — Be fhame their deftin'd lot who thee defpife, Who truft in fraud, in villainy, in lies. 4 Me in life's devious road benignly lea.d. That I with fafety in thy paths may tread ; 10 5 Shew me tliy truth, and teach me not to ftray ; Thy ftrength, my truft, thy pow'rful word, my ftay. 6 Remember, ^ Lord, (nor be thy fervant bold) Thy mercies, and thy clemencies of old : 7 But ah! remember not my crimes of youth, 15 When folly fway'd,. and 1 forfook thy truth j Vv^hen I gave up to paffion's lure my heart. And from thy facred ftauites dar'd to part, Thefe, "The PSALMS of David. 27 Thefe, Lord, remember not, let mercy plead, And bid thy goodnefs to thy wrath fucceed. 20 S Benign art thou, and if, all-gracious God, Vile man repent, thou lead'it him in the road. 9 The meek, the modefl, thy aiiiflance prove. Follow the right, nor in blind error rove. 1.0 Their kind dire6tor thou, who love thy law, 25 And keep thy ftatutes with religious awe. From fin, from forrow, fliall they walk exempt; No griefs fhall touch them, and no paffions tempt. I r That I may then to after times proclaim, To regions mod remote, thy holy name, 30 Great tho' they be, my numerous fins forgive, And in thy mercy let thy fervant Hve. 12 O happy they, who' re govern'd by thy fear! To help them on to truth, thou'rt always near 5 13 Their fouls with afnuence, and peace to blefs, '^^ Their fons to crown with glory and fuccefs j 14 To them thy facred myft'ries to reveal, The fecret counfcls of thy will to tell. 15 Therefore my tearful eyes I raife to thee. And reft my hopes upon thy clemency ; 40 'Tis thou alone can'ft clear me from the net. Which lay miy cruel foes t' enfnare my feet. J 6 O turn thee to me, and thy mercy fhew. For deep I'm funk in wretchednefs, in woe, 17 Inceilant griefs my harrafs'd foul diftrefs ; 45 O hear me, and reftore my heart to peace : 18 With eyes of pity my fad anguifh view. Nor let thy vengeance ftill my crimes purfue ; 19 Great are my foes ; their malice greater ftill. And from their cruel hate, what pangs I feel ? 50 ZO No more their fport, their laughter let me be. But fave me, fave me, for I truft in thee. 21 On thy integrity I'll yet rely. And fure thy goodnefs will not let me die ; 22 No, gracious God, thy mercy thou'lt difplay. And free the pious tribes, who thee obey. PSALM zS The PSALMS of David. PSALM XXVI. 1 r I O thee, O fov'reign Father, I appeal ; J_ To thee the fecrets of my roul reveal ^ IVly faithful foul that firm in innocence. Makes thee her fureft hope, her flrong defence, 2 O try thy fervant, fcrutinize his heart, 5 Prove him, and judge according to defert. 3 With grateful eyes thy mercies all I view. With careful Heps the road to truth purfue, 4 The fraudful tongue, that ruins \vith a lie. The idly vain, that love not thee, I fly ; 10 5 The converfe of ungodly men I hate. Nor 'mid the wicked will I fix my feat ; 6 With hands unftain'd I'll at thy altar bow. And pay the adoration that I owe ; 7 In thankful hymns I'll fliill em.ploy my voice, 15 And in the wonders of my God rejoice ; 8 I love the temple where thy name'^ ador'd ; Much do I love thy hallow 'd dome, O Lord. Then fufrer not my foul to fliades below. With bloody, with deceitful men, to go, 2Q 10 With men, whofe hands in mifchiefs are involv'd, Whofe hearts for gain, the blackefl: crimes refolv'd : 1 1 No •, my fincerity be flill my guard ; With thy redemption my firm foul reward ; 12 Firm that fhe ilands, I owe my God to thee ; 25 Therefore I'll praife thee to eternity. PSALM XXVII. i 1^ yf Y light, my great falvation, is the Lord ; lyJL While he his flrong AfTiftance will afford. While he to aid, to comfort me, is near. No open force, no hidden fraud I fear. 2 Me with big hopes my wicked foes afTail'd, 5 In vain •, their haughty expe6lations fail'd : ^Gainft me their various treach'ries they prepar'd. And feel themfelves in their own toils enfnar'd. 3 Tho' wars fhou'd threaten, and tho' camps furround, Tho' hoflile bands Ihou'd meditate the wound j 10 Amid' rhe PSALMS of David. 29 Amid' the dangers free from fear my heart Woii'd brave the battle, and defy the dart. 4 One boon alone I've afk'd, and flill defire. That, while my breath this vital clay infpire, I in the temple of my God may dwell, 15 The praifes of my God may conftant tell^ The beauty of his holinels furvey. And humble ardent adoration pay. 5 For in diflrefs his fervant he'll fecure, My foul in fafety from the foe erifure, 20 Will his pavillion make my ftrong retreat. And on a rock will firmly fix my ^ttt. 6 And now above my foes exalted, I My hours in grateful praifes will employ. My ofr'rings to his facred altar bring, 25 And Hallelujahs to my Saviour fing. 7 Hear me, my God, to thee I fuppliant cry; All-clement Lord, thy mercy not deny. 8 'Tis thy command, that we iliould feek thy face ; With greedy joy I that command embrace. 30 9 Thy face not hide in anger from mine eyes ; In danger, in dilirefs, on thee relies Thy troubled fervant ; chafe his griefs away, Difpel his darknefs, and reflore the day. 10 When father, mother, friends forfake, then thou 35 Wilt to my foul thy tender mercies fhew. 11 Do thou benignly lead me in the way, Left by my foes deluded, Ilhou'd ftray ; 1 2 By them around befet, I've none but thee. My heart from error, from diftrefs to free : 40 ^Gainft me with forged calumnies they rife. And perfecute my foul with cruel lies : 13 And furely, I fhou'd to my mis'ries yield. If not by hope, by faith in thee upheld : No longer dubious in that hope I live, 45 AlTur'd at length thou'lt kind affiftance give. 14 Therefore my foul in confidence of pray'r. Bravely bear up, and call on God thy care s Thee 3d rioe FSALMSofT^Avit. Thee will he ftrengthen to fupport thy grief •, Wait on the Lord, and thou wilt have relief, 56 PSALM XXVIII. i /^ Thou fupreme, that ruleft over all, \^ My rock of fafety, hear me when I call ; Left I be numb' red with the filent dead, Who wake no more, the vital fpirit fled. 2 Hear, when with earneft voice to thee I plain ^ 5 Be not my faithful pray'r addreft in vain -, With hands uplifted I my fuit prefer -, Out of thy high ethereal temple hear. 3 Join not thy fervant with that wicked croud. In fin who wallow, and who hate the good •, 10 Whofe foothing tongues foft founds of concord yield. But whofe vile hearts with villain thoughts are fili'd. 4 Reward them. Lord, juft as their deeds require \ Give them, t' enjoy of wickednefs the hire •, Give them to reap the miferies they fow, 15 And fince for woe they labour, grant the woe. 5 Thy counfels they, thy w^ond'rous works negle6t. And me, the building of thy hands, reject •, Therefore their impious race fhalt thou deilroy, Nor blefs them ever with a father's joy. 26 6 Praife to thy name •, thy name by all be fear'd, , Who haft benignly my petitions heard ; 7 My ftrength, my fliield art thou — my faithful heart On thee relied, and thou didft aid impart : Therefore with ardent gratitude fhe glows, 25 And my enraptur'd tongue with praifes flov/s : 8 For, as the fwain his fleecy flock does tend, Doft thou the people thou haft chofe defend ; And thy annointed King in his diftrefs Doft fwift aflift, and with deliv'rance blefs. 30 9 O ftill preferve them ; be they ftill thy care. And let their progeny thy goodnefs fhare ; Feed them in peace, protedl them with thy pow'r 5 : Be thou their God 'till time ftiall be no more. PSALM the PSALMS of David. 3! PSALM XXIX. i 'XT'E mighty potentates, enthron'd on high, JL Ye warrior-chieftains, crown'd with vidlory. Not to yourfeives attribute the iuccefs. Give God the glory, and his goodnefs blefs. 2 His ftrong right hand in grateful fongs proclaim, 5 Shout forth his praifes, and extol his name. 5, 4, 7, His voice majeilic, never heard in vain. Sends down to glad the earth his fleecy rain ; His voice is in the rumbling thunder heard. And in the red impetuous light'ning fear'd : 10 Revere his voice, the flormy winds that fweep, The madning weaves that bellow in the deep. 5,6 Lo ! lofty Lebanon exults no more ; Their fcatter'd boughs her cedars now deplore ; Th' Almighty fpeaks ; their tow'ring honours fall, 15 To his tremendous voice fubmifTive all. At his command e'en firmeft mountains move. And like the younglings of the pafture rove : 8 His voice Arabia's dreary deferts hear. Trembles the howhng wiidernefs with fear : 20 9 With terror ftruck, the beftials of the wood Lofe all their ftrength, and drop their embryo-brood j All earth, all heav'n, his wond'rous glory own, And fall with rev'rence 'fore his awful throne : 10 Obey him all the waters of the main, 25 And the wide univerfe avows his reign. 1 1 Nor caufelefs they avow •, to all that pay Due rev'rence to his laws, his will obey. Will he th' aiTiftance of his mercy give. And in eternal affluence bid them live, 30 PSALM XXX. I XN hymns of praife will I employ my tongue 5 JL My tuneful harp fliall anfwer to the fong. To thee, O Lord ; for, when with pain diilrefs'd. And foes around their cruel joy exprefs'd. Thou from the bed of ficknefs rais'd me up, 5 My foes didft frullrate of their impious hope. 2 Struck 32 the Psalms of Davii). 2 Struck with the dire difeafe, to thee I cried. Nor was, O God, thy heahng hand denied : 3 For from the dreary horrors of the grave, . When he implor'd, didft thou thy fervant fave ; lO His foul juft hov'ring o'er the pit retrieve, And gav'fl again, in joyous health to live. 4 O all his faints, his gracious goodnefs fing, Difplay his praifes on the tremWing uring •, 5 For but a moment his dread anger lives, 15 While life his quick returning favour gives ; And, tho' the night in tears, in grief you fpend. The dawning day fhall all your forrows end. 6 Surpriz'd with my fuccefs, elate with pride, Big with my empty {di^ I fondly cried ; 26 Strong in my happinefs my foes I dare. Nor open force, nor fee ret fraud I fear : 7 By heav'n fupported, like a mountain firm. That braves the thundef, and defies the ftorm, Did I the angry bolts of fate deride, 25 And wrapt my heart in arrogance and pride •, But foon the follies of my days I found. Loft thy fupport, and felt a killing wound. 8 'Twas then my reafon to my foul retufn'd. In deep contrition I my madnefs mourn'd ^ For thy forgivenefs humbly fu'd, O Lord, ^6 My guilt acknowkdg'd, and thy aid implor'd. 9 What profit is there (faid I^ in my blood ? Juftly thy vengeance has my crimiC purfu'd ; But can the dead thy wond'rous works proclaim ? Can duft, can allies celebrate thy name ? 35 10 O hear me, hear me, and thy mercies fhew ; Redeem my foul from death, my life from woe. 11 Nor did I pray in vain ; thy mercy heard. And my fick foul, in all her forrows chear'd ; My grief to joy, my tears to laughter turn'd ; 4c) No more I languifh'd, and no more I mourn'd. 12 Therefore rhe PSALMS of t)AVii): 33 \i Therefore thy goodnefs will I conftant fing. And to thy glorious name attune the ftring ; Therefore in hymns harmonious I'll difplay Thy clemencyi thy love, from day, to day. 45 PSALM XXXI. I TN thee, O Lord, my conftant truft I place ; X, Let not thy faithful fervant meet difgrace : 2,3 Exert thy juftice, and benignly hear ; Guide me in fafety, and difpel my fear ; Thou art my tow'r of ftrength, my rock art thou : 5 Be ftill my rock, my tow'r of ftrength be now. 4 On thee relying, fhall I be difmay'd ? O fave me from the fecret net they've laid, 5 My great redeemer thou, fecure Til fiand Beneath the flielter of thy mighty hand; lO 6 My trufl; the dread Jehovah ; I defpife The fools that deal in vanity and lies ; 7 Yes \ in thy mercy fhall my foul rejoice ; Oft in her troubles haft thou heard her voicej 8 Oft, when my foes attack'd, has kt her free, 15 And giv'n my fetter'd feet full liberty. 9 But now in bitternefs of heart I mourn. And humbly to the God of mercy turn ; Mine eyes with conftant fcalding tears decay ; Pines my fad foul ; my body wears away •, 20 My life is fpent in griefs, my years in fighs; Wither my bones; my ftrength within me dies ;• 1 My foes infult me and deride my woe -, My neighbours round a mean abhorrence fhew ; Nay ; e'en my friends for fear come not anigh ; 25 And, thoi' they fee me at a diftance, fiy: 2 As one among the dead, I'm quite forgot, Sunk beneath notice, and am lefs than nought : 3 Their fcandals, their foul calumnies I hear ; On ev'ry fide furrounds me ev'ry fear ; 30 Their vile devices 'gainft my life I know, And what their fecret malice deems me to. D 14 Yet 34 "J-he PSALMS of David. 14 yet flill, O Lord, on thee Fve fix'd my truft j My God I'll call thee, for thou flill art juft : 15 Thou ruFfl my life, its term depends on thee ; o^^ O free me from the cruel enemy : 16 Bright on thy fervent let thy goodnefs flune. And fhield me with thy clemency divine -, 17, 18 Thy help implor'd, let me not meet with fhame ; Be that their deftin'd lot that hate thy name, 40 That love a lie, are cruel, vain and proud, And vent their horrid flanders 'gainfr the good ; Let them, juft God, of fliame their portion have. And fleep m dreadful filence in the grave. 19 How great thy goodnefs ? how thy blefTings flow 45 On all that to thy laws obedience fliew ? 'Fore all mankind what wonders haft thou wrought For them that rev'rence thee in a6l:, in thought ? 20 In vain the pow'rful wicked vaunt their pride ; Them from their malice, thou'lt fecurely hide : 50 In vain the pois'nous tongue aiTaults their fame ; A fafe protedion in thy houfe they claim. 2 1 Eternal praife, eternal thanks, O Lord ; For wond'rous was the aid thou didft afford ; Nor armed hofts, nor ftrongeft pow'rs can prove ^^ Such fure defence, as yield thy pow'rful love. 22 Void of fupport, quite indigent, and poor, I faid defpairing, all my hopes are o'er ; When thou the voice of my complaint didft hear, And in my worft diftrefs difpel'd'ft my fear. 60 24 Therefore, ye pious fouls, ye truly juft. Love well the Lord, and in his goodnefs truft ; For he'll the proud ones of the earth deftroy. And blefs the humble with immortal joy. 25 Be brave, be dauntlefs then, purfue the road, 6^ The path that leads you to the throne of God ; With fteady feet go on •, on him depend — Crown'd are our labours, when the Lord's our friend. PSALM "The PSALMS of David. 35 PSALM XXXII. 1 rTpHRICE happy he, whofe fins his God forgives, , J^ His crimes in deep oblivion lofb, who Hves s 2 Whofe (lips, whofe faihngs are not counted his ; Whofe foul perverfely does not acl amifs. 3 For me, while I my fecrer thoughts concealed , 5 W^hile not the errors of my life reveal'd, A tabid weaknefs feiz'd my languid bones. The tedious hours I fpent in piteous m.oans, 4 Thy heavy hand I felt, by night, by day. And all my juices melted quick away. lO 5 Soon then to thee, my gracious God, I turn'd, My many crimes, my various forrovvs mourn'd ; Soon then to thee, I all my fins confefr, And ilrait with pardon from thy love was blefl. 6 For. this, the pious heart, the foul fncere, 15 In fitting time fhall fly to thee in pray'r ; Nor, tho' the driving floods this earth o'erfpread. Shall they the threat'nings of the billows dread. 7 My fure defence, my certain refuge thou. No griefs, no perils can o'erwhelni me now •, 20 My foul doft thou replenifli with thy joy. And all my woes, and all my terrors fly. 8 Nay more ; thou kindly promif^^ft thy aid ; Mine hand (thou criefl) fhall lead thee where to tread -, Mine eye fhail guide thee in the perfed way, 25 And round thy feet Til beam continu'd day. * 9 But thou the refl:iff mule refemble not. The fierce impetuous lleed devoid of thought. Which, if not governed by the bitted rein, Wou'd rove in favage liberty the plain. 30 o His gracious goodnefs this-, fuch mercy they Have from our God, who his high will obey 5 While dread tremendous penalties await The wretch, that in his crimes is obflinate. D 2 .11 Come 36 Ttbe PSALMS of David. II Come then ye righteous fouls, indulge your joy, 35 In tuneful hymns your happy hours employ ; Be God the objefl: of your love, your truft, And in his faving pow'r rejoice ye juft. PSALM XXXIII. 1 XT'E truly good, who heav'n born jufiice love, j[_ The Lord Jehovah fing, that rules above. Your great Creator joyfully extol. The biefl employ befits the pious foul. 2 Strike, fcrike the lute, in honour of his name ; 5 His praife the ten-flring'd pfaltery proclaim, 3 In fweet harmonious fong the voice employ, i\nd let the Clarion join the gen'ral joy. 4 For his all-povv'rful word the night commands, And righteous are the wonders of his hands -, 10 5 His love to juftice, and to truth he fhew s. And o'er the fpacious earth his goodncfs flows ; 6 He fpoke, and flraitway into being fprung High heav*n, with all its radient glories hung. 7 He fpoke; the waters of the main obey'd, 15 Shrunk vvithin bounds, and in the depths were laid. 8 Thou too, O earth, thy great Creator fear^ And bid thy fcatter'd fons his name revere ; 9 For at his word, firm thy foundation fiood ; From his command thy ev'ry bleiling fiow'd. 20 10 'Tis he confounds of impious men the fchemes. And makes them fleet away like empty dreams ; 1 1 While firm and fix'd his counfels ftill remain. And all th' afTauits of time 'gainft them are vain. i2 That nation's doubly blefl whofe God's the Lord : 25 What nobler grace can heav'n's high King afford. Than fuch peculiar favour to us fnewn. To chufe us thus, and feal us for his own } 13, 14 From his celeftial feat th' all-feeing God Looks down, and cads his awful eyes abroad j 30 The fons of men in all their fecrets views. Their fchemes thro' all their labyrinths purfues -, 15 He The PSALMS of David. 37 15 He forms the clofe recefTes of the mind, And he each lurking thought therein can find. 16 Earth's haughty potentates confide in vain 35 In armed turrets, and in hofts of men ; The vah'ant chieftain, in his prowefs proud, In vain his flrength, his courage boails aloud ; ly And oft, tho' fleeter than the wind his fpeed. Deceives in battle the impetuous fteed : 40 18 While God all-pow'rful with a watchful eye. Looks down on thofe, who on his aid rely ; 19 Their fouls when famine threatens, to relieve, From death's dark dreary horrors to reprieve. 20 Therefore on his beneficence we'll wait, 4^ Our fhield, our fure defence, in ev'ry flrait ; 2 1 To him, 'caufe we on his great name depend. Our hearts the tribute of their praife fhali fend ; 22 Thy mercy. Lord, fhall on thy fervants fhine j On thee, our hopes are fix'd, and we are thine. 50 PSALM XXXIV. I YTTHILST life, great God, thou giv'fl me to enjoy, V V Thy praifes fnall my grateful tongue employ •, 2, 3 Thy pow'r my boaft, thy pow'r I'll long difplay ; With me, ye meek, indulge the tuneful lay •, With me to him your voice alternate raife — 5 Gladly you'll join my fervent heart in praife. 4 Oft when I've pray*d, he lent a gracious ear. And freed my troubled foul from ev'ry fear. 5 Whoe'er invok'd his name, but he reliev'd ? Who met repulfe, when to their God they griev'd? 10 6 Did e'er the poor a fruitlefs aid implore ? No ; when they call'd on him, they griev'd no more. 7 Who fear his word, who reverence his laws. He fends his angel, to fupport their caufe. 8 O taite and fee — you'll find our God is jufb; 15 Thrice happy they, who in his mercy trufl ! 9 Ye pious fouls put up a faithful pray'r. And you his kind beneficence will lliare j D 3 10 While 38 "The PSALMS of David. 10 While roar the Hons lavage young for food. Our God is to the righteous ever good. 20 1 1 Come then, ye children ; liften to my lore. And you to virtue's high rewards fhall foar ; 12 Say, wouldft thou love a happy length of days, Void of all ill, in opulence and eaf? ? 13 Thy tongue from lies, from perjuries reflrain ; 25 And ev'ry vile infidious fraud difdain ; 14 From ev'ry fin of ev'ry fort depart ; With ev'ry virtue fandlify thy heart : 15' For on ihQ righteous cafts our God his eye, His pitying ears he opens to their cry, 30 16 But from obdurate finners turns his face, Their name, and their memorial to erafe. 17 When pray the juil, the good, he always hears. Is always ready to difpel their fears ; 18 Their hearts juil broken with their griefs, to aid; q,'j Their fouls to free when cruel foes invade. 19 Many the mis'ries that afiault their peace, Yet ftill their guardian God will give 'em eafe : 20 Amid the various perils that furround. Vigorous and iirong and dauntlefs they are found. 40 2 1 By their own crimes when wicked men fliall fall. And foes to innocence, fhall perifh all ; 22 Our God will them, that worfhip him, defend. And ne'er defert them, 'till their lives Hiall end. PSALM XXXV. 1 1^ /fY injur'd caufe, my great protedor, plead, i. V jL ^rid 'gainft invet'rate foes thy fervant aid; 2 Arm, arm; put on the buckler, and the fhield ; 3 Arm, arm, and meet them in th' embattled lield. O bid my foul to rid her of her fear ; ^ Tell her her great Deliverer is near ; 4 With bitter fliame, with foul difgrace meet they ; Who with infidious fnares befet my way ; In fure confufion all their fchemes involve, Whofe vile envenom'd hearts my death refolve : 10 ^, 6 Let The PSALMS of David. 39 5, 6 Let thy revenging angel prefs them clofe. While they (like chaff, that when the tenipefl blows. Is driven far and wide) with terror fly -, Yet be no aid, no kind protedor nigh ; Their path be flipp'ry, and let night furround ; 15 To death let thy revenging angel wound. 7 For, caufelei:^, they their fecret nets have laid. Me to dcdrcy, they lie in ambufcade ; 8 But let their hidden toils themfelves enfnare ; Be theirs the ruin they for me prepare : 20 9 Then fliall my foul fincerely tafte her joy. Shall ht\ her happinefs Vv^ithout alloy •, 10 My bones fiiall fay ; my God, whofe like to thee, That dofl: the humble from opprefTion free. That curb'il of lawlefs tyranny the pow'r, ' 2 r^ And bid'il il-iQ broken heart to grieve no more ? J I 'Gainft me their cruel enmity not dies ; 'Gainfl me with curfed calumnies they rife ; Lay to my charge unheard of villainy, And load my guiltlefs foul with infamy : 30 12 With bitter hatred all my friendiliip pay. And my perdition work, by night, by day. 13 Not fo did I — when ficknefs fore oppreft. And hov'ring death their anguifh'd hearts opprefl ; In fackcloth I, in allies for them mourn'd ; '^^ For them I fafted, and for them I groan'd : Quick flow'd my tears ; to thee I proflrate pray'd, That thou'dft not number them among the dead. 14 So when a dear-lov'd friend, or brother dies. The foul fincere Vv^ith killing anguiili fighs j 40 With forrow thus is pain'd the pious fon. The tender auth'refs of his being gone. 15 Soon they repaid me with ingratitude -, When fwift calamity my fleps purfu'd. They all rejoic'd, and at my miseries gay, 45 They danc'd, they revell'd, they kept holiday j Their villain feafts the very abjedls join'd ; And there with them my ruin they defign'd : D 4 16 Yes; 40 The PSALMS of David. 16 Yes ; mere buffoons their vile afibciates were. Who grinn'd their mahce, v/irh an impious fneer. 50 17 But Lord, how long wilt thou thy patience Hiew, And view with feeming unconcern my woe ? From their dcftruiflive wiles relieve my foul, Their monftrous fchemes, their vile attempts controul, 18 Then in the great aflembly I will fing ^^ Thy praife, and hail thy name, O glorious King. 19 O let not my inhumane foes rejoyce. Nor mock my mis'ries with infulting voice. Nor feem by their deriding leers, to boaft That 1 thy favour, and thy love have loft. 60 20 For peace they hate, v/ith impious malice fraught, Dire ftrife employs their tongue, and fills their thought ; And with their curft devices they confpire 'Gainit m.en of gentle mind, that peace defire : 21 At me loll out their tongues, and flouting fay \ 6^ Our eyes at length behold the long'd for day. 22 This hafl thou leen, O Lord ; be ilill no more. But fhield me, guard me by thy gracious pow'r ; 23 To judgment now, O mighty God, awake j Sdr up thy vengeance, nor my caufe forfake ; 70 24 I to thy righteous juftice make appeal ; Stop their proud boafts, their vain rejoicings quelL 25 No more let their big hearts in triumph cry ; He falls at laft, and ours the vidory : 26 But, fince they made my mifcries their boaft, 73 In dire oblivion let their names be lofh ♦, Since they, invet'rate, my perdition fought. Bring all their hopes, their flattering views to nought. 27 While thole dear fouls that wifh'd my caufe fuccefs, Sincere delights, fubhmeft joy pollefs ; So Thy great beneficence, thy juflice praife, And fing thy glory in harmonious lays : 28 Then fliall my tongiie thy righteous pow'r difplay. And hymn thy honour'd narne the live-long day. PSALM • The PSALMS of David. 41 PSALM XXXVI. 1 ^^URST with the word deceit his fottifh heart, V^ His foul with fancied happinefs alert, His flagrant guilt againil the wretched cries ; There is no fear of God before his eyes. 2 With foothing pleas and artful argument, 5 He lulls his confcience to a falfe content, In vain — his crimes are of the blacked: die. And call-for dreadful vengeance from on high. 3 For lo ! his tongue is tipt with fraud and lies, Him to deceive, who on his faith relies j 10 In worldly craft he chufes to excel, And with celeftial wifdom fliuns to dwell : 4 Averfe to goodnefs is his head-ftrong will ; E'en on his downy bed he fludies ill. With eyes afkance the paths of virtue views, 15 And 'gainft his better mind the worfe purfues. 5 While thy great mercy. Lord, the heav'ns above. And all thy works and all thy creatures prove ; 6 Far higher than the higheft hill does fhew This goodnefs — deeper than the depths below: 2@ Thy goodnefs which the fons of men fuftains. And all the beads that range the woods and plains : 7 Who can thy great beneficence exprefs ^. The various gifts with which thy mercies blefs ? E'en while with graritude thy love he fings, 25 Man reds beneath the fhadow of thy wings : 8 On him thou namelefs bounties doft beftow ; To him the rivers of thy pleafures flow ; 9 From thee life's fountain fp rings ; from thee a ray The mind illumes, and fpreads eternal day. 30 JO O flill the blefllngs of thy love impart, To all who ferve thee with a perfect heart: J I Me from th' infulting heel of Pride defend -, 'Gainft the deftroying hand, airi{|:ance lend ^ 12 Soon 42 The PSALMS of David. 12 Soon let them feel the vengeance of thy pow'r, ^S And fall fo low, that they may rife no more. PSALM XXXVII. 1 TXTHEN impious men in worldly fplendour live, V Y And all the good poffefs that earth can give. Scorn thou to murmur at their empty joy. Nor envy what a moment may deftroy : 2 For foon their boafted riches melt away, 5 Falfe are their pleafur-es, and their hopes decay ; Like the green grafs, whofe bloom attrafts o^ir eyes ; Cut by the cruel fythe, its verdure dies. 3 No •, rather thou upon thy God depend. Him by a courfe of virtue make thy friend •, lo So thou the bounties of his earth fhalt fliare. And he fhall feed thee with a father's care : 4 With love of him thy fervent foul infpire. And he fhall blefs thee with thy heart's defire : 5 To him thy fortunes and thy life commit -, 15 Soon wilt thou feel the glorious benefit -, 6 Bright as the fun he'll make thy merit fliine. And on thy virtue beam a light divine. 7 Reft then on him, and with due patience wait, Nor at the blifs of profp'rous finners fret ; 20 8 Thine anger bridle, and ihy wrath reftrain, O'er all thy pafTions hold a fteady rein ; 9 Soon droop the wicked \ fuddenly they 'die, While righteous fouls fubilantial good enjoy : 10 Stay but a while the wicked is no more •, 25 In vain his habitation thou'lt explore ; A defert now, his palace late fo fair. Without a name he dies, without an heir : 1 1 Not fo the meek, the earth fliall long be theirs, And when they die, they leave it to their heirs. • 30 12 T' enfnare the good, is all the villain's joy, Pleas'd, if he guilelefs merit can deftroy ^ 13 But heav'n who knows how fhort liv'd is his pride. Docs ail his wily cruelty deride. 14 T' 18 And 46 The PSALMS of David. 18 And well have I deferv'd — I own my fin, 3.5 And mourn the vile offender I have been. 19 But ftill my foes are in their numbers ftrong, Daily increafe, and ftill add wrong to Wrong ^ 20 Full hard they prefs me, and my life purfue ; For good pay evil, 'caufe to thee Vm true : 40 2 1 Forfike me not, O €^od, thy fervant free ; 22 Make halle to help me — I've no help but thee. PSALM XXXIX. 1 T TTTHILE foes affail'd me round, I bravely faid^ V Y Not by the tongue I'd be to crime betray'd ; My tongue to bridle firmly I decreed, As by the bitted rein is rul'd the fteed. 2 Strid filence then I kept, tho' great the pain, 5 And e'en from juft complaints did long refrain ; 3 Bur, as more fiercely burns the Eame conhn'd. With flronger rage was fir'd my troubled mind ; Thro' all reftraint at length my anguifh broke. And in thefe plaining terms to heav'n 1 fpoke. id 4 How long, O God, muft I endure the ftrife ? What bounds are fet to this my wearied life ? O tell the dated number of my days -, When end my forrov/, when begin my peace ; When wings my foul to heav'n ^ when leaves behind 10 This houfe of clay, ah ! too, too long confin'd ? 5 A very fpan is life compar'd with thee. Our years weigh nothing with eternity : Swifc as an empty fliade they fleet away. And our bell ftate's the phantom of a day. 15 6 Our blooming hopes one fudden blaft deftroys ; Pall'd are our pieafures, tranfient are our joys. Vain all our cares, and all our labours vain j With tedious toil our fhining (lore we gain, Heap up our wealth to leave it when we're gone — 2<^ To whom } to heirs alafs ! to us unknown. 7 To whom then, gracious God, fhall I apply ? To thee, O Lord, I on thy pow'r rely. 8 free rhe PSALMS of David. 4^ 8 O free me from th' occafion of my woes. My wicked crimes from whence my evils rofe ; tq Nor leave me in my miferies forlorn, To fools, to finners, a reproachful fcorn. 9 When griefs furrounded me, I lilence kept. Spoke not my pbinings, but in fecret wept ; For them the punilhments of fin I knew, oq The woes that to my countlefs crimes were due. 10 But now, O Lord, the bitter ftroke remove, Too weak to bear, the killing pang I prove. 1 1 Doft thou the wicked for their lins chaftife } Fails all their (Irength, and all their beauty dies ; 35 Like garments fretted by the moth away. They fade, they pine, they wither, they decay ; 12 Then pitying hear, all-clement God, my cry. Nor from my pleading tears avert thine eye j A flranger here, a fojourner I am ; 40 As flrangers hither, all my fathers came j Had here no certain, no abiding place. But ran a fliort, a momentary race. 13 Yet fpare me ilill awhile, thy hand reflrain ; Let my tir'd foul, fome little refpite gain ; 45 Her ftrength retrieve, recruit her languid pow'r, 'Fore I go hence, and fball be feen no more.- PSALM XL. 1 T T THEN fwelling foes, elated with their pride ; V Y My ruin threat'n'd, and my God defy'd ; Yet were my fpirits gay, I fear'd no ill. For well 1 knew his eyes wak'd o'er me ftill. 2 And foon was 1 with his deliv'rance bleft, 5 Me on a rock of fafety foon he plac'd ; Soon from the dreary Pit, the miry clay. My feet he refcued, and prepar'd my way. 3 Nay more, he taught me a new fong of praife. In (trains before unfung, my voice to raife, IQ In flrains fo flrong, fo fweet, that all who hear. In him fhall place their truft, and him fhall fear. 4 And happy he, who in the Lord fliall trull. And braves the threat'nings of impetuous lufl ; Who 48 "The PSALMS of David/ Who on no falfe infidious fcheme relics, 15 And fcorns to turn afide to fraudful Jies. 5 Great Is the love, our God to man has fliewn 5 Many the gracious wonders he has done -, The tongue the countlefs number can't declare ; The mind t\\t vad idea ne'er can bear. 16 6 Such condefcenfion, fay, what tongue can tell^ When thou the awful fecret didft reveal -, . That not in facrifice was thy deliglit. That thou the victims for our fins didft flight ? 7 Then faid I, lo, I come — I come prepar'd, 25 To do what thou haft thy high will declar'd ; I come the folemn mift'ry to unfold, Which in thy facred volumes is foretold. 8 Yes, Lord, thy will Fll joyfully obey, Thy will, my great delight, by night, by day. 30' Writ on the faithful tablet of my heart, Thy law I will, perform in ev'ry part : 9 Conftant my lips thy wond'rous juftice tell^ And 'mong the pious tribes the truth reveal ; 10 Thy wond'rous juftice to myfelf alone 35 I've not contin'd — to all, to all, 'tis known ; Thy great, thy v/ond'rcus juftice all have heard. Of guilt, of virtue, thy diftind reward. 11 Then kt me. Lord, thy kind companion ihare ; Thy goodnefs guard me with paternal care •, 40 1 2 For many are the ills my foul furround -, My foul e'en her own frequent failings wound j My countlefs hair in number they exceed. And make her with fevere repentance bleed. 13 But thou, good God, thy ftrong alTiftance give ; 45 O hafte to aid me and to bid me live. 14 Let fhame, let fure confufion them annoy. Who feek my life by treach'ry to deftroy -y Let dire difmay and bafe difhonour dwell With thofe, who joy at my misfortunes feel : 5a 15 Surrounded be they with diftrefs, with fear. Who mock thy fervant, and his fufF'rings fneer : 16 But The PSALMS of David. 49 1 6 But let all they that love thy name rejoyce. And to thy glory tune their grateful voice. 17 Pbor tho' I am, tho' milery is mine, p^^ Yet have I comfort in thy aid divine ; Thou art my truft, my great fupport, and flay ; Hade, O my God, nor make too long delay. PSALM XLT. 1 T3 LEST is the man, who'll not the poor defplfe, fj But to his aid with fwift compafTion files i Him with abundant mercy will repay Th' All-high, and chafe his forrows far away: 2 From foes, from perils, he'll his foul defend, 5 And grant him joys that but with life fhall end ; In peace, in opulence he'll bid him live. And all the bleflings of his earth he'll give : 3 And when fome dire difeafe furrounds his head, And racking pains confine him to his bed ; 10 His bed he'll eafe, him in his bed fuftain, To health reflore him, and drive off his pain. 4 For, when with violence of pain opprefb, I to my God this faithful pray'r addreft ; All-clement Lord, let me thy mercy feel ; 15 My foul with dire offences wounded heal •, 5 Of unrepented fin I feel the force ; My foes with bitter Imprecations curfe ; When fhall oblivion veil his name (they cry) When will he breathe no more, when will he die ? 2Q 6 And, if they vifit me and view my pain. Grief in their clouded countenance they feign ; While inward joy dilates their villain-heart. Which ftrait break out, when from my fide they part. 7 In fecret, fee th' invet'rate factious herd ; 25 'Gainfl me they whifper flanders mofl abfurd , *Gainfl me with unrelenting hate confpire. Big with proud hopes, to compafs their defire : 8 Now when they fee me with my fuff'rings fpent, Surely they fay, from heav'n his pain is fent, 30 E Struck 56 ne PSALMS of David. Struck by the arrows of his God he lies ; Shades him eternal night, he dies, he dies. 9 Nay, e'en my friend, who long my heart had known, And made my table, and my home, his own ; Ungrateful, leaves me now, and joins my foes, 35 And with moil ranc'rous malice 'gainft me glows. 10 But thou, good God, whom long I've made my hope, From my born bed, benignant, raife me up, Thy love in my recovery difplay ; That I their villain hatred may repay. 40 1 1 Thus I implor'd, nor I implor'd in vain ; Thou didfl, O Lord, my linking foul fuflain ; Me to my wonted health didft thou reilore. And mad'ft my foes to, give their triumphs o'er. 12 Frefh vigour to my frame didft thou impart, 45 Preferv'd'ft in innocence my drooping heart -, My fteps fupported ftrait thy hand divine. And on thy fervant did thy prefence fliine. 1 3 For this great boon ht Ifraei's God be prais\l ; Eternal altars to his name be rais'd ; 50 O'er all the fcatter'd Nations let him reign j From age to age be bleft our God, Amen. PSALM XLII. 1 A ^ pants the hart to tafte the limpid flood, ±\ So longs my thirfty foul for thee, O God ; 2 O fiiall I ne'er behold the happy day. When in thy houfe I fhall again be gay ? 3 My tears, alafs ! have been my conttant food, ^ While fpeak their blafphemies the impious proud. 4 But ftill this glad reliedion fooths my mind ; In this bleft thought I confolation find ; The time will come, when with the pious throng, Thy houfe I'll vifit, and make thee my fong ; 10 When there I ftiall thy glorious works difplay, And keep in folemn pomp the feftal day. 5 Why then, my foul, fo dreadfully difmay*d ? Why thee fuch fad diftrafting griefs invade ? Difmils The PSALMS of David. 51 Dlfmifs thy fears and on thy God rely ; 1 5 E'en yet fhalt thou return with viftory : Yet with his pow'r thy caufe will he fupport ; Thou Hill fhalt praife him in his awful court. 6 My joy, my only folace this, when I, O Jordan, in thy forells Ikulking lie ^ 20 When, Hermon, I thy rocky defer ts trace, And roam, an exile with the beftial race. 7 What tho' misfortune on misfortune tread •, And thy dread horrors compafs round my head ; Tho' pours the ratl'ing hail, the billows roar, 25 And the big founding waters dafh the fhore ; 8 If ftill, O God, thy mercies thou'lt difplay, Soon will each low'ring cloud difperfe away ; Mean while I'll in thy praife employ my tongue. And now put up a pray'r, now chant a fong •, 30 By day, by night, me fliall thy truth fudain j 9 My God I'll call thee, mild'y I'll complain. With thefe expoftulations fboth my woes ; Why am I made a may-game to my foes ? Why has my God forgot me ? will no more 33 Thy mercy aid, when humbly I implore ? [O Hear how with flouts my ears the impious wound. How they their vile reproaches icatter round •, O hear them vent their blafphemies abroad. And cry infulting, where is now thy God ? 40 1 1 But why, my foul, thus dreadfully difmay'd. Why thee fuch fad diftrading griefs invade ? Difmifs thy fears, and on thy God rely i E'en yet fliak thou return with vi6lory; Yet with his pow'r thy caufe will he fupport •, .45 And dill thou'lt praife him in his facred court. E 2 PSALM 52 "The PSALMSo/TiAviv. PSALM XLIII. 1 T\ /T^ great avenger thou, O Lord, to thec XV JL Make I appeal againfl: my enemy ; Againfl" the fraudful, the deceitful man Do thou, juil God, my righteous caufe maintain j 2 My furefl hope, my ilrong defence thou art^ ^ And wilt thou them that trull in thee defert ? Why do 1 fruitlefs mourn my fad diftrefs ? Why with fuch fury do my foes opprefs ? 3 Beam forth thy light, thy kind aflillance lend. And 'gainfl their fierce afiaults my foul defend : lo O lead me^ lead me to thy holy hill, Where downy peace, where heav'nly comfort dwell, 4 Then to thy akar I'll with tranfport go ; My heart with ftrongefb gratitude fliall glow ; My voice in hymns of harmony Fll raife ; 15 And ilrike my lyre to celebrate thy praife. 5 Why then, my foul, fo dreadfully difmay'd ? Why then fuch fad diftrafting griefs invade ? Difmifs thy fears, and on thy God rely ; E'en yet he'll crown thy brows with vidlory ; 20 Yet with his pow'r thy caufe will he fupport ; Thou ftill fhalt praife him in his facred court. PSALM XLIV. 1 rTpHY glorious deeds, thy mercies. Lord, of old i Our fathers oft their progeny have told ; Their fons with pious gratitude have taught. What mighty wonders thou for them haft wrought ; 2 How thou didft thy beneficence difplay, ^ And drov'ft the nations from their feats away ; Didft the profaners of thy name deftroy, And bad'ft thy people their domains enjoy. 3 For not their ftrength the mighty work perform'd 5 Vainly without thy goodnefs they had arm'd ^ 10 They owe the conqueft, the fuccefs to thee s Thy dread right-hand beftow'd the vi6lory. 4 Juftly thy tribes thy hallow'd courts attend 5 Propitious hear them, and afliftance fend. 5 By The PSALMS of David. 53 5 By thee alone fupported, we'll difmay 15 The vaunting foe, and gain a glorious day ; By thee fupported, on their necks we'll tread, That they no more our peace, our rights invade. 6 In our own bows no confidence we have, Nor fondly hope that our own fwords can fave ; 20 7 But to thy conqu'ring arm our caufe commit. And in thy might our deadly foes defeat. .8 Therefore while lafts this earth thy praife we'll fing. And make our boaft of thee, all-pow'rful King. 9 But now thou'ft caft us off, thou leav'ft us now, 25 No more the leader of our armies thou. 10 Now from the hortile bands we fly away, BafeJy we fly, and prove an.eafy prey: 1 1 Expos'd, like fheep appointed to be flain. We mid the nations rove for peace in vain : 30 1 2 Thou'ft of thy people made a public fale. Nor the mean price does to thy wealth avail : 13 A fcorn unto our neighbours we are grown. Our griefs they laugh at, and they mock our moan. 14 A bye-word we're become ; they fhake the head — '^^ 15, 16 For this my face is with confufion fpread ; With Ihame I glow, to hear their blafphemies, To fee with what deridon they defpife. 1 7 All this is now our defpicable lot ; Yet me thy facred cov'nant ne'er forgot ; 40 1 8 Nay ; in our paths whatever dangers lay. Our fteady feet have ne'er dcclin'd thy way ; 19 Tho' to the deep abyfs of woe caft down. By vileft foes infulted tho' we moan, Tho' we a life of abjedt flav'ry breathe, 45 And live within the horrid view of death. 20 Had we, O Lord, thy fov'reign pow'r denied. And on the aid of other Gods relied, 2 1 Sure thou had'ft known it, fmce to thee confeft, Stand forth the inmoft fecrets of the breaft : 50 22 And yet for thee we all thefe griefs fuftain. And like the fathngs of the fold are flain. E 3 23 Why 54 I'he PSALMS of David. 23 Why flumb'reft thon, O Lord? awake, awake. And not for ever our fad fouls forfake ; 24 Why hid thy face ? why this fevere neglefl? ^^ Why our affliction doft thou dill forget ? 25 With grief o'erburden'd, in the duft we lie; Our weak enfeebled limbs their aid deny ; 26 Awake, awake, redeem us from our foes. And let thy mercy diffipate our woes. 60 PSALM XLV. 1 \ Glorious theme my raptur'd heart infpires, jt\^ A theme the moft fublime my genius fires ; The King, the King, to him pertains the fong ; The King infpires the lay, and fills my tongue : 2 The King, excelling all of mortal breath, ^ \ Far fairer than the faireft fons of earth •, ' What heav'nly beauty, what majeftick grace, j W^hat namelefs fplendor glows upon his face ? | The King, to whom the pow'r that all obey, | Eternal honours gives, eternal Iway. 10 ^ 3 Approach, unconquer'd chief, and on thy thigh Gird thy vi6torious fword with majefty, 4 With glory bright array'd ; around thee fhine Fair truth, calm juftice, clemency divine ; , Crown'd with bright conqueft thy refiftlefs hand, 15 1 Obey the nadons round thy great command ; > 5 Pour dreadful vengeance on the ftubborn foe, And let thy fatal arrows bring them low. 6 Thy fov'reign pow'r no time (hall bound, no (pace. Not changed by years, not circumfcrib'd by place ; 20 7 On juflice founded, 'twill for ever lafl ; No force fhall harm it, no attempts fhall blaft. The glorious ruler of the realms above, (O blefl indulgence of almighty love) Above thy fellows high exalts thy name : 25 The facred oyls adown thy veftments ftream y 8 Thy "The PSALMS of David. 55 8 Thy veftments o'er thy lacred flioulders fpread, I'heir odorif'rous fcents around thee flied, - Of eaftern Cafia the admir'd perfume, Of Myrrhe the tears, of Aloes the gum. 9 But what bright blooming maids thy will attend, 30 That from a long imperial race defcend ? Around thy queen fubmifiively they wait, Thy queen at thy right-hand who fits in (late ; Thy queen with Ophir's fparkling gold array'd. With glitt*ring gems adorn'd, her glorious head o,^ 10 And thou fair confort liften to the lay -, Thy gentle foul let my fweet numbers fway ; Thy royal father, and thy natal feat. Thy dear, thy weeping relatives forget ; 1 1 Look on thy prince, thy prince revere, who lives 40 But on the joys thy heav'nly beauty gives. 1 2 To thee proud Tyre fhall her gay prefents fend -, Thee fl:iall the noble and the great attend ; Wait on thy nod, and bow with fuppliant knee, Pleas'd to receive a gracious fmile from thee. 45 13 Rich are tht royal charmer's robes behold How bright fhe gliftens in her braided gold ♦, 14, 15 With all their efforts, art and nature flrove To make her worthy of a monarch's love. She comes — the King receives his lovely prize, , 50 And fpeechlefs tranfport lightens in his eyes. Her m^ids attend her, maids divinely fair, Whofe lovely forms their noble flock declare •, With fhouts of joy the people round them wait. To hail their entrance in the palace gate. p,^ 16 Oh high born maid, regret thy fire no more, But view the pleafures of my regal pow'r-. Let all thy beauties, let thy love be mine ; I'll make thee mother of a royal line : Thy fons fhall boafl a wide extended fway, 60 And diflant nations fhall their rule obey. E 4 17 Thy 56 The PSALMS of David: I J Thy beauties too, the fubjedl of my fong. Shall ftill employ my Lyre, and tune my tongue ; Thy beauties late pofterity fliall fing, And blefs the lovely fair that charm'd the king. 6^ PSALM XLVI. \^. 1 /^LFR refuge and our ftrength is heav'n's high God, V^^ Our certain aid, when troubles rage abroad: 2 i'herefore why fhou'd we fear, tho' dangers threat, Tho' moves this folid earth from off her feet, Tho' flarts from its foundation each high hill, ^ Tho' the (lunn'd fea their tumbling ruins fill -, 3 Tho' rife the waters, and the billows roar. And the big waves infult the rocky fhore ? 4 For round the city which th' All-high approves. The facred folemn temple that he loves, lo . Streams a fair river, glad'ning, as it flows. The bleft inhabitants with fweet repofe. 5 There, that no terrors may diflurb their peace. That fhe from hoftile bands may refl at eafe. Dwells God himfelf, fupports her with his aid ; i^ In vain the hoftile bands her peace invade. 6 When rag'd the heathen, and prepar'd the war. And ftruck the nations round with horrid fear. From out his thunder fpoke th' almighty Lord j Trembled low Earth, and melted at his word j 20 7 For us the Lord of hofts difplays his pow'r s Our refuge he whom Jacob's fons adore. 8 Come then and fee the wonders of his hands. The workings of his pow'r in ev'ry land ; 9 He bids the harraft world to be at peace y 25 He bids the fury of the war to ceafe; The bow he breaks, he fnaps the deadly fpear. And ftops the chariot in its full career. 10 Compofe your troubled hearts to reft (he cries) And know the pow'r that in the Godhead lies ; 30 I'm earth's fole Lord, and I'll fupport my claim. And all the heathen Ihall adore my name j II For rbe PSALMS of. Bay I it; 57 1 1 For us the Lord of hofts clifplays his pow'r, Our refuge he, whom Jacob's fons adore. PSALM XLVII. 1 /^LAP your glad hands, ye people, all rejoyce ; V ^ Shout to your God with loud triumphant voice; '^ 2 The mighty God tremendous is his wrath, Whofe boundlefs rule extends o'er all the earth ; 3 Who'as made the nations truckle to our fvvay, 5 And e'en the pow'rful of the world obey ; 4 Who'as giy'n his chofen race a wide domain. And bleil them with a glorious, endlefs reign. 5 Hark ! he comes forth, the chearful trumpets found ; With fhouts the pious tribes attend around -, 10 ^ He comes, he comes ; approach your God with praife j In hymns of joy your tuneful voices raife 5 7 He comes, o'er all zYlq uniyerfal King, Let heav'n's wide arch with acclamations ring •, Ye fons of melody fet forth his pow'r, 15 S That e'en the heathen may their God adore : O'er all he rules, and from his lofty throne, Awful he makes his righteous judgments known ; 9 To him the princes of the people fly. Own him their God, and on his aid rely, 20 Own, that the heav'ns, and earth, and feas belong To him, and make omnipotence their fong. PSALM XLVIII. 1 ^^ REAT is the Lord, mofl worthy he of praife ; VJf Sing,, fing his glories in harmonious lays j Ye fons of Sion, where's the bleft abode. The glorious habitation of your God. 2 Of Sion's hill moft beauteous is the fight, 5 Sion, the earth's great joy, the world's delight ; . Full to the north the King's bright manfions lie. And with refplendent beauty flrikes the eye. 3 There Ifrael's race have oft beheld their Lord Maintain their caufe, and pow'rful help afford; la 4 With mad'ning rage the furious monarch came. With fierce intent t^entrap our Walls in flame ; 5 They 5S The PSALMS of David. 5 They view'd with wonder, trembled with difmay. And ftruck with terror, haften'd quick away : 6 Not greater terror (Irikes the matron's heart, 15 When of approaching throes fhe dreads the fmart -, 7 Not greater fears the heartlefs crew aflail. When o'er the flout ribb'd fhip the waves prevail. 8 As to their fons our fathers oft have told Thy glorious deeds, thy miracles of old j 20 So in the city of our God we've view'd The fame bright fcheme of wonders ftill purfu'd ; Still fliall our progeny on thee rely ; Still thou'lt defend them in extremity. 9 Thy gracious mercies. Lord, we'll ne'er forget, 25 But 'fore thy altars gratefully repeat ; 10 Thy praife, thy juftice, glorious as thy name. To earth's extremefl bounds will we proclaim -, 1 1 Yes •, Sion's hill to all the realms around Thy great, thy righteous judgments fhall refound ; 30 The fons of Salem, and her virgin throng. To endlefs time fhall make thy truth their fong. i2 Walk round ye faithful tribes, her walls explore. Her flrong, her lofty turrets number o'er ^ 13 Obferve her forts, her palaces with care, ^^ And to your fons her wond'rous flrength declare : 14 That they may know how mighty is the Lord, What aids he'll to his chofen race afford ; How he'll fupport them ever with his pow'r ; And, knowing, praife his name, 'till time's no more. 40 PSALM XLIX. 1 T TOWE'ER difpers'd, ye various nations hear, X X Ye fons of frailty, lend a lift'ning ear •, 2 Whether in honours, and in wealth ye flow. Whether immers'd in penury, in woe. 3, 4 Wifdom's the facred fubjedl of my fong, 5 Wifdom employs my lyre, and tunes my tongue ; Wifdom "The PSALMS of David. 59 Wifdom, to all that hear her, fleady friend; Plain is my parable, if you'll attend. 5 Why ihou'd the dread of diftant want controul The a6tive vigour of my heav'n-born foul ? 10 Why forfeit I my claim to future blifs. By anxious cares for earthly happinefs ? 5, 7 They who in purple and in gold are drefl:, Of honours and of opulence poflefl. With wealth, with pow'r elate, when dies the friend, 15 For whom with joy their lateft breath they'd fpend, Him by their gold, their honours can they fave ? Can they redeem him from the dreary grave ? 8 Ah no ! no wealth the parting foul can flay. That from the finking body fleets away. 20 9 Inexorable death the bribe rejeds ; Nor tears, nor pray'rs, nor ranfome he expe61:s ; He views their profer'd gilded bait with fcorn. And plainly tells them, there is no return. 10 The wife, the foolifh feel alike his pow'r, 25 And thanklefs heirs pofTefs their fhining ftore. 1 1 Vainly they think, the lofty domes they raife. Will fpread their honours e'en to after days -, Their large pofTefTions will retain their name. And fair — enroll them in the lifts of fame. 30 12 Alafs! when once they die, when once no more. Soon are forgot their name, their wealth, their pow'r. Yet ftill like folly to their race extends. From family to family defcends, 14 As the fierce wolf devours his fleecy prey, 35 Feeds on them death, and finiflies their day ; And, while bright hours that never have an end, And fliining profped:s righteous fouls attend. Weak feeble age their beauties fhall confume. And end their honours in the mould'ring tomb; 40 J 5 But me redeems my faviour from the grave. Me to himfelf to glory he'll receive: 1 6 Nor thou repine when one of low eftate. By fortune favoured, fuddenly grows great ; 1 7 What fhall attend him when he comes to die ^ 45 See his unfaithful honours from him fly ! 1 8 Tho' 6o The PSALMS of David. 1 8 Tho', — while he Jiv'd, he ev'iy good enjoy'd. And flow'd in plealures 'till his foul was cloy'd j Tho' he to others fhew'd the tempting way. And bad them, like himfelf, be ever gay ^ 50 19 When to his fathers he defcends below. To thofe black fcenes of mifery and woe. Where not one glad'ning ray his foul revives ; He then his mad prepolVrous folly grieves : 20 For man of honours and of wealth poffeft, 55 If not with wifdom's facred influence blefl. Not nobler than a beftial can be thought. And, like a beftial, will at length be nought. PSALM L, i ripHE mighty God, whom heav'n and earth obey, JL Who bend the fceptred tyrant to his fway. Speaks his dread judgments to the nations round. And hears the fentence earth's extremeft bound. 2 From Sion's hill, in lliining glory clad, 5 He fpeaks, and fills the lift'ning world with dread ; He comes j man's impious crimes he bears no more ; Before his prefence flames of fire devour ; No more a Saviour, he the Judge afTumes ; Tremendous winds furround him; lo, he comes. 10 Impartial in his procefs heav'n he'll call With all her orbs, and this terreftial ball ; To witnefs to his juftice Heav'n obeys ; Earth owns, eternal truth his procefs fways. Ye pious tribes (he faysj with whom I've made 1 5 A facred covenant, be not difmay'd ; With confidence approach, difmifs your fears ; Yon bright setherial arch your judgment hears ; Your God himfelf is judge ; his juftice prove Yon bright ^therial orbs, that roll above. 20 You firft I call, bleft Abr'ham's favour'd race. Whom long I've honour'd with peculiar grace ; Yourfelves atteft beneficence divine. And own that juftice, and that mercy's mine, 8 That - o ^he PSALMS of David. ^i 8 That few the vidlims whofe atoning blood 25 In facred ftreams have on my altars flow'd, 9 I not reprove -, the fatHngs of the fold. The flailed ox indiff Vent I behold ; 10 Mine are the beads that in the foreft rove, Mine are the beafts that range the hill and groVe ; ^o 1 1 Where'er the favage beftials of the field Retreat, their haunts are not from me conceal'd ; In the fleep rock, or on the lofty tree, Tho' nefl the feather'd tribes, they're known to me. 12 If I, like man, the pangs of hunger feel, ^ r Say, is it requifite I thee fhou'd tell ? Thy kind affiftance, fay, fhall I implore, I who o'er all have univerfal pow'r ? 1 3 Me will the flefh of bullocks fadsfy ? The ofFer'd blood of fatted goats drink I ? 40 14 No, no i the breafl with grantude that glows. The fervent heart that breathes its honell vows, 15 My banquet thefe be thefe thy facrifice. And when fevere diftrefs upon thee lies. My name invoke ; thy drooping foul I'll raife, 45 And thou fhalt pay diy God with grateful praife. 16 But to the wicked fay's th' almighty Lord ; (The wicked hear and tremble at his word) Wretch, wilt thou dare to plead my righteous laws, My facred cov'nant, to fupport thy caufe ? 50 17 Thou who to hear inftru6i:ion didft refufe. And with thy impious feoffs my word abufe ; 18 Thou with the thief, thyfelf a thief didft join. And mad'fl th' adult'rer's filthy purpofe thine ; 19 To mifchief prone, didft milchief meditate, 55 And arm'dft thy villain-tongue with curft deceit ; 20 Didft violate of blood the facred ties. And 'gainft thy brother fram'dft malicious lies ; 21 And more t'enhance thy impious villainy, ^Caufe filent I, think'ft, I refemble thee : 60 Vain is the thought — thy crimes I'll now difplay, ' And ki thy monftrous deeds in open day. 22 Yc 62 The PSALMS of David, 22 Ye lifllefs crouds, that now your God forget, Confider this, and make a fafe retreat, Left, when to judgment cited by my wrath, 6^ Not one can fave you from eternal death : And you, ye righteous, you your voices raife, In fongs of gratitude, in hymns of praife ; This to eternal happinefs the road. This, this will place you nigh the throne of God. 70 PSALM LI. 1 AX God of mercy view my pleading tears, \^ And hear a contrite Tinner's earneft pray'rs ; 2 My fpotted foul from her defilements clean, O wafh me, waOi me, from my crying fin ; 3 With fhame, with anguifh I my crime confefs ; 5 Abafh'd, 1 own my horrid wickednefs : 4 'Gainft thee I've finn'd •, my horrid guilt thou view'ft. And with immediate vengeance flridl purfu'fl ; That man may own impartial juftice thine. And flop their cenfures 'gainft thy pow'r divine. 10 5 But ah ! remember, Lord, tho' great my blame. E'en from the womb my firft infedion came \ In fin was I conceiv'd, in fin brought forth. And came a vile offender from the birth : 6 While thou a foul from all contagion free, 15 Doft ftill demand rich in fimplicity; A foul, with wifdom arm'd, with innocence, A foul unfpotted by a vile offence. 7 Be thine the glorious work, O let me fhew Far purer in thy fight than whiteft fnow: 20 8 With peacCj with joy, with gladnefs fill my mind ; So fliall my weaken'd limbs frefti vigour find : 9 Let not thine eyes my fliocking guilt furvey. But wafh the filth of all my fins away ; 10 Cleanfe thou my heart, O God, from ev'ry ftain, 25 Renew my foul that fiie her health regain. II And The PSALMS of DavidV 63 1 1 And not in anger turn away thy face. But flill with thy enliv'ning fpirit blefs ; 12 O ftill my hopes of happinefs reftore ; Uphold me ftill, that I may fall no more : 30 13 So fliall tranfgreflbrs, who thy mercy fee, Forfake their errors, and give praife to thee. 14 O free me from the blood I bafely fpilt ; O cleanfe my foul from that enormous guilt ; Then fliall my tongue thy tender mercies fing, 35 Thy righteous judgments hymn almighty King. 15 Ope thou my lips, O Lord, and I will raife My graceful voice, to celebrate thy praife ; 16 The offer'd vidlim thou doft not demand ; The vid:im elfe fhou'd 'fore thy altar ftand : 40 17 Pleas'q with a nobler facrifice thou art, A broken fpirit, and a contrite heart. 18 Still Sion's hill, ftill Salem's walls defend. Be ftill, O God, thy people's pow'rful friend ; 19 Then pure their off 'rings, pure their hearts (hall be, 45 The chafteft vows fhall they put up to thee j The fatted goats thy facred fires fliall feed. And the young bullock at thy altar bleed. PSALM LIT. 1 \\J^^ <^oft thou, tyrant, boaft thy crimes aloud? V V Our God is ever to the righteous good. 2 Thy guileful tongue (a falfehood ev'ry word) More fharply pierces than the fliarpeft fword ; 3 Mifchief thou lov'ft, and goodnefs doft defpife ; 5 Truth has thy hate, thy dear amufement lies j 4 A flander, big with ruin, gives thee joy : 5 Therefore th' avenging God fliail thee deftroy. Shall root thee out, that thou be feen no more^ And man in vain thy dwelling fliall explore. 10 6 This fliall the righteous fee with joyful fear. Smile at thy punifliment, and Heav'n revere : 7 Lo ! this the man (they cry) with impious pride. Who brav'd his maker, and his pow'r defy'd ^ Who ©4 'rhe PSALMS of T>avid: Who his frail riches made his ftrength, and flrove 15 By villain arts to mate our God above ! 8 For me, I'll like an Olive flonrifh long, I'll in the mercies of my God be llrong ; I in his houfe will dwell, and night and day The wonders of his mighty arm difplay, 20 9 His glorious works, his clemency proclaim. And hail for ever his tremendous name. PSA L M LIII. 1 f I ^HE impious Atheift, in his folly proud, 1 At one almighty being laughs aloud : Corrupt they're all, from virtue's paths they turn. And in the quenchlefs fires of luft they burn ; Their fhocking crimes, their vile impieties, c Demand tremendous vengeance from the fkies. 2 Th' All-high looks down from his etherial throne^ To fee if man his Ibv'reign pow'r will own. If yet the fons of earth accept his fway. His name revere, and his dread will obey. 10 3 Ah no ! not one ! they 'gainft their God confpire, Purfue the dicftates of each wild defire. In filthy fcenes their precious hours employ. And make their horrid crimes their fliocking joy. 4 Does then rank frenzy- o'er the wicked reign, 15 That they fuch hideous blafphemies maintain ; That they my people as their prey devour. And obftinate rejed almighty pow'r ? 5 Yet fure difheart'ning fears their breads ihall wound, And confcious horrors fhall their foul furround ; 20 For God fhall flrike them with a fore difmay, Shdll break their bones, and fcatter them away ; With fhame his vengeance has their fteps befet. And fure perdition fliall their fouls await. £ From Sion's hill O that the Lord wou'd fend 25 His fpeedy aid, and Jacob's fons defend ; Wou'd his own people from their bondage free, And give them back their native liberty ! Then ^lou'd the race of Ifrael fhout for joy. And their glad tongues in grateful praife employ. 30 PSALM The PSALMS of Davip, 65 PSALM LIV. r QJAVE me, my God, proted: me from the foe, ^ That all may fear thy name, thy pow'r may know^ 2 Lift to my pray'r, O turn a gracious ear, 3 For ftrangers ftrike my heart with fudden fear, Againft my peace the fierce opprefTors rife, 5 And have not fet thy vengeance 'fore their eyes. 4 But lo ! the Lord's my help, he'll free my foul \ He'll the vile fchemes of cruel men controul -, 5 By their own impious arts themfelves fhall fall, And in the toils they've laid fhall perifh all. IQ 6 Therefore to him my ofF'rings I will pay. His praife I'll fing, his goodnefs I'll difplay \ 7 For he from my diftrefs will fet me free, And give fuccefs againft my enemy. PSALM LV, 1 A >J Y earneft pray'r, O heav'nly Father, hear^ XVX ^^^ f^ f% fuppliant fervant be fevere ; 2 View with what forrow fwells my anguifh'd breaft^ What fatal griefs deny my foul her reft, 3 'Caufe of the malice of oppreiiive foes, 5 The bitter hate with which they've 'gainft me rofe, The killing flanders on my fame they caft, Their caufelefs fury that will ever laft. 4 Pain'd is my heart, and forely weeps within. My heart the horrors of the grave has feen •, JQ 5 A fudden tremor on my fyftem falls, A fudden terror my fad foul appalls. 6, 7, 'Twas then, I faid, O cou'd 1 fly away, Cou'd to fome lone retreat myfelf convey ; O cou'd I wing it like the plaintive dove ; i^ Soon to the defarts, to the woods I'd rove \ 8 Swifter than winds I'd fkim the liquid air. Reach the wild wafte, and feek my folace there. ^ Deftroy them, Lord, confound each villain-tongue. For range the city violence and wrong 5 20 F 10 Or 66 lihe PSALMS of David. 10 Or night or day, their mifchiefs never fail ; Their monflrous crimes in ev'ry flreet prevail, 1 1 Within her walls each horrid guilt is found ; Rage, av'rice, fraud, deceit, and luil abound. 12 Had fprung my mis'ries from an open foe, 25 I fliou'd expeft, and ward againft the blow ; Or if fome mighty tyrant had afifail'd, Myfelf Fad 'gaind his violence conceal'd : 13 But fay, cou'd I my guardlefs foul defend, When thus affaulted by my bofom friend ? 30 14 Once fo belov'd, I ne'er cou'd from him part. But fhar'd with him the fecrets of my heart. With him in focial converfe fpent the day, With him thy temple fought my vows to pay. 15 Let them no more their horrid mifchiefs breathe, ^^ O fink them, fink them, in eternal death ; Monfters of iniquity from their birth ! Pour, heav'n, thy terrors ; o'erwhelm them earth. 16 While I my God invoke to end my grief, While from his mercy 1 receive relief; 40 17 At morn, at even, while his name I praife. And he defends me, and my foes dilmays : 18, 19 Yes -, thou fhalt give me fafety in the war ; In vain their num'rous bands fhall they prepare, In vain fhall threaten ; I'll in thee be bold, 45 The wonderful, th' almighty God of old. No longer fhall they boafl their cruel pow'r ; Their proud relentlefs hearts fhall rage no more ; 20 Peace they'll pretend, yet fuddenly invade. Nor heed the folemn treaties they have made. 50 21 Smoother than milk, than oil, flows ev'ry word ; Yet wounds more deeply than the keeneft fword. 22 But God my hope, my foul will he fuftain. On him the righteous ne'er rely in vain ; 23 He'll on the wicked dire deflrudion pour, ^^ Them in their youth fhall fudden death devour j Their fhe PSALMS of David.' 6j Their fouls of half their days fhall he deprive. While a long round of years the righteous live. PSALM LVI. 1 y O 1 how my reftlefs foes my life purfue ; I ^ With pity. Lord, th' impending peril view. 2 Many are they my ruin that defire, And infolently proud, my death confpire. 3 But whate'er terrors compafs round my heart, 5 Thou, thou alone my fole prote6lor art •, 4 Thee will I praife, O God, on thee rely. And all attempts of mortal rage defy. 5 Yet conftant they detrac'it from what I fpeak. And to diftrefs me villainoufly feek ; lO 6 To fecret places, they in crouds retreat. And there t' enfnare my guilelefs foul they wait. 7 Shall they efcape, and in their crimes go on ? Rife in thy fearful wrath, and cad them down ; 8 My toils thou numb'refl, and thou know'il my flight ; In thy fair tablet all my tears are writ ; i6 9 AiTur'd I am that when to thee I cry, Thou wilt affifl me, and my foes will fly. lo, II Thee will I praife, O God, in thee I'll trud. And brave the threat'nings of imperious duft; 20 1 2 Sav'd by thy hand from my deftrudive foes. Thee will I praife, to thee Til pay my vows : 13 For thou'it preferve me from the dreary grave. My tott'ring feet, that they not (lip thou'lt fave j Favour'd by thee, long life fhall I enjoy, 25 Long to thy glory Ihall that life employ. PSALM LVII. 1 rTpO thee, good God, I all my blelFings owe ; JL O hear me now -, thy wonted mercy fliew : Beneath the fhelter of thy wings Til rell, 'Till all the dreadful ills are overpaft. 2 Thee I'll invoke, thy gracious aid implore, 5 For ne'er was yet withheld thy faving powV. F 2 2 From 6S The PSALMS of David. 3 From heav'n fhalt thou thy kind afTiftance fend. Me jfhall thy mercy and thy truth defend ; Fmitlefs my foes their impious flanders dart, Fruitlefs diey aim their mifchiefs at my heart. lo 4 E'en tho' 'mong favage lions fierce and fell, 'Mongft rav'nous beails that vomit fire, I dwell, Whofe tongues than keeneil fwords more fatal are, Whofe teeth wound deeper than the pointed fpear, 5 Do thou, O God, exalt thy glory high, 15 Shew to th' aflonifh'd earth thy majefty ; 6 For me their villain toils they now prepare, My poor afflided foulthey feek t'enfnare. For me they've made a pit — in vain they've made. To the fame pit they are themfelves betray'd. 20 7 Fix'd is my heart — my heart's refolv'd, O God, To fpread thy praifes and thy name abroad ; 8 Awake my lyre, my pfaltery — my voice — At early dawn I'll in my God rejoice ; 9 My fong of thee the nations round fhall hear, 25 Struck with the theme, thy pow'r fhall they revere. 10 Por to yon tracelefs clouds, yon heav'ns above, Extend thy truth, thy clemency, thy love : 1 1 Do thou, O God, exalt thy glory high ; Beam on the wond'ring world thy majefty. 30 PSALM LVIII. 1 'XT'E fages, plac'd on judgment's awful fear, jL Say, is your procefs jufl, without deceit ? 2 Ah no ! your hearts in villain fchemes are ftrong. And with the fhew of equity you wrong ; 3 E'en from your infant years from truth you've fbay'd, 5 And the vile didtates of your hearts obey'd : 4, 5 Beneath your tongues a deadly poifon lies ; Your ears you flop when heav'nly wifdom cries ; So the fly afp, when mufick gives th' alarm. Fears, 'tis the magick of fome pow'rful charm. 10 6 But thou, their teeth, O fov'reign ruler, bruife. Thy juftice fure the favage race purfuesj 7 They The PSALMS of David: 69 7 They bend the bow, the guiJtJefs to deflroy ; O break their ihafts, or fruitJefs let them fly •, As mid the pebbles flows the ftreams away, 15 So with a Iwift dellrudion vanilh they j 8 Yes ; Jet them melt, as meJts the Ilow-pac'd fnail ^ Let death with all his terrors them afTail ; Yes, perilh they like an abortive birth. And tread no more with haughty (leps the earth : 20 9 Nor let their offspring long enjoy the day. But with the whirlwinds fweep them quick away \ Let them the fury of thy anger bear, E'er on the pliant grafs the thorns appear. 25 10 The righteous fhall thy awful vengeance fee, And own with joy thy wond'rous equity ; He in their impious blood fhall wafli his i^tt. And fay, the juftice of his God is great ; 1 1 That he our a^lions not indiff 'rent views. But with flrid vengeance wicked man purfues \ 30 That he a life of fandity regards. And with his choiceft gifts that life rewards. PSALM LIX. 1 /'^\ Sov'reign Father, view my (tubborn foes, V^^ With what relentlefs hate they've 'gainft me rofe; 2 The men of blood befet my life around. And on thy mercy all my hopes I found ; 3,4 Lo ! t' entrap my foul, they've fpread the net ; 5 Yea, e'en the mighty to enfnare me wait •, By me un-injur'd, they with malice glow. And, caufelefs, their invet'rate hatred fhew. 5 O Lord Jehovah, fov'reign ruler, rife. On their malicious efforts caft thine eyes ; 10 Thefe vile tranfgreffors of thy flatutes chafe. Nor plead thy mercy for the impious race. 6 From early dawn, like rav'ning dogs, they rage, Whofe famifh'd maws no rapine can affwage, And, when the fun his daily talk gives o'er, 15 They fright the peaceful city with their roar. F 3 7 From 70 The PSALMS of David. 7 From their vile mouths they caft forth bitter words. Which wound more deeply than the keened fwords •, For blood, for blood they roam with open cry. And thy omnifcience and thy pow'r defy. 20 8 But thou'lt, O God, not leave me thus forlorn ; Thou view'fl their mad impieties with fcorn ; 9 My ilrong defence art thou, v/hen foes invade j Therefore with padence will I wait thy aid. 10 Thou wilt prevent me with thy kind relief, 25 Thy pow'rful hand will diffipate my grief-. And, while thou fhalt my rageful foes deftroy. My grateful heart fhall glow with ceafelefs joy. 1 1 Yet, Lord, our fhield, yet fiay them not, left we Forget the gratitude we owe to thee ; 30 But bring their proud, their cruel fpirits down. And let them wander in a land unknown : 12 And, 'caufe their virulent invenom'd tongues Were fili'd with falflioods, and with kilhng wrongs, 'Caufe with their horrid oaths they thee defy'd, 35 Let them be taken in their impious pride. 13 Confume them. Lord, confume them in thy wrath. Root out their race, and ftrike them all with death. That the wide earth may know, that Jacob's God The great avenger of the righteous ftood : 40 14 Or, like to rav'ning dogs, from early dawn. Around the city let them roam forlorn. And, when the fun his daily tafk gives o'er. Let them for want of food in anguifh rear. 15 Yet let them roam, and let them roar in vain, 45 Nor a poor pittance to fupport them gain. 16 While I thy wond'rous pow'r will fing aloud. At morn will fing the mercies of my God, My God, that made my cruel f3es to ceafe. My God, who gave me llrength, who gave me peace. 50 PSALM rhe PSALMS of David. 71 PSALM LX. 1 /^FFENDED with our crimes, O holy God, V^ Thou'lt cad us off, and fcatter'd us abroad ; Yet ftill thy juft difpleafure, Lord, reftrain. And turn thee to thy chofen race again. 2 Lo ! thro' thine anger quakes our earth with fear, 5 Opes with difmay, her lecret (lores appear — Clofe up her wounds, her dreadful tremors flay, Confirm her bafe, and all our fears allay,; 3 In fad, in wild aftoniiliment we fink. And of thy bitt'reft indignation drink. 10 4 But lo ! the Lord has heard ; he'Jl give his aid •, See his bright banners in the heav'ns difplay'd j 5 The pious fouls that worfliip him, to free, To give them from their terrors liberty. 6 Gracious he fpeaks, and holy are his words ; 15 (What heav'nly joy his awful voice affords ?) Fair Shechem's fertile fields thy lot fliall be, I'll mete out Succoth's lovely vale for rhee ; 7 The faithful tribes of Ifrael, arn't they mine. To me confirm'd by fan6lions moff divine ? 20 Therefore their great protedor I'll be found ; 8 Therefore for them I'll curb the nations round ; I'll lay them all beneath their conqu'ring feet ; Idume, Moab, Palefline fubmit. 9 Who to yon lofty Town the way will fhew ? 25 To Edom's tow'ring gates our leader who ? 10 Say, wilt not thou, O God, tho' in thy wrath Thou'ft call us off^ and menac'd us with death ? Say, wilt not thou, tho' late thine anger rofe. And thou not ledft us 'gainft our haughty foes ? 30 1 1 But now, dread Father, thy affi (lance give. For vain are humane aids, and but deceive. 12 Our leader thou, moft valiantly we'll fight. We'll conquer, and we'll triumph in thy might ; Our leader thou, our haughty foes (hall bleed, o,^ And on their necks vidorioufly we'll tread. F 4. PSALM ^^ Ike PSALMS of DaVii5. PSALM LXI. 1 A LL-clement God, attend my earneft cry ; i. jr\ In diftant lands tho' rove, an exile, I, Thee in my heart's diftrefs will I invoke. Thee will I make my llrength, my (hield, my rock : 3 A fhelter moft feciire in thee I've found, 5 A firm fupport v/hen cruel foes furround. 4 Therefore beneath thy wings alTur'd, I'll reft. And leek the temple with thy prefence bleft : 5 For thou my faithful vows haft conftant heard, For me a noble heritage prepar'd, 10 To rule the nations, who thy laws obey-. To make them happy by rhy gentle fway. 6 Thou to the king a length of days wilt give. Thou to a bleft old age fhalt bid him live ; 7 Long in thy houfe that he may fuppliant bendj 15 Reach forth thy bleflings with a lib'ral hand ; S Then free from dangersj and devoid of fear. My grateful tongue, thy mercies fhall declare, To thee continual anthems I will fing, And hail the glorious God, that guards the king. 20 PSALM LXII. i "^ /f Y foul refts only on her mighty God, XVjL From him her fafety, and herftrength has flowed: 2 My rock of refuge he, my fure defence ; Hence, ye vain fears •, — ye idle terrors, hence ; 3 Ye fons of mifchief, with weak malice fraught, -5 How long will ye indulge each treach'rous thought ? Soon fhall ye be deftroy'd — ye foon fhall fall, And break to pieces, like a tumbling wall. 4 Vainly you all your empty efforts try, To ruin him, whom God exalts on high ; lO - Vainly you falfe defigning friendfhips feign ; "Vain are your lies, your imprecations vain. 5 Mean while, my foul, reft oh thy mighty God ; From him thy fafety, and thy ftrength has flow'd 5 65 7 Thy rock of refuge he, thy fure defence ; 15 Hence, ye vain fears, ye idle terrors hence ! 8 On ; rhe PSALMS of David. 73 8 On him, ye people, conflantly rely ; Pour forth your hearts, he'll not the boon deny. 9 Surely the great, the proudeft potentate. And the poor wretch that mourns his abjed flate, 20 'Fore him are equal weigh them in the fcales With vanity, and vanity prevails. 10 Truft not in wealth by violence obtain'd -, 'Twill go as fleetly, as 'twas bafely gain'd : Riches flow in ; but make them not your boafl ; 25 Swiftly they wing away, and foon are lofl-. 1 1 Once God has fpoke, and twice I've heard him fay. To him alone belongs eternal fway : 12 And I'll avow, and fpeak it all abroad, Jufl:ice and mercy both belong to God. 30 PSALM LXIII. 1 "A /TY God, at early dawn to thee I'll pray -, XVX ^^y ^^^^^ ^hy prefence feeks the live-long day ; My weak, my languid fyfl:em thee demands, As thirfh for kindly rain the parched lands j 2 Thy pow'r, thy radiant glory to behold, 5 Which in thy houfe thou-wanteft to unfold : 3 For fweeter far than length of days, to me Is thy ador'd, thy blefl; benignity, 4 Thee will I praife, while lafts this vital frame. My grateful tongue fhall eccho forth thy name. 10 5 Not fo my body choicefl: cates revive. As tranfports to my heart thy praifes give. 6 At night I make thy tender love my fong ; At morn thy mercies tune my raptur'd tongue ; 7 For thou fupports me with thy mighty pow'r j 15 Beneath thy fhelt'ring wings I ftand fecure ; 8 Thou art my foul's defire, my heart's beft love ; Thy fl:rong right hand upholds me as I move j 9 While they who feek my ruin fl:rait fliall go Down to the difmal dreary fliades below ; 20 10 Soon 74 ^he PSALMS of David. 10 Soon fhall they perifh by the fatal fword. Their hfelefs limbs by rav'ning wolves devour'd. 1 1 But the glad king, and who their God revere. Shall glory in the name by which they fwear ; Of his tremendous wrath difplay the pow'r, 25 While fools in filence Hiall their crimes deplore. PSALM LXIV. 1 TV /€Y foes aflault me with relentlefs hate ; X T X tlear me, my God, thy favour I intreat ; 2 O fave me from the vile infidious fnare. The fecret toils they 'gainft my life prepare. 3 Their tongues are whetted like their pointed fwords -, 5 More deep than arrows, wound their bitter words : 4 That at the jufl in fecret they may aim, And, fearlefs, ilrike the heart that's free from blame. 5 Encourag'd by each other, in their guile. They fland refolv'd, and at difcov'ry fmile : 10 6 Mifchief their ev'ry thought, their fole employ, Mifchief they make their folace, and their joy. 7 But not from thee can they their crimes conceal -, They foon the arrows of thy wrath fliall feel : 8 They by their own envenom'd tongues fhall die — 15 With dread amaze fliall they, that view it, fly s 9 The jullice of an angry God fhall own. And make the terrors of thy vengeance known : 10 While righteous men, well grounded in their hope, . Shall give their faithful fouls the fulleft fcope j 20 Still trufl in thee, and glory in thy name. And hail their gracious God with loud acclaim. PSALM LXV. 1 TN Sion's facred fane, the joyous lay X Thy name attends ; their votive off 'ring pay Thy favour'd tribes, O God — the hallo w'd blood Flows round thy altar in a purple flood. 2 Propitious, thou our faithful vows dofl: hear ^ 5 To thee fhall fly the fons of men in pray'r : 3 Thy T'he PSALMS of David. 75 3 Thy punifhments for fin affli6L me fore ; Cleanfe me, my God, and rhey fhall wound no more. 4 Bleft'is the man whom thou fhalt chufe, a fiiend, And in thy facred temple bid attend ! 10 O glorious Jot ! O heavenly employ ! Thy facred temple fills his foul with joy. 5 The nations tremble with a dread difmay, When thou thy righteous judgments doll difplay. When fail thy terrors on the impious proud, 15 When crown thy bright rewards the humbly good. 6 Great is thy pow'r— when iliatter'd by the ftorm, Thou bidft the mountain on its bafe iland firm. 7 By winds difturb'd, thou lliirft the roaring fea. And doil the tumults of the world allay : 20 8 Thy thunder rolls, thy rapid lightnings glare. Tremble the hearts of all with awful fear -, Breaks forth thy fun, and gives to nature birth ; Owns thy beneficence the quicken*d earth. 9 Thou pourTc thy waters on the thirffy foil ; 25 The fatten'd lands reward the ploughman's toil : With fruitful fhow'rs revivefl thou the fields. And the rich glebe its golden produ6b yields. 10 Falls on the ftubborn earth thy pearly dew; The plains in all their verdant pride we view. 30 11 Or on the ridgey hills, or in the vales. The glad'ning influence of thy pow'r prevails. 12, 13 Gaily the herds along thy pafture rove. Climb the fleep cliff, or trace the leafy grove : Where'er they tread the herbs and flow'rs abound ; '^^ Rich afHuence covers the enameli'd ground : Their God, the hills, the plains, the vallies fing, And blefs the bounties of their heav'nly King. PSALM LXVI. 1 "XT^E fcatter'd nations, fing in tuneful lays, X. In loftiefl {trains your great Creator's praife ; 2 Sing, fing the honours of his holy name. Extol his glory, and his pow'r proclaim. 3 With 76 The PSALMS of David. 3 With rev'rence fay ; thou fovVeign Lord of all, 5 Who mad'ft yon heav'ns, and this terreftial ball, How dreadful is thy pow'r ? Beneath thy feet Crouch thy proud foes, and to thy rule fubmit ; 4 To thee the earth fhall pious homage pay, Sing to thy name, thy glorious name difplay. 10 5 Approach and hear the wonders of our God ; With his ilupendous works the world he aw'd ; 6 He drove the waters from their oozy bed. And on firm ground his favour'd people led ; With joy they view'd their God their feet fuflain j 15 With joy they walk'd, as on a Row'ry plain. 7 O'er all, o'er all, he holds eternal fway, His eyes the nations of the earth furvey ; Hear this, ye wicked, and rebel no more. Left you too late your wretched pride deplore. 20 8 Ye people, blefs the great almighty Lord ; By ev'ry nation be his name ador'd ; 9 Our fouls does he fupport ; in him we live -, From him protedtion in our paths receive : 10 For thou haft- prov'd us. Lord ; our hearts thou'ft try'd. As by the flame the filver's purify'd ; 26 1 1 Our feet haft hamper'd in th' infidious net. Our way with fore diftrefles haft befet : 12 The threat'ning tyrants gali'd us in their wrath -, Thro', fires, thro' mad'ning floods w'encounter'd death : Yet ftill thy mercy bad our terrors ceaf€ ; 31 Again thou'ft giv'n us life, thou'ft giv'n us peace ; 13, 14 Therefore I'll to thy temple fuppliant go. And pay with gratitude the promis'd vow : 15 The fatted bullock, and the horned ram, ^^ The browfing goat, the young and guilelefs lamb. 16 Approach, attend, who your Creator fear. To me his wond'rous goodnefs, I'll declare. 1 7 Gracious he heard when proftrate I implor'd ; ('And be the God, that heai's our pray'rs ador'dj 40 18 The ne PSALMS of David. yy 1 8 The impious fouls that not his name revere, Tho'*Joudly they invoke, he fcorns to hear: 19 But me, he heard ; his mercy not deny'd ; And gave immediate folace, when I cry'd : 20 Therefore fince he my finking foul has rais'd, 45 His honour'd name eternally be prais'd. PSALM LXVII. 1 T" ORD, on thy people ht thy mercy fhine ; I J To us extend thy clemency divine, 2 That to the world thy goodnefs may be known, That earth thy great beneficence may own. 3 That thee the realms in joyous fongs adore, 5 And hymning congregations chant thy pow'r. 4 Let ev'ry age exult with pious joy ; Their tongues in praife let all mankind employ. For thou, of all the fov'reign judge, difplay'ft Thy righteous juRice, and with wifdom fway'fl. 10 5 Praife all, tl^y glorious name, all pow'ful King, And in fjbhmeil ftrains thy mercy fing : 6 For thou flialt glad our lands with rich encreafe, With wine, with oyl, the fruitful plains thou'lt blefs ; 7 On the whole earth thy bounties wilt thou pour, 15 And all her fons with rev'rence ihall adore. PSALM LXVIII. 1 "D ISE, fov'reign Lord, in all thy glory rife, X\. Lo ! vile impiety thy prefence flies, 2 Ihc wicked, lo ! thy prefence fly thro' fear. Like fmoke they vaniili into empty air*, "With terrors at thy juftice they expire, /j And melt like wax diflblving in the fire. 3 Not fo the righteous, fill'd with pious joy. In loud Hofannahs they their hours employ, 4 Sing, gracious God, thy great refifl:lefs fway. And all the wonders of thy pow'r difplay •, 10 How on thy Heav'ns, in thy triumphal car. Thou rid'ft, fupported by the ambient air •, 5 How o'er ungrateful man thy cares extend. The orphans father, and the widows friend ; 6 How 78 the PSALMS of David. 6 How thou, Hi 11 to fnpply the human race, i^ With a large ifllie crown'ft the chafte embrace ; How, when the fettered captives fue to thee. Benign thou hear'd'il, and giv'ft them liberty ; Doft curfe the ftubborn, the rebellious bands With barren fields, with defolated lands. 20 7 When Ifrael's favour'd tribes, from bondage freed. Thro' the dry defart, gracious, thou didft lead, 8 Trembled low earth, aftonifli'd at thy pow'r ; The Heav'ns above pour'd down their watry flora ; E'en Sinai's top, at thy dread prefence ftruck, 25 E'en Sinai's tow'ring top with terror fhook. 9, 10 Parch'd with the drought, when gape the thirfty plains. Thou fend'fl in plenteous fhow'rs thy fruitful rains, By the glad fhow'rs refrefh'd, the teeming earth Opens her womb, and gives to nature birth ; 30 See the rich fields with rip'ning herbage gay. The lofty trees their various fruits difplay : Thefe blefTings to thy chofen dofl thou give. To that juft race, that in thy precepts live. 1 1 When threat'ning kings pour'd forth their num'rous bands. And flruck with horrid fear the tremb'Hng lands, 0^6 Spoke the high God ; his mandate flrait obey'd The tott'ring matron, and the tim'rous maid. 12 The haughty tyrants vaunt their troops in vain ; They turn, they fly, they fall, they ftrew the plain. 40 The maids, the matrons to the plunder hie. And blefs the God that gives the vi6lory ; They hymn his glory in harmonious lays. And tune their harps to celebrate his praife. 1 3 Tho' 'mid the pots In fmoke and ^\ih ye lie, 45 Ye flill the dove in beauty fhall outvie ; The dove, whofe wings with pleafure you behold. With filver fpread, her feathers ting'd in gold, 14 Yes, Salem, that alate in darknefs lay, (Vanquifli'd her pow'rful foes with dread difmay) s^ In "The PSALMS of David. 79 In fplendour rifes, far above her hope. And Ihews more fair than Salmon's fnowy top. 15, 16 Let Bafhan. boaft his head enwrapt in clouds. His fpacious forefts, and his fpreading woods ; Vainly it emulates that facred hill, 3^ Where Heav'n's all-pow'rful Lord delights to dwell : 17 E'en he, of human race the fire, the friend. Whom thoufand tho^fand Cherubims attend. Whom thoufand thoi^fand glitt'ring cars await. Whether to Sinai's height he rides in flate ; Co Whether his prefence does the temple grace. To him uprear'd by his peculiar race ; 18 Whether, triumphant o'er rebellious foes. Up to yon flarry realms above he goes ; His ftubborn foes in captive chains are led ; 6^ His conqu'ring arm, fo late defpis'd, they dread ; They own him now the univerfal King, And to his hallow'd fane their vidims bring. 19 Prais'd be the mercies of our fov'reign God ; Who'as daily bleffings on our lives beftow'd ; 70 20 Our great falvation thou, in thee we breathe ; 'Tis thou that giv'ft, and faveft us from death : 21 Thou wound'fl the rebel's head — by thee he dies; With his black blood the vital fpirit flies ; 22 But to thy tribes bleft mercies doft thou Ihew ; 75 Safe thou proted'ft them from the cruel foe, / Thou thro* the deep again wilt clear their way. As erft thou ledil us thro' the wand'ring fea : 23 That they their feet may dip in royal gore. And e'en their dogs their cruel foes devour. 80 24 They who with rev'rence to thy temple go. The folemn triumphs of our God fhall know ; 25 Shall view the vocal choir, thy praife that fing. That tune the harp, and ftrike the trembling ftring : With raptur'd hearts fhall hear the virgin throng, ^^ With their harmonious timbrels join the fong. 26 In So The PSALMS of David. 26 In joyous fhouts the glad aflemblies rife. And raife thy wond'rous glories to the Ikies ; 27 The fons of Benjamin the concert join. The noble youths of Judah's royal line, go The valiant chiefs of Zebulon are there. The chiefs of Napthali renow'd in war. 28 Chiefs, who with fortitude infpir'd by thee. Fought bravely and were crown'd with vidtory. 29 By them fubdu'd, the kings around attend 95 Thy temple, and afore thy altar bend : 30 The hollile bands, that on their prowefs flood. The haughty chieftains that delight in blood. Rebellious when they prove, doft thou fubmit. And mak'fl them lay their lawrels at thy feet. 100 3 1 To thee their tribute Egypt's princes pay. And diftant Ethiopia owns thy fway : 32 Thy praife the kingdoms of the earth fhall fing ; Yes ; hail, ye nations, your eternal King -, In heav'n who rules, with glory bright array'd ; J05 Whofe mighty voice hears all the world with dread , 34, 35 Hail him the God, who gives in war fuccefs, Whofe watchful cares o'er Ifrael never ceafe ; Who is his people's firm fupport and flay j Whofe pow'rful flrength yon low'ring clouds difplay ; Whofe prefence in his temple flrikes with fear: 11 j Hail him, ye nations, and his name revere, PSALM LXIX. 1 T3ENIGN, O hear me, fave me, gracious God 5 ^13 Sinks my fad foul in the o'er-whelming flood 5 2 In the deep mire my feet unfirmly tread ; The threat'ning billows compafs round my head ; 3 My faplefs jaws are funk with conftant cries, 5 Deny their wonted aid my weakn'd eyes. 4 For more in number than rny countlefs hair. The foes, that bear me ceafelefs hatred, are : Each day in numbers flill thofe foes encreafe. And on my rights with rav'nous hand they feize. 10 5 Thou The PSALMS of David. 8i 5 Thou know'fl, O Lord, my innocence of heart ; A witnefs to my guilelefs foul thou art ; 6 Let not my woes affed the good with fhame ; Who know I'm wretched, 'caufe I love thy name. 7 For thee I've born this mis'ry, this difgrace \ 1 5 For thee dillionour overip reads my face : 8 My brothers Iliun me, and my prefence fly, My mother's fons, as if an ahen 1 ; 9 With zeal I burn, to fee thy hallow'd houfe Profan'd, to hear defpis'd the folemn vows. 20 From their vile mouths the blafphemies that fall, With bitt'reft anguifli wring my tortur'd foul. 10 I weep, I fail, or feed upon my tears; While they, infulting, mock my pious cares. 11 In humbhng fackcloth when my limbs are clad, 25 A tale, a proverb and a jefl Fm made \ 12 Th<^ wretched at the gates my mis'ries flour. And I'm the fing-fong of the drunken rout. 13 But tho' thro' grief I feel a fl:rong decay. Thee ftill, dread father, will I make my flay ; 30 I'll on thy juftice, on thy love depend. For thou art. ever to. the good a friend. 14 O free me, free me from this miry clay, O chafe my caufelefs, cruel foes away : 15 My foul from finking in the waters keep, 35 And fave me from the horrors of the deep. 16 Hear me, my God, thy mercy's fliill the fame, And in that mercy I proteftion claim : J 7 On thee relying, I to thee have pray'd : Turn not thy face, but grant a timely aid •, 40 1 8 Propitious come, redeem my flnking foul^ And the vile counfels of my foes controul. 19 Thou know'fl-, O Lord, the infamy, the fhame. From them I've fuffer'd, 'caufe I love thy name ; 20 Griev'd my pain'd heart ; yet none v/ould fliare my grief. No friend confol'd me, or wou'd give relief: 46 G 21 For §2 rhe PSALMS of David. 2 1 For food I afk'd -, they mix'd with gall my meat \ For drink, an Aconite they 'fore me fet ; 22 O be their tables to themfelves a fnare, O turn their plans for peace to fatal war ; 50 2 3 Darken their eyes that they no longer fee. Weak be tlieir loins, their bodies languid be: 24 On them the fury of thine anger pour \ Bear they thy vengeance, 'till they breathe no more ; 25 Their homes with no inhabitant be bleft, ^>j And in their tents let rav'ning beflials ^eil \ 26 For they've inftilted thofe, who feel tTi'y vVrath, And vvith their taunts have wounded, worfe than death ; 27 Crime let them add to crime, that they mayn't know The bleft effefts that from thy mercy flow'-,,. 60 28 Their impious names let not life's volumes hold ; Among the living be they not enroU'd. 29 But poor, affli(5led, indigent am I ; Raife me, O God ; and {tt me fafe on highj 30 Then I in honour of thy name will fing, 6^ And to thy glory fit the trembling ftring ; 31 More grateful this, than if th' aroni'ng blood Of horned viftim on thy altar flow'd. 32 This fhall the humble fee with pious joy, And in glad praife their faithful hearts employ. 70 71, For hears the Lord the poor ; he'll not defpife Flis pray'r, who for his name in bondage fighs : 34 Praife him, earth and feas and heav'ns above. And all, in earth, in fea, in air that move : 2^ Sion he'll fave •, and Judah's cities build y^ So ftrong, that not to force, to time they'll yield ; ^6 Her fertile lands his people (hall enjoy. And leave them to their offspring when they die. Their offspring, who, like them, iliall long poflefs. While him they ferve, their bleft domains in peace, ^o PSALM Trje PSALMS of David. 83 PSALM LXX. 1 r'ipiO thee in my diftrels I prodrate fall •, X ^ieft Father, aid me, for on thee I call * 2 Let fliame, let bafe diflionour them confound. Who by infidious fnares my foul wou'd wound : When calls the trumpet's fpritely voice to arms, 5 Strike thou their hearts, O God, with dread alarms ; 3 That they may to their coward terrors yield. Turn bafely back, and trembling fly the field : 4 While they who truft in thee, thy laws who love. Their grateful hearts in joyous anthems prove, 10 Thy mercies to the righteous magnify. And raife their Maker's praifes to the flcy. 5 Poor tho' I am, tho' mifery is mine^ Yet have I folace in thy aid divine : My great dehv'rer, thou, my iirength^ my flay ; 15 diffipate my griefs, nor make delay. PSALM LXXI. 1 TTN thee, all-clement God, my hopes I place ; 1 O never let thy ferVant know difgrace ; 2 But hear •, rhy kind indulgent mercies fhew. And let thy juftice free me from i\\t foe. .;>, 4, 5 My rock, my fortrefs, my falvation thou, 5 Hope of my youth, and objedl of my vow, To thee. I fly, as to a fure defence. To thee bleil guaixiian of my innocence: O caufe the fc hemes of cruel men to fail ; Nof let their efforts 'gainft my peace prevail. 10 6 To me'thy mercies have been always great •, 7'hofe mercies ofc I gratefully repeat. How from my birth thy good nefs thou hall: fhewn, How from my infant-years thou'll led me on. 7 Now of derifion I an objed: prove \ 15 Yet ftill my certain refuge is thy love. 8 Therefore while glads the radiant fun the day, " Thy honour, J, thy glory will difplay. G 2 Q Of 84 The PSALMS of David. 9 Of Impious foes prote6l me from the rage. And not forfake me in my feeble age ; 2p 10 Conftant their fecret mifchiefs they prepare. And greatly hope, they fhall my Jife enfnare. J 1 His God denies him aid ; he's ours, they cry. Now feize him, take him, and the wretcii deftroy. 12 But thou, O God, thy kind affiftance Jend, 25 Baffle their hopes, and my poor foul defend : 13 With vile difhonour, and with fliame meet they, 'To certain ruin who'd my Heps betray ; Infatuate thou their fchemes, their hearts confound. Who make it all their joy my foul to wound. 30 14 For in thy mercy conftantly Fll hope ; Til praife the bounteous God, that rais'd me up ; 15 Thy lov^e unmerited I'll daily fing. And to thy glorious name attune the firing : 16 Extol the pow'r that gives me ilrength in war, '^s And thy ftridl juftice faithfully declare. 1 7 My youth thou'ft guided in the perfedl road ; Nor have I prov'd ungrateful to my God : 1 8 Now then, when age with all its ills opprefs -, Now not defert me in my deep diflrcfs ; 40 That I to nations yet unborn may fing. The pow'r, the mercy, of my heav'nly king. -i^ Thyjuflice, Lord, afcends yon heav'ns above j O dread Creator, who like thee can prove ? 20 True ; thou didft plunge me in the depths of grief, 45 But foon thy mercy gave my foul relief : 21 Pow'r, wealth, and honour foon didfb thou fupply. And gav'ft me peace and happinefs t' enjoy. 22 Therefore my pfaltery and my harp difplay Thy truth, O Ifrael's God, from day to day ; 50 23 Therefore my foul, by thee redeem'd from woe. In ardent praife her gratitude fhall fhew ^ 24 Therefore thy righteous ads fhall fill my tongue j The juftice of my God my conflant fong, Who The PSALMS of David. 85 Who on my foes did dire deftrudion pour, 55 My foes, who fought his fervant to devour. PSALM LXXII. I T* ET me, good God, my righteous fuit obtain, I J Impartial o'er my people let me reign ; And for my fon (O hear a ikher's pray'r) Some portion of thy juftice let him fli^re. .2 By equal laws thy tavour'd nations fway, 5 Nor turn from pleading poverty away^ 3 Then fhall the hills exalt their heads in peace -, The woods and plains fliall heav'n-born juftice blefi. 4 With equity the injur'd \ti him hear. While hard oppreifors his refentment fear; 10 Safe let the poor to his proteftion fly, Afllir'd that he'll immediate aid fupply : 5 That, while the beamy fun fliall gild the day. And the pale moon fhines forth with borrow'd ray. The ages yet to come may dread thy pow'r, 15 Thy will revere, thy glorious name adore. 6 Down from high heav'n return the lovely maidj And o'er the nations all her influence flied ; As from thy goodnefs falls the fleecy rain. And fpreads a glorious plenty o'er the plain. 20 7 His fceptre let the virtues all attend ; Prove to the virtuous he a fteady friend ; Long let them flourifli while celeftial peace Their fouls with all her balmy fweets lliall blefs. 8 Extend his wide domains from fea to fea, 25 While only Earth's own bounds confine his fway •, 9 Be his vafl: Ethiopia's defart land. And own his fuppliant foes his dread command : Bow at his awful feet, and grace implore, Their heads with humbling aflies cover'd o'er. 30 10 To him their gifts the world's high mafters bring, Tarfus proud prince, i^rabia's haughty king. And all the monarchs of the ifles, whofe bounds Old ocean with his ftormy floods furrounds. 1 1 'Fore him fall all that have imperial fway ; ^^ Him all the nations of the globe obey. G 3 12 May 86 rbe PSALMS of David. 1 2 May he the wretched in their mis'ries aid ; 1 3 And free the poor when cruel foes invade ; 14 From fraud, from violence their fouls protect. And to their urgent plea have due refpedl. 40 15 Crown'd v/ith bright glory, long may he furvive ; And Sheba's yellow tribute long receive ; For him his people long put up their pray'rs, And blefs the influence of his royal cares. 16 May e'en the defart hills their harvefts yield, 45 (Their fterile jops with golden plenty fill'd) The tow'ring corn iu. waving ears fhall fliew. As on proud Lebanon the cedars bow ^ "While o'er the city fpreads a num'rous race As on the fertile plains the verdant grafs. , ^o 1 7 Long may the glories of his name endure. His mem'ry laft, 'till time itfelf's no more ; His people, bleft in him, as he in them. Him equally their prince and father deem. i^ Praife, might and majefty to Ifrael's God, 55 Vv'ho fheds his wond'rous beauties all abroad ! 19 Eternal honours wait upon his name ! Praife him, ye fons of men, v/ith loud acclaim ; O'er the v/ide world his glorious name be known. And fall the nations proitrate 'fore his throne 1 60 PSALM LXXIII. 1 TT^^ mercies to the good will heav'n enfure, J[ J[ ^^ ^^^ whofe hands are clean, whofe hearts are purej 2 And yet how near Fd from my duty ftray'd. When I the counfels of his wifdom weigh'd ? 3 Mad was my heart when I the wicked faw, 5 Who made their impious wills their only law, When I beheld them of their pov/'r poflefl. With health, with peace, with profp'rous fortune bleft. 4 Vigorous and firong the paths of life they tread. Hear not mifchance, nor death's grim horror dread; 10 5 The anxious cares that other men deprefs. The killing griefs that righteous fouls diftreis. Are "The PSALMS of David. 87 Are never theirs ; in happy eafe they Jive, Flow in their joys, and know not how to grieve. 6 Therefore with infolence, with pride they fwell, 15 No pangs for injur'd innocence they feel. But violence and rapine make their joy. And call it wond'rous glory to deftroy. 7 Fill'd are their barns, and countlefs is their ilore j Yet their infatiate fouls ftiil thiril; for more ; 20 More ilill they have, — how fair their lots are caft? More than their wanton luxury can wafle. 8 Corrupt their hearts, opprefTions all tlieir thought, With vafl ideas of themfelves are fraught -, Proud is their fpeech, and lofty are their eyes *, 25 9 Still higher in their monftrous guilt they rife •, Not with their infults en the world content, ''Gainfl heav'n's high King their blafphemies they vent. 10 With fouls aftonifli'd this the righteous viev/ ; See ever flreaming tears their cheeks bedew ; 30 11 Surely (they cry) our God is furelyjuft! W^ill he not punifli fuch imperious dull ? 1 2 If fuch profperity the wretch attends, Whofe daring blafphemy high heav'n offends ; If wealth, if honours to the impious flow, -^^ Who fuch con fum mate infolence dare fliew ; 13 Vainly our hearts we've cleans'd from ev'ry flain, We've walh'd our hands in innocence in vain. 14 Why fuch continu'd anguifh do we bear ? Why guard qur anions with fuch fruitlefs care ? 40 15 But foon thofe wild furrnifes I reflrain'd, . Soon my complaining heart with awe I rein'd ; Lefl 'gainil my God I fliou'd have guilty been, And judg'd his condu6l with the fons of men. 16 Yet anxious flill, the latent caufe I fought ; 45 Still the amazing fcene employ'd my thought ; Fruitlefs my fearch 1 no relief cou'd find, A gloomy darknefs overfpread my mind : i^ When to thy temple. Lord, I bent my way -, There on my foul thou beam'dfl a fudden day -, ^o G 4 No 88 rbe PSALMS of David. No more thy favours to the wicked wound ♦, Their fad, their fatal end I ftraitway found. I S I faw, on what a flipp'ry height they flood ; How vain the wealth that conftant to them flow'd ; What poor fupport 'twou'd prove, when o'er their head Thou Ihou'dft the terrors of thy vengeance fpread. 56 19 How in a moment are they all deftroy'd ? How are their honours and their riches void ? 20 Like a mere fieeting dream at night, they are -, A while theyjlrike our fouls with doubt, with fear ; 60 But when awakes our God, the terror's o'er, And they're defpis'd, who mov'd our dread before. 2 1 This 'fore I knew, what gloomy thoughts did roll Within my bread ? what anguifli pain'd my foul ? 22 Stupid, and dull, I like a brute became, 6^ Clouded with ignorance, and funk in fhame. 23 But now, fupported by thy pow'rful hand. Now that thy fecret will I underftand ; 24 Thro' thy propitious influence I revive, And in thy glory humbly hope to live. 70 25 Whom have I, gracious God, in heav'n, but thee ? On earth, who mates thy love, thy clemency ? 26 Broke was my anguifh'd heart, my fpirits fail'd ; And a dead numbnefs o'er my frame prevail'd ; Thou with new vigour didft my foul infpire, j^ And gav'ft my plaining heart her full defirca 27 While on the wicked thy dread judgments fall. And they that thee defpife, fliall perifh all, 28 Thy will I'll follow — thou, my only flay. Oft to m.y foul thy goodnefs didft difplay -, 2>o Blefh with thy love, from doubt, from danger free. Continual anthems will 1 fing to thee. PSALM LXXIV. 1 T TOW long, O Lord, will thy dread anger hold ? JTI How long fliall rav'ning wolves devour thy fold ? 2 Remember, Lord, the purchafe thou haft made, The tribes, redeemed from bondage, by thy aid ; , The bleft inheritance thou call'dft thy own ; 5 The hiil of Sion where thou'ft fix'd thy throne. 3 Arife, "fhe PSALMS of David. / 89 3 Arife, jufl God, reftrain the mad'ning foe. That with fuch impious pride and fury glow. That, infolent and blafphemoufly vain. Thy hallow'd temple with their hands profane. 10 4 Sounds the fhrill trumpet, and the nations roar ; Not they, who thee with humble hearts adore. But thofe thy foes, that vile rebellious race. Who on thy facred tow'rs their ftandards place. 5 Wild with fuccefs they range the city round, 15 They raze thy folemn temple to the ground ; Hark ! the dire crafh ! our finking hearts appalls The dread tremendous ruin, as it falls ; So fall, when conquer'd by redoubled ftrokes, Down the fteep mountain's fide the tumbling oaks. 20 6 They all its glorious ornaments deftroy ; Beetles and bars their cruel hands employ : 7 View the whole fabrick circled round with flame. The fabrick facred to thy holy name. 8 Fully refolv'd, they to each other fay : 25 Be this to Salem^s pride tht final day •, 'Bove other towns, no longer let her foar ; Hangs o'er her fate, and fhe fliall rule no more. 9 Mean while no figns of thy alliftance we, No infpir'd prophet to confole us fee \ 30 Not one, who e'en a flender hope can give. That thou thy wretched people wilt relieve. 10 How long, good God, fhall our infulting foes Sport with thy people, and illude their woes ? How long wilt thou permit them to blafpheme 35 With their reproachful deeds thy facred name ? 1 1 Ah ! why from us thy mighty hand withdrawn ? Ah! why thy once-lov'd tribes left fo forlorn ? 1 2 Of old our leader thou, our guide haft been ; For us thy wond'rous deeds all earth hath feen ; 40 13 At thy command retir'd the foamy fea. And with a double wall fecur'd our way 5 Then 90 "The PSALMS of David. Then back at thy command, obedient flows ; And with her furges overwhelms our foes. 14 The haughty tyrant, infolent and vain, 45 Fierce as the wildeft monfters of the main. Sunk in her waves, and on the defert fhore Was tofi, for rav'nous vultures to devour. 15 Thou fpak'ft — hard rocks a plenteous ilream fupply ; Thou fpak'ft — the rivers leave their channels dry. p^q 16 Thine is the day, O God, and thine the night •, The fun thou gildeft with the beamy light -, 17 Thou keepTt the mad'ning fea within her bounds ; The earth thou ftrengthen'fl with her rocky mounds : When rages winter with her horrid train, ^^ Thou ftill with fuited warmth reviv'ft the plain ; When fcorches fummer with its fultry heat, Thou fann'il: the air and giv'Il a cool retreat. 18 And wilt not thou remember the difgrace. Which cads the wicked on thy faithful race? 60 Wilt thou forget the fhocking blafphemies. Wherewith they thy tremendous name defpife ? 19 From their big infults free thy plaintive dove. The once bleft objedl of thy mighty love. Hear thy affiided people once they boaft, 6^ Nor in oblivion let their cries be loft. 20 O call that holy covenant to mind. Which with moft folemn fandlions thou didft bind ; For dreadful dreary darknefs fhades our head, And cruelty around and rapine fpread, 70 21 O let not they that love thy facred name The indigent, th' oppreft, return with fhame. 22 Arife, almighty Lord, thy pow'r exert-, Thine is the injur'd's caufe — their caufe aflert; With rage befotted, lo! the impious croud "JS Speak 'gainft thy pow'r their blafphemies aloud. 23 Forget not. Lord, their vile opprobrious tongues. Their big impieties, their caufelefs wrongs Still, ftiil, their monft'rous villainies encreafe, And with relentlefs hate they ftill opprefs. So PSALM "the PSALMS of David. 91 PSALM LXXV. TO thee, O God, in fongs of joy we'll raife The tuneful voice, and celebrate thy praile; Thy great, thy wond'rous mercies we'll proclaim. And fing the glories of thy holy name. When comes th' appointed time to judge the earth, 5 I'll call (fays God) my winged counfel forth \ And on that folemn, that tremendous day, 'Fore them my righteous juflice I'll difplay : And, at my prefence tho' this earth dilTolve, Tho' dreadful fears her guilty fons involve •, 10 Yet firm I'll fix her in her wonted fpace, Strengthen her pillars, and fupport her bafe. ? 4 Ye fenfelefs fools 1 how oft have I in vain Warn'd you, your wretched follies to refrain How oft, to leave the fatal road you trod, 15 Nor take up impious arms againft your God ? 5 Say, whence this (liff-neck'd, felf-will'd frenzy fprings? Whence this rebellion 'gaind the King of Kings ? On what frail feeble hopes have ye relied. That thus you raife your crefts with haughty pride ? 20 6 For not the raging north, nor rofy cafl. Nor yet the rainy fouth^ or ruddy well, Can give you wealth, or ^x you on a throne : 7 That fov'reign pow'r pertains to God alone ; 'Tis he that raifes from the dull the poor ; 25 'Tis he brings down the haughty fpirit low'r. 8 For lo ! a flowing cup his hand divine Extends, a cup that glows with purple wine j Mix'd with a deadly poifon is the draught, 'Fore him earth's trembling guilty fons are brought ♦, 30 Lo 1 to the wicked is the potion kt \ The wicked quaff — perdition is their fate. 9 By thee, all nations and all ages hear The God of Jacob thus his will declare : 10 Of impious men, that have my pow'r defied, 0^^ With fearful vengeance I'll confound the pride 5 The 92 The PSALMS of David. The humbly good who in afflidion figh, I'll crown with bright rewards and raife them high. PSA L M LXXVL 1 nr^O fancied Gods while all the nations bend, 1 Our faithful tribes th' almighty Lord attend ; In Judah is his pow'r, his glory known ; 2 Salem's his temple, Sion is his throne. 3 'Twas there he broke the fword, the fhaft, the fpear, 5 And all the deadly implements of war. 4 What bright majeftic terror round him fhone. When he earth's mighty tyrants tumbled down ? 5 Struck by his pow'r, they fell an eafy prey. Sunk in eternal fleep their eyes they lay. 10 6 Vain were the chariots, ufelefs was the fleed ; Trembled at his rebuke their hearts with dread. 7 And juft their fear, for who his rage can ftand ; Who dare the thunder of his vengeful hand ? S,9 Did not, when he, in majefty array 'd, 15 Come down, propitious, to his fervant's aid ; Did not high heav'n the awful fentence hear ? Was not th' aftonifh'd earth (truck mute with fear ? 10 His punifhments that on opprefibrs fall. Rejoice the good, the impious foul appall. 10 1 1 Ye tribes that round his facred temple dwell. Your vidlims offer, and his praifes tell ; 12 Vow to your God, who, dreadful in his wrath. Humbles the haughty monarchs of the earth. PSALM LXXVII. 1 ry^O thee, O Lord, I made my humble pray'r, J^ Thee I implor'd, and, gracious, thou didft hear. 2 To thee alone in my difhrefs I pray'd, With dreadful ills when I was fore difmay'd: To thee the live-long night held up my. hands, 5 Nor wcu'd receive the folace of my friends. 3 On thee alone relying, thee I chofe To heal my heart, to diffipate my woes : My foul with deep, with bitter anguifh pain'd. To thee I therefore heavily complain'd. 10 4- And The PSALMS of David. 93 4 And well might I complain -, for deep no more Wou'd o'er my eyes exert his healing pow'r ^ Tho' on my limbs a heavy ftiipor hung ^ And my continu'd anguifh chain'd my tongue. 5 'Twas then my mind revolv'd my former days, 15 When thee I fung in fweet harmonious lays j 6 My grateful praifes on the tuneful lyre ; The hymns of joy thy mercies did infpire : With thefe ideas long my foul was fraught, And thus wou'd I indulge the penfive thought : 20 7 Will the All-high make me no more his care ? Shall I no more his gracious goodnefs fhare ? 8 Ah ! will his mercy now no more prevail ? And is it poffible his truth fliou'd fail ? 9 Has he his great beneficence forgot ? 25 Will dire refentment bring his love to nought ? 10, I r Soon I repented of the vain fjrmife ; Thy ways of old I fet before mine eyes ; The ever-gracious deeds thy hand has done, The various mercies thou had'fl conftant fhewn ; 30 1 2 The griefs, the dangers thou had'll chas'd away. The quick relief thou gav'ft without delay. 13 Yes, fov'reign Ruler, I thy juftice fee ; For truth, for mercy, who is like to thee ? 14 To the whole earth the wonders of thy pow'r 35 Shew'd thee, the univerfal Governor. 15 When ftruck proud Pharoah with a dread alarm Thy favour'd tribes, them by thy mighty arm 16 Didft thou redeem •, thy arm the waters faw. The troubled depths, and they beheld with awe. 40 17 The heavy clouds obey'd thy great commands. And delug'd with their wat'ry flores the lands. 18 Fell thy deftroying hail ; thy thunders roar'd ; ' Their rapid fires thy forky light'nings pour'd. 19, 20 And when thy people Pharoah's fury fled, 45 When Mofcs and his facred brother led Them 94 "The PSALMS of David. Them thro' the deep, and itrait purfued the foe ; Back on the mad'ning bands the waters flow ; Fain they'd retreat — but their attempts are vain. Sudden they perifli in th' o'erwhehning main : 50 While, as his fleecy flock the fhepherd leads. Thou guid'fl: them thro' the fea — the fea recedes ; Stood on a heap the fea at thy command ; Secure they pafs, and joyful, reach the Itrand. PSALM LXXVIII. 1 'XT'E fons of Ifrael, faithful tribes, attend ; JL A lift'ning ear to thefe my numbers lend ; 2 My flowing numbers marvels fhall unfold, Which were in parables conceal'd of old ; 3 Wliich from our antient fathers we have known ; 5 4 W' hich fliall to late pofherity be fhewn : Yes ; I, no Ample bard, whom Heav'n infpires, (E'en now my foul celefl:ial tranfport fires !) I will the wonders of th' Ahnighty fing. The pow'r, the praifes, of our God, our King. 10 5, 6 For, when he made with ilbraham's favour'd line A league, conflrm'd by fanflions mofl: divine ; Them his peculiar people when he chofe j This, his determin'd will, did he impofe That they his laws, the wonders he had done, 15 For ever to their after-race make known : 7 That, mindful of his mercies, of his word. Firmly they might rely upon their Lord ; The ftatutes that he had ordain'd, obferve, And never from his dread commaandments fwerve : 20 8 Never, like their rebellious fathers, prove Ingrate and fl:ubborn to almighty love ; Never, like them, mifl:ruft his gracious pow'r. But wait his mercy, and his name adore. 9 Ye fons of Ephraim, why, when flrongly arm*d With bow, with fpear, fo dreadfully alarm'd ? Why fly your foes in the embattled field ? Why, when the fight began, fo bafely yield ? 10 Why 25 The PSALMS of David. 95 10 Why ?^ — 'caufe the facred cov'nant they'd forgot, Their God's moft holy law regarded not ; 30 1 1 Forgot the wonders of his mighty hand, 12 His glorious afls in Egypt's faithlefs land ; His glorious a6ls that all their father's faw. That ftruck proud Pharoah's hardned heart with awe. 13 He for their paflage made the fea divide ; 35 Her waves a ramuier form'd on either fide : 1. 14 With a dun cloud he Jed them in the day ; ^ By night a ftream of lire diredls their way , 15, 16 In the dry defert, fainting and a thirft They cry'd — his ears their piteous plaining's pierc'd ; 40 He from the rock h?s plenteous flreams beftovv'd j The rock he flriick, and pour'd a limpid flood. 17 Yet flill they fi'n'd againft his fov'reign pow'r. And by their faithlefs murmurs vex'd him fore : 1 8 Dar'd in their thanklefs hearts to tempt theif God, 45 And afk'd V7ith th' higheft infolence for food, 19 Great was their blafphemy when thus they faid. In the lone de'fart can he furnifh bread ? 20 True; in our need the veiny rock he fmote, A'nd in full torrents gufh'd the waters out -, 50 Food to fupply is fure beyond his pow'r, And where's of bread, of flefh, his fecret flore ? 21 This heard the Lord, and ftrait his anger rofe ; With dread refentment 'gainft his tribes he glows ; 22 'Caufe they, tho' fuch great mercies they'd receiv'd, ^^ Snll wanted faith, nor in his pow'r believ'd, 23 Yet did he open ftrait the doors of heav'n ; 24 Above their hopes, celeftial food was given ; In plenteous fhow'rs th' ambrofial manna fell. Meats that did far all earthly cates txctl j 60 25 O bleft refult of clemency divine ! Meats, fuch as angels eat, he gave benign. 26 He drove the eafl-wind from the fields of air, And bad the fouth his fiaggy wings prepare -, 27, 28 The fouth obey'd, and pour'd a feather'd flood, 65 Birds of the richeft flavour for their food: O'er 96 Tloe PSALMS of David. O'er all th' aflonlfh'd camp in heaps they lay. Thick as the fcatter'd fand along the fea. 29 And now they are with heav'nly cates replete j 30 Yet flill their lufts continue while they eat ; 70 31 E'en while they eat, the God, that's everjufl Made them the victims of their wretched luft ; In his dread fury on the camp he flew. And the moft valiant of their chieftains flew. 32 Yet vain th' inflidiions of his vengeance prov'd, jc,- Nor yet his great beneficence remov'd ^^ Their horrid guilt — at length, provok'd, their God With all his rage and all his vengeance glow'd ; Their vitals with a dread difliemper flruck. Their wounded fouls with all his horrors fliook. 80 34. Driv'n by his vengeance, him they own'd their Lord, Mis pow'r acknowledged, and his help implor'd : 2^ Own'd, they fubfifted by his mighty aid. That he redeem'd them, and their foes difmay'd. '^6 Yet this they only with their lips confeft ; %^ Convidlion could not reach their harden'd breafl:, 37 Their vile demeanour, not their hearts they chang'd ^ Their hearts from his blefl: fl:atutes fliill efl:rang'd j 38 Still he in mercy wou'd their crimes forgive -, Still in his favour wou'd he let them live. 90 Full oft his dreadful anger he forbore ; And did to health, to peace, their fouls refl:ore : 39 For he confider'd them of mortal birth. That they were fl:ill but quicken'd lumps of earth, Or empty fliadows of a fummer's day, ^^ That, like a fleeting wind, pafl: fwift away. 40 And yet, how oft ungrateful did they prove To all the eflorts of his tender love ; 41 Meafur'd almighty fl:r€ngth by their fliort line, And, obflinate, deny'd his pow'r divine. 100 42, 43 Their great deliv'rance they remember'd not, Soon they the mercies of his arm forgot ; For them how he ftupendous wonders wrought. And 'gainfl: ^Egyptian rage their battles fought. 44 How "The PSALMS of David. 97 44 How with infe(5led ftreams the rivers flow'd, 105 Their limpid waters ting'd with filthy blood : ^ 45 Range o*er their dwelhngs the devouring fly. And marfliy frogs their palaces annoy •, 46 The locufts and deftru6live beetles fwarm Around their fields, and do them dreadful harm , no 47 Their vines are ruin'd by the beating hail, And o'er the trees the blading frofts prevail ; 48 His hail deflroys the cattle of the plain, And all their flocks are by his thunder flain : 49 Dread in his v/rath, he all his vengeance pour'd, 115 Full on their heads his indignation roar'd : In heaviefl: trouble, in diftrefs they lay. And in-born furies on their vitals prey. 50 Stalks death around, in all his horrors clad, And bead and man devouring plagues invade! 120 51 Hark ! what fad moans ! what unavailing cries I • The favour'd fon, the father's darling dies ^ Joy of his years, and heir to his domain ! He dies, and mourns parental love in vain. 52 Mean while as leads the fwain his woolley care, 125 Our God did for his tribes their way prepare ^ ^2 Fearlefs they went, and joyful, reach the fliore. While tiie returning waves their foes devour. 54 Safely he brouglit them to the facred hill. That holy mount, where chofe himfelf to dwell j ^30 ^^ For tlieni the impious nations chas'd away. And made their lands, their homes, his people's prey. ^6 Ycr, ftill provoking, they their God defied, Defpis'd his ilatutes, and his patience tried : ^y Juif like their fathers, they rebellious prov'd, 135 And from the even path of duty rov'd ; Like a deceitful bow they turn'd, and foon Their wonted blafphemies and crimes begun. 58 Their Lord eternal they no longer ferv'd. But to the worfhip of falfe Gods they fwerv'd, 140 On each high hill their adorations pay To images of brals, and Gods of clay. H S9 This 98 The PSALMS of David. p,(^ This faw th* Almighty, and his anger rofe. He now abhorr'd the people he had chofe \ 6q Them of his glad'ning prefence he bereft, 14^ And his own altar, his dear Shiloh, left. 61 His haliow'd Ark no more in Judah ftands. Whence beam'd his glorious light to diftant lands ♦, The facred mon'ment of his people's peace, Pledge of his awful law, the foes poffefs : 1 50, 62 His people war with her fell train deftroys. While Vv'ith regardlefs ears he hears their cries ; 63,64 Their lufty youth are by the flames devour'd ; Fail their hoar prieits by the relentlefs fword -, No more the nuptial bed, the virgin-throng 155 Exped, or join the Hymeneal fong j No more the widows for their conforts figh. And in the grave they unlamented lie. 6^ At length his furious anger was appeas'd. And foon the infults of the heathen ceas'd ; 160 As from a heavy fleep, our God arofe, And pour'd his direful vengeance on our foes, 66 Struck with a quick alarm they turn, they fly, In vain ! for by his fatal iliafts they die \ And, while yon fiin fhall fhine, continued fhame, 165 Continued infamy awaits their name. 6j Yet not to Ephraim, tho' his fons were brave. Nor to ManafTeh, he the fceptre gave : 68 His favour'd choice the tribe of Judah prov'd ; The hill of Sion was the hill he lov'd. ' 170 6^ There he his facred feat for ever plac'd, His temple there with his bright prefence bleft ; Firm as the globe the haliow'd dome fhall (land. Firm fhall remain, 'till nature's felf fhall end. 70 And him who tended long his fleecy care, 175 7 1 Who drove his fatiings to the paflure fair j David, his fervant, has he call'd his own. And fix'd the humble fhepherd on a throne. O'er his own fav'rite people gives him fway, And bids the fons of Abraham obey. 1 80 72 By The PSALMS of David. 9^ 72 By him fupported in his prowefs flrong, His flock with faithful care he'as govcrn'd long -, Proteds them from ,the fury of the foe, And teaches them, the laws of heav'n to know. PSALM LXXIX. 1 rTpHOU fov'reignl.ord that fiH'd our earth with dread, A Shall impious foes thy heritage invade ? Shall they thy facred folemn dome prophane ? Shall o'er thy favour'd town deftrudion reign ? 2 Dead are the pious fouls, that lov'd thy word , 5 Dead are they all, the vidlims of the fword : They're to the wolves expos'd in open air ; Lo I their difmember'd limbs the vultures tear. 3 Round Salem's walls flow fcarlet fl:reams of blood, As when the rains increafe th' impetuous flood ; 10 Their mangled carcafTes unbury'd lie, And no kind pitying friends a grave fupply •, 4 And both alike, the living and the dead, A theme for laughter and contempt are made. 5 O gracious father, will thy dreadful ire 15 For ever rage, and fliall it burn like Are ? 6 Pour out thy fury rather on the race That not extol thy pow'r, thy laws embrace ; Thofe impious kingdoms, blafphemoully vain, Who to invoke thy holy name difdain. 20 7 Tho' ruin of thy people who refolve. And in devouring flame their towns involve. 8 Recall not. Lord, our heinous crimes of yore ; And let thy wrath vindidtive burp no more : Qijite overwhelmed in killing woes we are j 25 Prevent us with thy love ; in pity fpare. 9 To us extend thy clemency divine, And let thy glory in our pardon fhine. 10 Why fliou'd the heathen fpread their taunts abroad. And blafphemoufly cry, v/here is their God ? . O)^ Affcrt thyfelf, O Lord, and 'fore our eyes , In all the terrors of thy vengeance rif", H 2 Revenge ICO The P'S ALMS of David. Revenge the blood of innocence they've fpilt, And punifli, pnniili their enormous guilt. 1 1 Thy pow'r exert to heal the captive's grief, '7,^ To give him from his galling chains relief; Bid them in peace, in joy, in fifety breathe, Who're defcin'd by their cruel foes to death. 1 2 The vile reproach, the contumelies, that they Cad oil thy people, and on thee repay, ^ 40 O \tt a fev'nfold punifhment be theirs, In our deliv'rance while thy pow'r appears ; 13 While we, great Shepherd, thy peculiar flock. Make thee our fole fupport, our ftrength, our rock, And in thy paflures as we feed, difplay 45 Thy praife, thy love, thy pow'r from day to day. PSALM LXXX. 1 /^ Thou ("between the Cherubims thy throne) \^^ Whom Jacob's faithful race their fhepherd own ; Who feed'il thy Ifrael with a fliepherd's care ; Benign, O lifl, attend our humble pray'r. 2 Thou to thy chofen tribes thy glory fFiew -, 5 Give them, the influence of thy pow'r to know, Their many woes thy inftant help demand ; O aid them, f-ive them by thy mighty hand. 3 Our heavy griefs to difiipate is thine ; The clouds difperfe, when beams thy light divine. 10 4 Dread God of battles, will thy anger laft ? Prefer a fruitlefs pray'r thy tribes diftrefl:? 5 Their board with ever-fbreaming tears bedew'd. Tears are their only drink, their only food. 6 We of our villain foes are made the fpoil, 15 And, tho' they quarrel for their fhares the while. Yet dill with cruel, with inhumane pride. Cur fore diftreflfes, fcornful, they deride. But all our griefs to heal, O Lord, is thine y 7 The clouds difperfe, when beams thy light divine. 20 8 A The PSALMS of David. ioi 8 A vine thou brought'fl from Pharoah's hodile land ; This vine thou planted'il with thy mighty hand i 9 To make it room, the nations drov'lt away j ■ Deep root Hie took \ and foon did llie difplay 10 Her tendrils far; the mountains foon flic Ihadcs, 25 And like the tqw'ring lofty cedar fpreads ; 1 1 Her fruitful boughs fhe ilretche^ to the fea. To where Euphrates fwiftly glides away. 12 Ah ! why does flie her broken fences mourn ? Why left unto her foes a prey, a fcorn ? 30 1 3 Why lays the cruel boar her branches wade ? Why on her blooming fmits the beflials feaft ? 14 Return, O God, and let thy mercies Ihine On this thy drooping, defolated vine. 15 By thee *twas planted, and by thee grew ifrong ; o^^ By thee in all her pride fhe flourifli'd long : 16 But now deftroying flames her boughs devour; Laid level with the ground flie blooms no more,, 17 Indulgent Father, kind affiftance fend ; With thy almighty arm thy vine defend. 40 O let the man, whom long thou didfl; adorn 1 8 With pow'r, with honours, now no longer mourn : Reflore us life, and v/e'il thy name adore. And from thy facred ftatutes turn no more -, 19 All, all our griefs to heal, O Lord, is thine, 4 /J The clouds difperfe, v/hen beams thy light divine. PSALM LXXXI. 1 XN loftieft drains addrefs the mighty God ^ JL To Ifrael's great Redeemer chant aloud ; 2 Chant the glad pfalm, and to the timbrel join The lute, the pfaltry, harmony divine ! 3 Sound, found the Clarion, and your joy difplay ^ 5 Nov/ is the ftated feaft, the folemn day ; 4 The facred, folemn day, which heav'n ordain'd, Which Ifrael fwore t' obferve, while time rernain'd j 5 The great memorial of ^Egyptian rage. When nought cou'd Pharoah's harden'd heart aflwage, 10 H 2 When 102 "The PSALMS of David. When on the banks of Nile, fad wand'rers, they In dreadful bondage groan'd, and felt difmay ; When they a language heard not underflood ; 6 When bent their backs beneath the galling load : 7 'Twas then in mis'ry funk, with grief appall'd, 15 In fervent pray'rs (fays God) on me you call'd ; On me you call'd, and I indulgent heard, Difpers'd your woes, your road to freedom clear'd ; Enwrapt in clouds I gave my facred law, In thunder fpoke, and ftruck your fouls with awe ; 20 Your faith at Meribah's fam'd waters prov'd. Forgave your murmurs, and the caufe remov'd, 8 Hear, O my people, wnth attention hear. Hear, while my folemn promife I declare. 9 If thou my laws, my ftatutes wilt obey, 25 • And after other Gods wilt fear to flray, If to their altars thou'lt no vitlims bring, 10 But only worfhip mc, thy God, thy King, Thy God that from hard bondage fet thee free, And pav'd thy way to peace, to liberty, 30 On thee Til blefTings 'bove thy hopes beflow. And ev'ry folid good to thee lliall flow. 1 1 Vainly I faid •, my people wou'd not hear, But to my promife turn'd a liftlefs ear. 12 Therefore I left them to their word of foes, '^^ Their fenfelefs felves, the guides themfelves had chofe; Therefore I gave them madly to fulfill The wretched didates of their headftrong will, 13 But Oh I that they had heard me and obey'd. Had never from the way I taught them ftray'd ; 40 14 Me their fupport, with glory had they reign'd. And o'er their foes a noble conqueft gain'd, 15 I had not then maintain'd the odious caufe Of thofe that hate me and defpife my laws j To Ifrael they had yielded ; Ifrael's God ,45 Eternal rule on Ifrael had beftow'd ; 16 Them with what happy affluence had I bleft l The fields had furnifli'd a continual feaft 3 ' From ' i The PSALMS of David. 103 From the hard rock had guili'd ambrofial rills. Sweet, as the nedar, which the bee ditlills. 50 PSALM LXXXII. N vain perverfely, princes, you furmife, God views your judgments with regardlefs eyes *, Lo ! in the midft he (lands, your ways beholds. And thus in thunder his dread wrath unfolds. ■1 2 How long thus partial will ye judge ? how long 5 Support their caule who in their guilt are itrong ? 3 Ah! rather the dillrefled orphan view. And to the caufc of innocence be true. 4. Ah ! free the wretched from th' oppreiLve foe. And do the poor the juitice that you owe. 10 5 Vainly I warn them ; obflinately blind. As fatal error chains their (tubborn mind ; In guilt they're refolute, and won't obferve The dire refult ; when they from juftice fwervc. 6 I call'd you gods ; to you the pow'r I gave 15 To (lay th' opprefTor, and th' oppreft to fave ; On you my own prerogative beltow'd, To curb the villain, and protedl the good. 7 But now^rim death with all his horrid train Shall foon convince you, that you are but men •, 20 Shall fink your boafted honours in the grave, And make you equal with the meaneft flave. 8 Yes •, Lord Jehovah, thou vindidlive rife ; To thee afcend the orphan's plaintive cries, Judge thou the eartli, and make fell tyrants know, 25 Thou rul'fl, impartial, all the realms below. PSALM LXXXIIL 1 "^TO more be ftill, juft God, no more delay ; J_^^ Speak in their caufe who thy commands obey j 2 For lo ! with lofty crefts exult thy foes, With loud tumultuous roar they've all arofe : 3 Fix'd are their counfels, all their fcliemes they bend 5 'Gainft thofe, whom thou haft promis'd to defend. H 4 4 Hafte 104 "the PSALMS of David. 4 Hafle (they cry all) be this our fole employ, Thefe favour'd tribes, this Ilrael to deflroy. 5 See with what firm envenom'd hate they join, • And 'gaind thy people and thy law combine. lo 6, 7, 8 Moab, Idume, Amalek, confpire VVith Gebal, Ammon, Iflimaers race, and Tyre ^ Nor has PhiHftia her defeats forgot. And proud Affyria joins the fons of Lot. 9^ lo But ht them fall by our avenging hands, ' 15 As periih'd Sis'ra and his hoflile bands ; At Kifhon peridi'd they and with their blood Ting'd, as it gently flream'd, his antient flood ; Their carcaffes along his margin lay. To rav'ning vultures, and fell wolves a prey. 20 1 1, 12 As Oreb fled and mighty Zeb in vain ; As Zeba and Zalmunna bit the plain -, Who fiercely faid, be ours their wide domains. Their fenced cities and their hallow'd fanes ; ■ : So let their nobles .and their princes fall, 25 So in thy direful wrath confume them all : 13 Swift let them fly, while follow we behind, And drive them far like ftubble 'fore the vvind« 14 As crackling fires along the mountains roar. And the tall honours of the trees devour, 0,0 15 'Gainft them fend forth the tempefb of thy wrath, And \tt thy whirlwinds fink them all in death. 1 6 Their faces cover with reproach, with fhame. That e'en their woes thy Godhead may proclaim : 17 With terror, with affright, their fouls confound, ,35- A dread example to the nations round ; J 8 That all may know, Jehovah is the Lord, And that his name may be by all ador'd. PSALM LXXXIV. I, 2 T T OW lovely is thy temple ? what defires Xi Fill my whole foul, O God? what rapture fires? How afks my gloomy heart the glad employ ? Mv limbs, my very bones demand the joy. 3 Nigh ^he PSALMS of David. io; -3 Nigh thee fecure her neft the fparrow builds ; 5 Thy facred altar to the Iwallow yields A refuge for her young ; in artlefs lays Their fweet melodious throats pour forth thy pratfe. 4 Thrice happy ail who in thy temple dwell ! - Thy pow'r, thy praifes, fliall they conflant tell : 10 5 Thrice happy they who on their God rely ! And with their viftims to his altar hie ! 6, 7 Thro* the dry vale as they dired: their way, Their thirfl the cooling riv'let fhall allay •, To fill their ciflerns, falls the ! kindly rainj 15 While the vow'd ofF'ringS' to their God are (lain. 8 Dread God of battles, hear thy fervant's pray'r ; And to his pious vows incline thine ear; 9 'Tis thy anointed pleads ; his lliield art thou ; Thy own anointed ; v/ith indulgence view. 20 10 One day within thy courts to him appears A lot more glorious than a thoufand years : The meaneft ofiice there I'd nobler own. Than 'mid the wicked an exalted throne. 1 1 For, like the beamy monarch of the day, 25 Dofi: thou the glories of thy light difplay •, Thou^Pte a fhield thy fervants doil defend. And all the bleffings of thy mercy fend'; No bleffings to the righteous thou'lt deny : 12 — Thrice happy they that will on thee rely I 30 PSALM LXXXV. 1 /n|"^HO' oft, O Lord, we've felt thy heavy wrath, A And oft thy vengeance menaces with death. Yet dill thy people has thy mercy known ; Still has thy great beneficence been fhewn : 2 Our heinous crimes againft thee thou'ft forgot^ 5 And in oblivion hid our ev'ry fault : 3 Benign haft heard us, when we did implore ; And bid thy dreadful fury rage no more. 4 Now then, indulgent God, propitious turn, Nor 'gainft thy people let thine anger burn, i o 5 Muft 2o6 "The PSALMS of David. 5 Muft we thy dread refentment ever bear ? And fhall our after-race thy vengeance fhare ? 6 Will now no more thy goodnefs bid us live. And in eternal anguifh muft we grieve ? 7 Once more ah I let forgiving mercy reign •, 15 Save us, O Lord, nor let us plead in vain. 8 Long have I waited for thy pow'rful word, That to pur fouls will peace, will blifs afford \ Long have I waited for the gracious figa Of pard'ning love, of clemency divine ; 20 That if thy people wou'd no more offend, Soon thou woud'ft folace and affiftance fend. 9 And fure to them thy great falvation's near. Who love thy holy law, thy name who fear. 10 Yes ; joyful foon fhall truth and mercy meet ; 25 Juftice and pleafing peace with tranfport greet : 1 1 Down from high heav'n the awful maids defcend. See golden plenty on their fteps attend : 1 2 Bleft with their happy influence, teeming earth Shall give to all her blooming produ6t, birth ^ 30 . Her corn, her wine, her oyl, ihall joyous yield. And cloath with verdure the rejoicing field. '^ 1 3 Where e'er our gracious Lord diredts his way. There truth, there love, there juftice hold the fway ; Thence fly oppreffion, wrong, deceit and fraud -, '^^ Thence quick they fly, by his dread prefence aw'd. PSALM LXXXVI. 1 ripO thee, good God, in my diftrefs 1 plead ; 1 Benign, O hear me, and in mercy aid j 2 To my too juft complaints propitious be. And fave the pious foul, who trufl:s in thee. 3 From morn to even, heavily I figh, 5 And fhall I vainly on my God rely ? 4 On thee my foul depends in her diftrefs •, \ O yet with thy enlivening prefence blefs. 5 For good art thou and ready to forgive -, Who call on thee fincere, in thee ihall live. 10 6 O I'he PSALMS of Davii). iO/t 6 O hear attentive when to thee I fiie ! My fuff'ring innocence with pity view : 7 Thee in my deep afflidion I invoke, For thee in trying times I've prov'd nny rock, 8 Not one among the fancied gods hke thee ♦, 15 Not one can mate thy might, thy majefty : 9 The nations ail ihall glorify thy name. And hail almighty pow'r with loud acclaim : 10 For great art thou ; the, wonders haft thou done, Declare to all that thou art God alone. 20 1 1 Teach me to thy blefl: law t\i unerring road ; Compofe my foul, that fhe may praife her God : 1 2 Thee fhall Ihe praife, and thee ll^all ^\q adore. Thy name, thy pow'r extol, 'till time's no more. 13 To her from thee continual bleffings fiow, 25 And oft thou'ft fav'd her from the depths below. 14 When men of violence againfl roe rofe. And all the villain-rout commenc'd my foes. When with invet'rate hate my life they fought. And fet thy dread omnipotence, at nought : 30 15 'Twas then, compafTionate, thou didft relieve, And to my anguidi'd foul fweet fojace give. 16 O flilllJkvhile now my cruel foes invade. Thy fervant ftrengthen with thy mighty aid, 17 That they with wonder and with fhame inay fee, ^S I ftill have got a powerful friend in thee i That from, thy clemency fuccefs I have. That thou thy chofen Ihepherd ftill wilt fave. PSALM LXXXVIL 1,2' T) OVE all our cities does bright Sion prove XJ The deareft objedl of almighty love 5 Sion, high feated on a lofty hill. Where bleft Jehovah takes delight to dwell. 3 O queen of nations ! O exalted theme 1 § What tongue can juftly celebrate thy fame ? 4 Will Babylon to mate thy fplendour dare ? With thee will Rahab's haughty town compare ? Soon io8 "The PSALMS of David. Soon fhall their vain, their empty boafts be known, Soon fhall they thy fuperior glories own. lo Nor, proud Philiftia, thou, nor lofty Tyre, Nor Ethiopia's towns to fame afpire, 5 With Sion's city ye contefl in vain •, Long 'bove you all triumphant flie fliall reign, . By God himfelf are her foundations laid, 15 And he'll uphold her with his mighty aid, 6 Who o'er th' extended earth will not aver. Who will not boaft that he belongs to her? *] Thy wond'rous beauties Ihall attune the lyre •, Thy glories fhall the raptur'd voice infpire j .20 If ought befitting thee can fill my tongue. Thee will I make my conflant only fong ; If e'er my foul conceives a lofty lay. Thy fame, dear city, fhall my verfe difplay. PSALM LXXXVIII. 1 f\ Thou on whofe blefl mercy 1 rely, \^ Humbly to thee, by day, by night I cry -, 2 Turn not, indulgent God, thy face away, But gracious hear, when in diftrefs I pray. 3 Immers'd's my anguifh'd foul in dreadful wolf 5 E'en now fhe's finking to the depths below. 4 Languid my limbs, my ftrength, my vigour fled. Soon, foon fhall I be number'd with the dead, 5 Like his pale carcafe mould'ring in the grave, Whofe life thy fov'reign juflice wou'd not fave, 10 In youth's full bloom who by the javelin dies, Clos'd in a dread eternal fleep his eyes ; 6 In death's drear dungeon thus confin'd, fhall I, Wrapt in amazing difmal darknefs, lie. 7 Still thy aiRicrive hand does prefs me fore, 1 5 And all thy threat'ning ftorms around me roar. 8 Far from my prefence fly my wonted friends. Me in my fad diftrefs not one attends ; Shock'd at my wretched fate they hafle away. And leave me to my killing griefs a prey. . 20 9 Mean "The PSALMS of David. 109 9 Mean while, mine eyes, my hands I lift to thee. And in deep anguifh plead thy clemency. 10 Wilt thou thy wonders to the dead difplay. Or can the dead their adoration pay ? 1 1 Shall the drear tomb thy glorious mercy fhew, 25 The gloomy grave thy gracious goodnefs know ? 12 fhall dreadful filence celebrate thy pow'r. Shall everlafting night thy truth adore ? 1 3 Conftant to thee I've cry'd, all-clement Lord ; Conftant thy faving mercy I've implor'd, 30 14 Ah ! why doft thou thy pow'rful aid forbear? Ah ! why regardlefs, hear my urgent pray'r ? 15 E'en from my tender years I've known my grief. Nor from thy terrors have I found relief; 16 Thy terrors that difbra6l my heart with fear, '^^ Thy terrors that reduce me to defpair •, 17 Thy dreadful terrors, that my foul furround. Like rain, that deluges the fertile ground. 1 8 Helplefs I lie, deferted by my friends. No kind companion his afliftance lends. Left in my forrows to myfelf alone, 40 Heaves my griev'd heart, and piteoudy I moan. t PSALM LXXXIX. 1 r~ynHE glorious fubjed: of my tuneful fong jL Be thou, O God ; — to thee my ftrains belong While laftsthe fun, while times to times fucceed. Thy mercies in my numbers Ihall be read, 2 For fure the orbs in yon setherial plain, 5 To their primeval nought return again. Ere thou the wonders of thy mercy ceafe. Or 'gainft thy facred covenant tranfgrefs : 3 Thy facred covenant, with David made, 4 That while yon lights the fields of air pervade, 10 While ftands the folid earth upon her bafe. While knows old Ocean his appointed fpace. His progeny fl:iail fit upon the throne. And Ifrael's faithful tribes their rule fliall own, 5 Thee, 110 "the PSALMS of David. 5 Thee, great Jehovah, thee the heav'nly hod 15 Adore, and make thy mighty works their boafl ; Thy truth, the righteous make their conftant theme, Sino; all thy mercies, and extol thy name. 6 With thee compar'd, O Lord, how meanly fhew The thrones above, the fcepter'd kings below ? 20 7 Tremble th' ^etherial myriads at thy nod. Fear earth's imperious lords th' almighty God. 8 Dread God of battles, who is like to thee P Who mates thy pow'r, thy truth, thy majefty ? 9 Thou rein'ft the fury of the fwelling main. And doft the madnefs of her waves reftrain •, JO The Egyptian tyrant felt thy vengeful hand ; Feel all that dare thy fov' reign rule withftand. 1 1 Thine are the bright celeftial worlds above. Thine is the earth — by thy command they move, 30 Earth's varied blefTings to thy love we owe ; From thee. Creator, Lord, from thee they flow. 12 Thee the rude north and rainy fouth obey. And where the fun begins, where ends the day ; Bled Tabor feated in the glowing weft ; 35 Bright Hermon, gladden'd by the beamy eaft. 13 Strong is thy arm, refiftlefs is thy hand \ % 14 Nigh to thy throne bright truth, ftern juftice ftand ; Full in thy view fweet clemency appears, Bleft attribute ! that calms our pious fears. 40 1 5 Thrice happy they that hear thy gracious call. Flock to thy fane, and 'fore thy altar fall! On them with kindlieft ray thy light lliall fhine ; 16 Daily they feel the joys of love divine ; Rais'd by thy goodnefs to the higheft blifs, 45 17 Pow'r, empire, glory, fliall they long pofTefs, 1 8 Their flrong fuf)port, their mighty leader, thou. They gain a glorious conqueft o'er the foe. 19, 20 His facred prophet hear, ye fons of men ; By him th' Almighty fpeaks, nor fpeaks in vain: 50 Pavid rhe PSALMS of David. jm David, my fervant, from his low eftate I've rais'd, and plac'd him on the royal feat j With kingly majefty I've him array'd. And fprinkled with my facred oil his head. 2 1 To him I'll ftrength and nervous force impart, £5 And with firm courage fortify his heart. 22, 23 Brave, he fhall fcorn the foes proud menaces. Nor villain-fchemes fliall have 'gainft him fuccefs. 24 True to my word, alTiftance I'll fupply. And 'bove the clouds will raife his glory high. Co 25 E'en from the fea the nations he fliall fway, To where Euphrates rolls his rapid way. 26 Me his fupport, his father he fhall call. To me, as to his God, fliajl proftrate fall ; 27 Him with peculiar honour I will grace, C^ As loves the fire the firft-born of his race ; 'Bove other potentates I'll raife his name. And fet him forenioft in the lifts of fame. 28 Nor to the prefent is my love confin'd. Nor to himfelf alone the fandions bind ; 70 29 I'll to his progeny the throne fecure. And long as beams the fun fhall laft their pow'r. 30 But if his children from my ftatutes ftray, 3 1 Spurn at my laws, and not my will obey, 32 Soon for the vile tranfgreffion they il:iall fmart, 'j.^ And foon I'll punifh the rebellious hearts. Q^'^ Yet fhan't my mercy my own David leave j My covenant I made not, to deceive : 34 Faithful and firm I'll to my word remain. What once I've fpoke, oppofes man in vain; 80 ^^ And by my holy felf to him I fwore (And ne'er fhall he my broken oath deplore) 26 'Till dies the world, 'till time no more runs on, Elis bleft pofterity fliall fill the throne. 37 To this be witnefs, all ye lights above •, 85 When fails his race, no more your orbits move. 38 Thy gracious promife this ^— but now, alafsl From thy anointed haft thou Iiid thy face ^ 39 Thy Ill The PSALMS of David. 39 Thy covenant forgot, and now caft down, For hoftiJe feet to trample on his crown. oa 40 His cities rhou'il laid open to the foe. Their walls difmantled^ and their tow'rs brought low : 41 We're fal'n a prey to all the nations round ; With their infulting jeers our fouls they wound j 42 Supported by thy hand, vidlorious, they - q - Highly exult, and widi fuccefs are gay. 43 Edgelefs our fwords, we vainly dare the field ; Are foon defeated, and with fhame we yield. 44 Our pride, our glory, in the dud are laid, And dreadful dreary darknefs fliades our head: 100 45 In vile difhonour, in diitrefs we lie ; - Few are our days, and immature we die. 46 How long, O Lord, will lad thy dreadful Ire ? Shall burn thy fury like confuming fire .? 47 Remember, Lord, how Ihort the life of man : 105 Surely rhou'il not created us in vain : 4S But a few days we breathe the vital air. And thofe few days are clouded all with care ; From death's dire call not one his foul can fave. And foon we're mould'ring in the gloomy grave. 1 10 49 Where are thy wonted tender mercies flown, When firll thou fet'ft thy fhepherd on a throne ? 50 O view the killing fcorn, the fore diflrefs, Wherewith our impious foes thy tribes opprefs j Their fliocking infults in my breaft 1 bear, u^ Vv^hile they their horrid blafphemies declare \ 51 With info'ent derifion while - they fay : He'll come, your promis'd king-^ — await the day — Your Chrift will come (they cry) the prince of peace, And then, belike, your miferies v/ill ceafe. 120 52 But \tt them fneer — to their confufion they Shall feel his terrors at th' appointed day ; Our Chrift will come % thy judgments he'll proclaim, And all the earth (hall fear thy holy name. PSALM The PSALMS of David. 113 PSALM XC. 1 A LMIGHTY Lord, e'er fince the world began, j[\ Great has been thy beneficence to man ; E'er fince this earth firfl run her annual round. In thee her thanklefs Tons defence has found. 2 Still thou'rt the fame, and ever waft the fame ; 5 E'er yet the world afilmi'd this beauteous frame ; E'er yet the high, the lofty hills appear'd, E'er yet the glad'ning day gay mortals cheer'd ; E'er ipread dun night her horrors all abroad. Thou art the fame the everlafting God. 10 3 But thou haft giv'n fliort fpace to man on earth ; Soon fleet the winged minutes from his birth. To that dark hour, when all his fchemes are vain. And to his parent duft he goes again. 4 'Fore thee glide fwift a thoufand years away -, 15 To thee they feem a fleeting winter's day ; Sudden they pafs, and ftrait no more are feen, And leave no trace to tell us they have been. 5 They roll impetuous like a rapid ftream ; Infenfibly they leave us like a dream ; 20 Well to the grafs our lives we may compare, 6 The grafs that looks at morn fo freih, io fair. That with its verdant fpires enchants the fight. But hangs the head, and withers e'er its night, 7 Yet not with life's fliort period we're difl;reft ; 25 As when thy dreadful anger ftrikes the bread, 8 For, whate'er errors in our bofoms roll, Whate'er bafe paflions hold in chains the foul, Howe'er conceal'd, and kept from open day. Does thy all-feeing eye, O God, furvey : ^o 9 And while thy vengeance ftrikes us with defpair. Swifter than thought, life vaniflies to air. 10 For fev'nty years, while goes his rounds the fun. To man 'tis giv'n his ftated courfe to run j I Haply 114 "The PSALMS of David. Haply his ftrength holds out ten winters more ; 35 But then all fohd joys of life are o'er ; On feeble age unnumber'd cares attend Unnumber'd griefs that but with life fhall end : 11 And, if our God ftrifl juftice fliou'd demand. Ah I who cou'd bear his dread avenging hand ? 40 12 Teach us our fhort-Iiv'd period to dlfcern, That we the road to xheav'n, to blifs may learn ; 13 Benign, O hear us, and thine anger ceafe. Return, O Lord, and calm bur fouls to peace : 14 O let thy mercy fill our hearts with joy, 4^ That our remaining hours we may employ 15 In pleafing fcenes, devoid of griefs, of fears. Free from the mis'ries of our former years. 1 6 Thy glorious works, the wonders of thy pow'r Shew to thy fervants, that they may adore •, ^o And, that their offspring may thy laws obey. Thy great, thy awful attributes difplay. 1 7 And let, O God, thy clemency divine, With happy influence on thy chofen iliine. That ev'ry adion of our hves may prove, 5^ Thy grace direds us, profpers us thy love. PSALM XCI. i ' I ^O heav'n who trulls his fortunes and his life, 1 Tho' rage around contention, broil and ftrifcy Tho* wild uproar, and dire confufion fway, His God will be his fure fupport and {lay. 2 Thou then bad fate and her aflaults defy, 5 Thou to thy God for fafe protedion fly. Call him thy refuge, on his pow'r depend, And he will ever, ever be thy friend. 3 From dark defigns of crafty men he'll free, And from their fnares will give thee liberty, to In fatal times, when rage difeafes round, Thy great preferver he will fl:ill be found. 4 O'er thee his fhelt'ring wings fliall he expand. And firm beneath almighty care thou'It fland, Nor rhe PS ALMS of David. 115 Nor fhalt thou to thy adverfe fortunes yield, 15 The God of battles thy defence, thy fliield. 5, 6 Secure he'Jl guide thee in the gloomy night, Nor fecret perils fhall thy foul affright ^ Secure he'll lead thee in the open day, Nor foes, nor wars, nor terrors fhall difmay. 20 7 In battle tho* ten thoufand round thee fall, Thy guarded heart no dangers fhall appall, 8 Mean while with joy the wicked ihalt thou view Sink in the fatal woes their crimes purfue ; 9 For the moft high thy refuge thou hall: made, 25 And on his mercy haft relied for aid. 10 Therefore, amid the ruins that furround Thy home, no fad mifchance thy peace fhall wound. 11,12 For to his angels has he giv'n command, To watch thy fteps, to guide thee by the hand, 30 O'er wilds, o'er cliffs, o'er deferts thee to lead. That, free from bruifes, thou may'ft fafely tread. 1 3 That thou not fear, when e'er thou pafs the brake. The crefted bafilifk, or fcaly fnake -, That thou undaunted may'lt the tyger meet. And crufh the lordly lion with thy feet. 35 14 For fays th' almighty God ; 'caufc me he loves. My name adores, and my dread laws approves, His foul I'll guard, and foon exalt him high i 15 To me, his God, he in diftrefs fhall cry. Him ftrait I'll hear, from all his terrors free, 40 And raife him to imperial dignity : 16 A length of days upon him Ihall attend. And joys immortal, joys that ne'er fliall ead. PSALM XCII. I T TTHAT nobler fubjed can the foul employ, V V When feels the pious heart fublimer joy, ' Than v/hen the praifes of her God fhe fings. And chants the glories of the King of Kings ? .2 At night his truth, his honour to difplay, 5 His clemency, his mercies on the day ; 3 Whether the lofty theme the voice infpire, Whexher it tunes the pfalt'ry and the lyre ? I 2 4 When 'xi6 ^hc PSALMS of David. 4 When on thy wonders meditates my mind. What raptures fpringing in my heart I find ? lo 5, 6 Thy wonders truly great ! beyond the ken Of Earth's untoward fons of mortal men : 7 Of men the fhort-liv'd Hiadows of a day, W^ho, like the blooming grafs, awhile look gay, And like the grafs, that fades, that withers foon, 15 Lofe quick their flrength, their beauty, and are gone 5 8 While permanent thy glory. Lord moil high ; To endlefs time fliines forth thy majefty. 9 Attends thine enemies a fudden fate. And fwift perdition on the wicked wait •, 20 10 Qiiick perifli they, while health, while vigour's mine, And thy bleft ointments on my temples fhine : 1 1 While my glad eyes with ceafelefs tranfport view Inevitable death their fteps purfue, While, as my foul defires, fhe joyful hears 25 Their moans, their cries, their griefs, their pangs, their fears. 12 As high in Lebanon the cedar grows, As fpreads th' afpiring palm her lofty boughs, 13 The righteous flourifh long — deep-rooted they Within thy courts look ever green and gay ; 30 14 Loaden with fruits, yet conflantly in bloom. No frofts fliall nip them, and no blafls confume : 15 This folemn truth, that all the earth may know Our God is never to the good a foe, Injuflice hates, and equity approves, '^^ And humbje innocence prote&s and loves. PSALM XCIII. 1 rr^HE mighty Lord, the great Jehovah reigns, 1 Who form'd the worlds, and ftill the worlds fuftains; The Lord who gives to humble worth his aid. Girded with ilrength, with majefty array 'd. 2 Firm and unmoveable his awful throne, 5 His pow'r no flux, no change of time has known. 3 Let the wild flormy fea tumultuous roar,. And threaten with her boifl'rous waves the fhcre ; 4 He "Hhe PSALMS of David. 117 4 He ftays her threat'ning fury at his will, Aw'd by his dread command her waves are Hill. 10 5 Fix'd and unvariable in his word. From what he once has fpoke, ne'er fwerves the Lord \ Long as the fabrick of this -earth (lands fad. His folemn, facred ordinances laft. PSALM XCIV. 1 ^^OME forth, O thou, whofe dread avenging arm V^ Strikes impious guilt with terror and alarm ; 2 Come forth, proclaim thy judgments ail abroad. Thy dire inflid:ions on the haughty proud. 3 How long fliall they, who have thy laws abhorr'd, 5 Boaft in their fliocking crimes? how long, O Lord? 4 Elated with their guilt, how long look high And 'gainft thine honour yent their blafphemy ? 5 With ceafelefs woes thy people they opprefs. And fink them in the moft fevere diflrefs ; 10 6 The Widow and the helplefs orphan flay. And wait t' enfnare the trav'ller in his way : 7 And yet (they cry) their crimes thou wilt not fee ; That right and wrong are all the fame to thee. 8 At length, ye liftlefs wretches, ope your eyes, 15 E're 'tis too late, learn knov/Iedge and be v/ife : 9 Blind does the God that form'd the eye appear ? And deaf the fov'reign Lord that fram'd the ear ?• 10 Who leads his fervants in the perfedl way. Shall he not punifh thofe that difobey ? 20 1 1 Alas ! he knows the inmoft thoughts of man ; Vain all your hopes, and all your counfels vain, 1 2 Thrice happy they who feel the chaft'ning God ! Who learn from him, of life, of truth the road. 13 In adverfe times their fainting fouls he'll fave, 25 While drop the wicked in the gaping grave. 14 For he'll not caft his heritage away. Nor leave them to their foes a guardlefs prey^ 15 He'll fix ftern juflice on her awful feat. And all his fervants to her throne direct, 30 J 3 16 With ii8 rhe PSALMS of David. 1 6 With me againfl the wicked who will rife ? Who 'gainlt oppreffion kind relief fupplies ? 17 In the drear tomb Tad long agone been laid. Had not th' Almighty hailen'd to my aid. iS Vain'y againft the danger I had drove, o^^ If not fupported by his pow'rful love. 19 'Twas he gave folace in my deep diftrefs. And calm'd the cares that did my foul deprefs, 20, 21 Will Heav'n (I faid) with vile oppreffions join. Who 'gainfl: the guilelefs craftily combine ? 40 Their crimes who cover with a fair pretence. And aim to fhed the blood of innocence ? 22 But me, O fov' reign Ruler, thou'lt defend. My rock art thou, thy pow'rful aid thou'lt fend 5 23 By their own arts the wicked thou'Jt con fume ; 45 Their own bafe fchemes fhall bring them to the tomb. PSALM XCV. 1 A PPROACH, ye tribes, with one according voice, XjL ^i^o ^^ yo^^^' God, and in his name rejoyce : 2 Your faviour he ; let gratitude infpire \ The fong harmonious ; join with it the lyre ; 3 Fle's Lord fupreme, the world's dread governor, 5 Nor mate with him the other gods in pow'r. 4 His hand fupports our earth upon her bafe. From him the cloud-top'd mountains hold their place i 5 Old ocean to his ftation he commands. And bids his floods furround th' adjacent lands. 10 6 With bending knees before your maker fall -, With uplift hands on your prote6tor call ; 7 He is our God ^ we in his paftures rove. And long fhall we enjoy Almighty love, 8, 9 If we the di6tates of his law obey, 15 Nor from his facred ftatutes, wilful, ftray ; Stray, like our fathers in the times of yore, W^hen they Arabia's defarts wander'd o'er ; When, tho' by conilant miracles he prov'd His boundlefs pow'r, ftill were their hearts unmov'd ; 20 Still by their murmurs they provok'd his wrath. And tempted him to puniOi them with death. JO, II For The PSALMS of David; 119 10, II For forty years he their Impatience bore. At length his mercy wou'd forgive no more : Diftrafted fure (he faidj thefe people are ! 25 Their God they know not ! by myfelf I fwear. That they the promis'd land fhall ne'er enjoy, And in thefe defart wiles they all fhall die. PSALM XCVI. 1 XN loftieft flrains our fov'reign Lord adore, J^ In flrains, ye fons of men, untun'd before ; 2 Sing, fing his name, with praife approach his throne. And let his pow'r in joyous hymns be fhewn. 3 His glory to the nations round declare, ^ His mighty works let all the people hear. 4 Great is our God, and highly to be prais'd, Far 'bove the gods that human pride has rais'd, 5 Gods that to humane folly ow'd their birth, 6 While form'd Jehovah heav'ns, and feas and earth ; io 'Fore him authority and pow'r appear. Beauty and ftrength in his bright prefence are. 7 Ye nations all, that by his goodnefs live. The honours due unto the Godhead give, 8 Grateful, his great majeflick glory fing ; l^ And to his facred courts your vidlims bring, 9 In feftal pomp his hallow'd dome draw near. And hail his name with reverential fear. 10 Say to the heathen, that our Lord is God, That worlds are govern'd by his awful nod, 20 To him that earth her firm foundation owes. And that he rules by equitable laws. 1 1 Rejoyce, ye Heav'ns, thou earth exult with joy, - Thou air, thou fea — be this the glad employ Of all that breathe in earth, in fea, in air — 25 12 Their joyous tranfports let the fields declare ; Smile, fmile, ye woods, let flow'rs, let fruits around Adorn your boughs, let verdure cloath the ground : 13 Be gay, all nature ; for he comes, he comes. The judge, th' impartial judge he now afTumes, 30 I 4 He no The PSALMS of David. He comes, the righteous from their foes to free. He comes to rule the world with equity. ■1 PSALM XCVII. ^HE Lord himfelf has univerfal fway ; Let earth, let all her ides their joy difplay 2 All, all their great Almighty Ruler own. On truth, on judice, who has fix'd his throne. His face a dread tremendous darknefs Ihrouds j . 5 Involve our fov'reign Lord impervious clouds. 3 Confuming fire his prefence goes before, Vv hofe flames his haplefs enemies devour. 4 With his red forky light'ning ^Ether glares •, Stun'd earth beholds, fhe trembles and fhe fears. lo 5 At his appearance, flruck with dread difmay, Like wax, the lofty mountains melt away. 6 Fiis righteous juilice heav'ns above proclaim -, View him the nations, and adore his name. 7 All they, who earft with blind ftupidity, 15 To fenfelefs gods of brafs have bow'd the knee, Shall meet confufion ; nay, the gods ador'd Shall own, his almighty pow'r and blefs the Lord. 2 And v/hen vile error fhall be chas'd away. Shall Sion at the glorious fight be gay ; 20 When thou the fons of wickednefs deflroy, Shall Judah's faithful daughters iing for joy. c) For high above all Heav'n art thou, O Lord j Far higher than the fancied gods ador'd. 10 Therefore, who truly love, who honour thee, 25 Shall keep their hearts from crime, from folly free ; For to the good art thou a fteadfaft friend ; And wilt their lives from ev'ry fnare defend ; 1 1 Thou on the righteous beam'fl a glorious light, Beam'ft heav'nly joy on all that v/alk aright, 30 1 2 Ye happy fouls, that tread the perfe6t way. In your good God your confidence difplay ^ Grateful in loud harmonious anthems ling, The mighty Lord, the univerfal King, PSALM "The PSALMS of David. 121 PSALM XCVIII. 1 ryiHE Lord Jehovah fing in noblcft lays, J^ The wond'rous a6ls of our Creator pralfe ; For why ? a glorious conqueft he lias gain'd By his ftrong arm and by his mighty hand. 2 Have felt the nations his refiillefs pow'r, 5 The wicked joy, the righteous grieve, no more. 3 To Ifrael's tribes has he perform'd his word, Saw it th' aflonifli'd heathen, and ador'd. ■ 4 Join then, all lands, in anthems to his name. Sing, fing our glorious God with loud acclaim, 10 5 The lute, the pfalt'ry in his praife employ, 6 And let the Clarion join the gen'rai joy. 7 Rejoyce thou fea, and all that in thee rove, Rejoyce the earth, and all that in thee move : 8 Exult with gladnefs, all ye ftreaming floods, 15 Exult with gladnefs, hills, and lawns, and woods. For lo ! he comes the righteous to reward j The righteous ever have his juft regard ; 9 For lo ! he comes his judgments to reveal. And foon the wicked fhall his vengeance feel. 20 PSALM XCIX. ' 1 T) EIGNS great Jehovah, let the people fear ; Xv Bright Cherubs guard his throne ; thou earth, revere. 2 Nor yet to Sion is his pow'r confined ; Feel worlds the influence of Almighty mind. 3 His great tremendous name they therefore praife, 5 4 The God who with truth, and mercy fways ; Whofe mercy ftrikes with love, whofe pow'r with awe. Who gives his favoured tribes his perfect law. 5 Let all his dread omnipotence extol. And 'fore his footftool reverently fall. 10 6 When Mofes and the holy Aaron pray'd. When faithful Samuel, he lent his aid ; His wond'rous goodnefs to them gracious fhew'd. And pointed out to heav'nly blifs the road. 7 From 122 The PSALMS of David, 7 From out the cloudy pillar fpoke benign, jr (O bJefl: refult of clemency divine!) ^Caufe faithful, they his fov'reign will obey'd. Nor from the facred law he gave them, ftray'd. 8 Yes ; thou, benignant Father, deign'ft to hear. And, to th' obdurate finner tho' fevere, 20 Indulgent ftill, thine anfwers didfl: thou give. And bad'fl the faithful in thy light to live. 9 For this, ye righteous, all with joint accord. Shout forth the praifes of your mighty Lord ; And, 'caufe his glory there delights to dwell, 25 Fall profl'rate 'fore him on his holy hilL P S A L M C. 1 "\r^ nations all, howe'er difpers'd abroad, JL With voice united fing the living God; 2 With foul fincere his flatutes all obey. And in glad anthems his bright pow'r difplay. ,3 Our father he — he gave to nature birth ; £• 'Twas he that form'd us of the quicken'd earth 5 And ftill he fhews his kind paternal care. And feeds us fweetly in his paftures fair. 4 Therefore with joy let us his courts attend. And to his name eternal praifes fend ; 10 Own him our great Creator and our King, And hymns harmonious to his glory fing : 5 For ever gracious, ever good he'll prove. And boundlefs his beneficence, and love : Firm is his truth, inviolate his word ; 15 To endlefs time proteds the jufb, our Lord. PSALM CI. 1 /^F mercy, Lord, of judgment 1 will fing, V^ Thy juftice and thy truth, eternal King,, 2 This will I make my firm, my conllant rule, Still to improve in wifdom's facred fchool ; Still on thy kind protection to depend, 5 To keep my hands flill clean, my heart unftain'd. 3 The ways of wickednefs I'll fcorn to view. The road thy law directs me I'll purfue. The ; "Tbe PS ALMS of David. 123 The wily arts of fralidful men I'll hate, Of men, who by opprefTion wou'd be great. 10 4 Far from my fecial hours the fro ward be j The villain-herd fhall ne'er converfe with me. 5 By me the private fland'rer be abhorr'd. The cruel wretch that murders with a word. The haughty proud, whofe empty hearts are vain, 15 Whofe looks are lofty I alike difdain : 6 While men of open, true fmiplicity. Shall to my converfe and my board be free ; While men who hate opprefTion, fraud, and wrong, Shall have my favour, and fhall ferve me long. 20 7 Avaunt, ye wicked, that deceive and lie, . You're odious to my thoughts — my prefence fly j 8 Yes ', all ye impious, haflen quick away -, Sure is my wrath, nor fhall I long delay ; Of all your guilt the city I will clear, 25 Perdition waits you, and your fate draws near. PSALM CII. 1 1\ yTY pleading cries, eternal Father, hear; XVX ^ ^i^? while I pour forth my mournful pray'r, 2 Nor from my griefs avert thy pitying eye. For deeply I'm o'erwhelm'd in mifery. IncelTant woes my anguiih'd foul invade ; 5 Propitious hear, and grant a fpeedy aid. 3 Like fmoke, like vapours, pafs my hours away ♦, Griefs, like flow fires, upon my vitals prey ; 4 Like wither'd grafs my fmitten heart is grown, Like grafs that's wither'd by the fcorching fun -, lo Fafl down my cheeks my fcalding tears have flow'd, So that I've now no relifh for mjy food ; 5 My conftant groans my body fo confume. That foon my fhrivell'd corps will fill the tomb. 6, 7 Jufl like the pelican that roves the wilds ; 15 Like the lone owl that in the defart builds. Like the complaining dove that mourns her mate, Conftant I wail, and brood upon my fate. 8 The 124 "The PSALMS of David. 8 The bitter infults of my foes I bear, While ftill they bafe]y feek my life t' enfnare. 20 9 Tears make my drink, and allies arc my bread, 10 'Canfe threats thy fury my devoted head, 'Caufe when from nought thou firft hadil rais'd me high, Plung'd by thy hand in deeped woe I lie. 11 Like a mere fhadow fleets my life away, 25 And my whole fyflem feels a fwift decay j 12 But thou, O Lord, for ever art the fame. And all our after-race fiiall hail thy name. 13 Rife then, dread Father, bid thy love return. Thy wrath no more let thy own Sion mourn ; 30 ^\k^ and thy wonted clemency refume. For fure thy promis'd time to aid, is come. 14 See how all they who love thy facred law. And bow before thee with religious awe. Her fhatter'd walls, her broken tov/'rs regret, ^^ And weep in pious tears her mournful fate. 15 Soon fhall the heathen realms thy pow'r proclaim. And earth's proud monarchs fear thy facred name ; 16 When thou her antient glory fhalt reftore. And fhe fliall wail thy heavy wrath no more : 40 17 When thou thy mournful fupplicants fhalt hear ; And not, all-clement God, reje61: their pray'r. 18 This in eternal tablets fhall be writ. That times to come thy pow'r may not forget j That people yet unborn may give thee praife, 45 And fmg thy glory in immortal lays : 19 Gracious 'caufe thou from thy astherial throne Didft with an eye of love on man look down ; 20 The fighs, the groans of captive fouls didft hear. And freed'fh the death-devoted prifoner : 50 ♦ I That Sion's hill thy glory might refound. And Salem fing thy name to realms around ; 22 While diftant nations croud thy facred dome. And fov'reign princes with their vidlims come. 23 Tho', while my race I run, my ftrength decays, ^^ Tho' thou depriv'ft my life of half its days j 24 To rhe PSALMS of David. 125 24 To thee, O God, ftill fervently I'll pray^ O take me not in my mid age away ; To everlafting time extend thy years, 25 Thy pow'r eternal in thy works appears, 60 This earth that fprung from nought at thy command j Yon Heav'ns, the bright creation of thy hand. 26 They all fliall die, and, like a worn out vefl:, Gtrow worfe by age, while thou'lt for ever lall : Great change, great alteration fhall they feel, 6^ 27 While thou, great God, within thyfelf doft dwell. Eternally the fame — and doft difplay Thy pow'r to-day — to-morrow — yefterday. 28 Nay e'en the faithful race that worfhip thee. Have their bleft fhare in thy eternity ; 70 Tho' born in time, tho' creatures of thy hand. Immortal are their fouls, and have no end. PSALM cm. 1 T3 E God of my harmonious long the theme ; XJ His pow'r my ev'ry faculty proclaim. 2 ^ And thou, my foul, his gracious works repeat. And not his great beneficence forget. 3 'Tis he that all thy various crimes forgives, 5 He dilTipates thy pain when ficknefs grieves, 4 With new-born vigour fortifies my mind. My life enlarges, and is ever kind. 5 From him each unexpedled bleffing flows. His goodnefs more than heart can wifh, beftows ; 10 Renews my youth, that, like the eaglet, ftrong. Which fkims the azure plains, I'm ever young. 6 Juft his award — when impious men opprefs. To him the injur'd plain, and meet redrefs -, 7 He the meek Mofes taught his law divine, . 15 T' inftru6l therein his Ifrael's favour'd line. 6 Gracious is he, and conftantly he gives -, Slow is his wrath, his mercy ever lives ; 9 And, if awhile our fins his anger raife. Soon he the fury of his wrath allays. 20 xo Great 126 The PSALMS of David. 10 Great tho' our crimes, tho' daily we offend. Mild are his punifhments, and foon they end ; 1 1 Farther than heav'n is from this earthly fphere. His goodnefs beams on all his name revere : 12 Wider than eaft from weft — (fo much he loves 25 The foul repentant) be our crimes removes. 13 As when a dear-lov'd child in duty fails. In the fond fjre parental love prevails ; So, when offends the fervants he has chofe. From our good God forgiving mercy flows. 30 14 For well he knows the weaknefs of our frame. Well he remembers, that from duft we came ; 15 As the green grafs, that for awhile looks gay. Then withers foon, fo paffes man away *, 16 Or like a blooming flow'r, whofe lovely pride '^^ Is by a cruel fouthern blaft deftroy'd. 17 But to the righteous fouls, their God that fear. And to their race, while they his will revere. His juftice and his mercy ever lives ; His juftice fhields them, and his love forgives ; 40 18 Keep they his ftatutes, and his laws obey. His goodnefs to them conftant he'll difplay. 19 High in yon ftarry heav'ns lie'as fix'd his throne. And o'er the univerfe reigns Lord alone. 20, 21, 22 Ye fhining Seraphs, ye setherial bands, 45 That hear his voice, and do his dread commands ; Ye bright angelic hofts, that round him dwell, In dignity, in beauty who excel ; And all ye wond'rous works, that fpeak his pow'r, In hymns of harmony his name adore ; 50 And thou, my foul, thou in the praife accord j Blefs, blefs for ever the Almighty Lord. PSALM The PSALMS of David. 127 PSALM CIV. 1 rriHE nobleft fubjed: fwells my lofty lay, \^ The Lord Jehovah — I his pow'r difplay : The Lord Jehovah, great Creator-God, Who darts his dazzling glories all abroad j 2 Who's in tremendous majefty array'd, ^ With beamy light, as with a garment clad : 3 Who, like a curtain fpreads th' aetherial plains, In yon wide arch fufpends his fleecy rains. By winds fupported, makes the clouds his car. And rides triumphant in the ambient air. lO 4 Around him wait his bright angelic train. Ready to bear his dread behefls to man. Unbodied forms, and eflences divine. That fleet like /Ether, and like fire that fhine. 5 Firm on her bafe the folid earth he plac'd ; I5 And 'gainit th' aflfaults of time fecur'd her fad : 6 The earth he cover'd with a wat'ry flood ; High 'bove the loftieft hills the furges flood, 7 But in tremendous thunder when he fpoke. Soon they fubfided at his ftern rebuke •, 20 8 The hills they leave, and feek the level plain,' And to their wonted bounds return amain : 9 The bounds permitted them to pafs no more ; No more they on the delug'd mountains roar. 10 Along the vales, amid the tow'ring hills 25 In fweet Meanders flow the bubling rills ; 1 1 Whence the wild befl:ials of the wildernefs. And the rejoicing flocks their thirft appeafe. 12 All on their margin the aerial choir, Whofe guilelefs loves their flender throats infpire, 30 Nefl: in the trees, and with their tuneful lay, Ravifli the plains, and cheat the ling'ring day. 1 3 Down from his fl:ores he fends his fruitful rains ; Feel their glad influence ftraic the meads, the plains ; All 128 "fhe PSALMS of David. All earth is ilrait with flow'rs, with herbage gay ; 35 14 Rejoices man, the herds in raptures play : The lovely profped: fills the heart with joy ; 15 But what tranfporting ftrains our tongues employ, When the fmooth oyls around our temples fhine. When high enraptur'd with the racy wine •, 40 When by the bounty of our maker fed. New ilrength, new vigour is fupplied with bread ? 16 Nor lefs from him each vegetable tribe Their fap receive ; th' enliv'ning juice imbibe 17 The tow'ring cedars, where the eagles build, 45 The firs that to the ftorks fit refuge yield. 1 8 The wanton goats along the mountains rove. While the rough craggy clift the conies love. 19 He gives her Hated feafons to the moon. He guides in his appointed courfe the fun ; 50 20 His is the night, he bids the darknefs reign, ^Tis then the howling beftials rage the plain ; Their haunts they leave, and, by fell hunger Jed, Fall on the flocks, and fill the fwain with dread. 2 1 Then the young lion with his dreadful roar ^^ Roams all abroad, the fadings to devour •, To heav'n he roars, and, while he prowls for food. Owns that his fole dependance is on God. 22 But foon as e'er, with his reviving ray. Comes forth the joyous fun to gild the day ^ 60 The beftial tribes all to their dens retreat \ 23 And his alternate labours man await ; The live-long day in conftant toil he fpends, 'Till kind indulgent night his travail ends. 24 Thy works, O God, difplay thy pow'r divine, 65 Thy glorious works proclaim that wifdom's thine, Nor earth alone thy mighty gifts can boaft j 25 The fea furvey'd, in wonders we are loft. Such countlefs millions of the finny train. That roam exulting o'er her glaffy plain ! 70 Their different dimenfions who can trace? The varied beauties of the fmaller race ? 26 Th* "The PSALMS of David. 129 26 Th' enormous monflers that with dreadful pride Sport in her waves along the veirel's fide, But moil: that dread, that huge Leviathan, 75 The proud imperious tyrant of the main. Who on her furface infolently plays. And fills th' admiring eye with wild amaze. 27 O gracious God, all, all, on fea, on land. Receive their portion from thy mighty hand ; . 80 All, all the bleffings of thy bounty fhare. And all employ thy providential care. 28 Thou giv'ft, they gather, their refpedive food. Thine hand thou open'ft, and they're fili'd with good, 29 And, when thy glad'ning prefence is withdrawn, 85 The lofs of thy beneficence they mourn ^ Thou at thy pleafure tak'ft their breath away \ They die, and ftrait return to native clay. 30 Yet not without inhabitants the earth -, Thy quick'ning fpirit gives new forms a birth ; 90 A new creation fprings ^ their flated place They hold, and run fucceflively their race. 3 1 Our God with glory fhall for ever reign. And will with joy his wond'rous works lullain ; 32 Struck with his prefence quakes the earth with fear, 95 Mov'd with his dread rebukes the hills appear ^ See from the hills in curling flreams arile The circling fmoke, and darken all the ikies. 2'^ For me, while breath infpires this vital frame. The glories of my God fhall be my theme j 100 34 With joy lincere his praifes I will ling. And to his honoured name attune the firing ; ^^ While impious men by his refentment fall. And direful woes their guilty hearts appal]. The gr^at Creator fhall my foul infpire, 105 Shall fill my tongue, and animate my lyre. K PSALM I30 rhe PSALMS of David. P S A L M CV. 1 QJING to the Lord, invoke his facred name •, v3 His glorious a6ls to all the earth proclaim. 2 Be God the theme of your fublimefl lays. And let th' harmonious voice chant forth his praife •, 3 His name, his pow'r, his glory make your boail, 5 And in the wonders of his love be loft. 4 With firmeft heart reft in his ftrength divine. And feek th' influence of his face benign. " 5 Refied the works of his almighty hand, Th' obfervance that his facred laws command : 10 6 To you, bleft Abraham's race, I fpeak alone. To you, whom he has deign'd to call his own. 7 He is our King, e'en he, th' Almighty God, Who to th' aftonilh'd earth his truth has ftievv'd, 8 Firm to his covenant has he remain'd, 15 W^hich for a thoufand ages he ordain^, 9 Which he with Abr'ham made in days of yore. To which with Ifaac folemnly he fwore, 10 Which Jacob heard confirm'd, and which fhall blefs, Inviolate, to endlefs time his race. 20 1 1 To thee (h'e faid) rich Canaan's lands Fll give ; Thou in her fertile plains fhalt ever live : 1 2 E'en then when they were ftrangers in the place, While yet their pow'r was weak, and few their race ; 13 W^hen they, as heav'n ordain'd, poor wand'rers, rov'd, 25 From realm to realm, and had no fix'd abode. 14 Yet them in peace his goodnefs ftill maintain'd. And the fell rage of threat'ning monarchs reign'd, 15 Thofe favour'd fouls forbad them to opprefs. Whom with peculiar love he chofe to blefs. 30 1 6 When a dire famine fore diftrefs'd the land. And fcarce th' enfeebled nations life fuftain'd, 17 Fair Rachel's favour'd fon he fent a flave To thofe glad plains Nile's fertile waters lave. 18 There long in prifon, long in chains he lay, ^S 'Till heav'n its mercy to him did difplay j 19 Dreams The PSALMS of David. 1.31 19 Dreams to interpret, gave the wond'roiis pow'r, I'aught him the fchemes of providence t' explore. 20 This heard the king, and, when the truth he found, He eas'd his troubles, and his chains unbound \ 4.0 2 1 O'er all his palace gave him full command. And oiade a bond-flave ruler o'er his land. 22 That next in honour to his prince he flood, And all the nobles in obeifance bow'd ; . 23 'Twas then that Ifrael into ^gypt came, 43 And fojourn'd in the fruitful plains of Ham ; 24 Our God his people 'bove the natives bleft. And foon in pow'r, in number they increas'd. 25 This faw th' ^Egyptian monarch with regret; And ftrait fell on the favour'd tribe his hate •, 50 26 Long fuffer'd they, when their almighty friend Did humble Mofes to their fuccour fend, 2y Aaron and he by their dread wonders prove. That they had their commifiion from above. 28 Nature obeys at once their great command •, c^^ A gloomy darknefs overfpreads the land ; 29 Flow their polluted ftreams with fetid gore. And all their fifh lie dead upon the fliore : 30 Not now the land its glad'ning produce yields. But frogs infeft their palaces and fields : 60 3 1 In fwarms unnumber'd range the noifom flies. And all their coafts are cover'd o'er with lice : 32 The kindly rains enrich their glebe no more ♦, Dire dorms of hail and flame around them pour ; '^'^ Th^ir vines no more the chearful juice fupply, 65 Trees, fruits and flow'rs in one fad ruin lie : 34, 35 In flights the locufls and the beetles come ; And what the hail has left them, they confume ; So that not food for fufl:enance remains. And one wild defolation fills the plains : 70 36 And, more t' enhance their fatal miferies. The favour'd fon, the dear-lov'd firft-born dies, 7, 38 At lafl: the humbled tyrant lets us go ; A joy fiacere his ruin'd people fhew j K 2 While 132 "The PSALMS of David. While we depart, of countlefs wealth pofleft, 75 With health, with ftrength, with nervous vigour bled : 39 By a dun cloud he leads us in the day ; By night a glitt'ring lliine diredls our way: 40 We allc, and birds of richeft tafte are giv'n, We aflc, and frrait we're fed with bread from heav'n ^ So 41 The rock he fmote, and ftrait the waters came j Free as a riv'let, gufh'd the flaking ftream. 42 For he his faithful Abr'ham not forgot. Nor wou'd he bring his prom.ifes to nought ^ 43 Therefore, not of his aiding hand bereft, 85 With joy his people faithlefs i^gypt left : 44 The Heathen's lands he gave them to pofTefs, And all the produce of their toils, in peace ; 45 That they his holy flatutes might obey. And never from his dread commandments flray. 90 PSALM CVI. 1 ^XTITH thankful hymns addrefs the mighty Lord ; V V With fongs of joy be heav'n's high King ador*d ; For his beneficence to all extends •, His great, his glorious mercy never ends. 2 His wond'rous ads what eloquence difplays ? 5 What tongue can utter all his pow'r, his praife ? 3 Thrice happy they, his ftatutes that obferve ! Thrice happy all that ne'er from juftice fwerve ! 4 Me with that gracious mercy view, O God, Which to thy chofen thou haft conftant fliew'd ; IQ Look on m.e ftill with an indulgent eye, 5 That I thy people's blefTings may enjoy i May long in their felicity rejoice,- And to thy glory tune my grateful voice : 6 Stiff and rebellious, like our fires we prove, 15 And pay with bafe ingratitude thy love, Plunge into horrid mifchiefs, and forget How vaft thy pow'r, thy clemency how great. 7 So they from hard, from cruel bondage freed, Them to the fea when humble Mofes led, 20 Ccnfider'd not the wonders of thy hand, Thy miracles in ^>gvpt's faithlefs land , But, "The PSALMS o/. David. 133 But, obftlnately blind, in murmurs rofe Againft the leader thou hadil gracious chofc. 8 Yet his refenrment ftill our God forbore, 25 That all might know and tremble at his pow'r. 9 He his dread mandate to the waters gave ; They heard, and ilrait fubfided ev'ry wave ; Rofe on each fide, and a firm rampier made, While on her fands, as on a plain, they tread 5 30 10 Pafs fafely on, and gain the farther fhore ; And foon the rageful tyrant fear no more : 1 1 For, as the hoftile bands, refolv'd, purfue ; The waves returning on their ranks they view ; Whelm'd in the deep they're all — not one remains — o^^ 1 2 Among the joyous tribes what tranfport reigns ? How do they now believe, and how they praife Their great protector- God in thankful lays ? 13 But all their dangers, all their fears remov'd, Again rebellious to their God they proved, 40 Soon his ftupendous miracles forgot. Nor on his pow'r, nor on his mercies thought. 14 Urg'd by their lufts, their murmurs foon they breathe, Make infolent demands, and raife his wrath : 15 Their infolent demands, they (trait obtain'd ; 45 Down from high heav'n the feather'd food he rain'd : But while the cates they greedily devour, Adown their throats they fure perdition pour ; Sudden they die — provok'd, their angry God With fatal fury, with dread vengeance glow'd. 50 16 But nought, when men are wilful in offence. Avails, or vengeance, or beneficence. Enflam'd with envy, ftill their murmurs rofe. And Mofes and his brother they oppofe. 17 Their impious crime dire punifliment await ; ^^ Her jaws earth opens, and them devours ftrait. 1 8 Confuming fire pours fudden from the fky. And all th' abettors and their race deftroy. K 3 19 Still 134 The PSALMS of David. 19 Still they're perverfe ; they now their Lord forfake ; On Horeb's mount an imag'd calf they make j 60 'Fore this they fall, and adoration pay, 20 And worlhip, for their God, what feeds on hay. 2 1 Ingrate ! their great Redeemer to forget. How he fecur'd from bondage their retreat ; 22 What gracious mercies to them he had fhewn, 6.^ ; What glorious wonders he had for them done. 23 'Twas then his dire refentment 'gainft them rag'd. Which had the faithful Mofes not aiTwag'd, Had he not Hood between their God and them, Exdndl had been their race, and loft their name. 70 24, 25 Sure now their harden'd hearts were ftruck with dread j Sure now with eafe they by their chief were led. Ah no! not yet by punifhments they're aw'd ^ Again they murmur, and diftrud their God : Againft their leader, and their God they rife ; 75 Swift o'er the camp the winged tumult flies, The pleafant land, he promis'd them, they fcorn. And to his mercies make a bafe return. 26 Th' All-high, provok'd, rais'd then his mighty hand, Refolv'd to flay them in that defart land ; %o 27 To leave them to the nations roiind a prey, Deftroy their race, and fcatter them away. 28 Still obftinate, again they left their Lord, And Baal's imag'd deity ador'd ; To him their vidlims and obladons pay'd, 2>^ And bow'd before a mortal God for aid. 29 Jehovah, angry at this new offence. Sent on his tribes a deadly peftilence 5 In Baal's aid but poor relief they found. Death, clad in all his horrors fialk'd around. 90 30 Then Phinehas with divine refentment glow'd, And due regard for heav'n's high honour fhew'd j The madnefs of the wretched croud reftrain'd. And a full refpite from their mis'ries gain'd : No the PSALMS of David. 135 No more th' infedion on their vitals prey'ci, 95 But by his ftreniious arm the plague was ftay'd. 3 1 By this has he acquir'd a deathJeis name. And, long as Jafts the world, Ihall live his fame. 32, 33 And, Meribah, their guilt thy waters faw. When dill th' All-high's dread anger could not awe loo Their adamantine hearts -, when ftili they fliew'd Their bafe diftruft in their almighty God. 'Twas then, O Mofes, that thy meeknefs fail'd, Their conftant murmurs o'er thy foul prevail'd. Their bafe reproaches rais'd thy wrath too high, 105 And on this fide of Jordan mull thou die. 34 But fare when of the promis'd land poflefs'd. When with the fruitful fields of Canaan blefs'd. Their God they worfliip'd and his .will obey'd. And never from the laws he gave them, ftray'd. 1 10 Ah ! ftill his dread command they durft withftand. And not deftroy'd the natives of the land : 2^ But, to their vile idolatries inclin'd, '^6 Soon in their impious rites with them they join'd. Of fancied deities they fought th' abodes, 115 And offer'd humane vidims to their gods. 37, 38 Nay ; their own infants (horrid cruelty !) From their accurfed demons were not free ; Around their altars flream'd their vital flood. And all their facred lands diftain'd with blood. 120 39 Thus they the aid of fancied gods implor'd. Thus they the works of their own hands ador'd. 40 Therefore the Lord with dreadful fury burn'd -, Juftly the people he had chofe, he fcorn'd : 41 He to the nations gave them up a prey, 125 And they their moil invet'rate foes obey. 42 Their foes with dreadful griefs their fouls opprefs. And load them with the moft fevere diftrefs. 43 And yet, if e'er their gracious God reliev'd. Still their rebellious hearts his fpirits griev'd, 130 Still to their wonted crimes wou'd they return. His name rejed, and at his llatutes fpurn. K 4 44 Yet 136 The PSALMS of David. 44 Yet ftill his mercy and his goodnefs fway'd ; Oft he reliev'd them, when they fought his aid, 45 Oft mindful of his covenant he prov'd, 13^ Forgave their crimes, and all their woes remov'd. 46 And when, for their impieties brought low. They bore the infults of the haughty foe. With foft compafTion he the conqu'ror ftruck. That ftill more mild, more eafy was their yoke. 140 47 O fov' reign Lord, thy favour'd tribes defend ; Still 'gainil the Heathen be our pow'rful friend. That we thy wpnd'rous glory may proclaim. And fmg in grateful hymns thy holy name : 48 That Ifrael's race may Ifrael's God extol, 145 And, while fhall laft the world, on thee may call -, Thy pow'r, thy might, thy majefty may fing. And hail their gracious Lord, their heav'nly King. PSALM CVII. 1 TrnOR ever lafts the mercy of the Lord ; Jj His name in pious anthems be ador'd I 2 Yes ", praife him all •, who from th' oppreflbr's chain Have afK'd redemption, and not afk'd in vain ; Whom when with cruel hate their foes diftrefs'd, 5 His gracious goodnefs with deliv'rance bleft. 3 From all the various corners of the earth. With his directing hand he led them forth j 4 Long in the lonely defert did they roam. Nor knew the path to their appointed home j 10 5 Fainting with thirft, quite deftitute of food. What complicated woes their fteps purfued ? The defart wilds no kind repaft fupplied -, To flake their thirft, the cooling ftream deny'd ; 6 'Twas in this fore diftrefs to heav'n they pray'd, 15 And heav'n in mercy haften'd to their aid ^ 7 Led them the way to opulence and peace, And gave them lands and cities to poflefs : 8 Then let them fing their good, their gracious God, And publifli his beneficence abroad 5 20 r) For The PSALMS of David. 137 9 For food he gives, and all our griefs controuls. Strengthens our limbs, invigorates our fouls. 10 They, who the great Jehovah did rejed. Nor to his high commands paid due refpedl, 1 1 When in the confines of the grave they lay, 25 O'erwhelm'd in darknefs, ftruc'c with dire difiiiay -, 11 When killing griefs their broken hearts did wound, And death with all his horrors hover'd round, 13 In their perplexities to heav'n they pray'd, And heav'n in mercy hafben'd to their aid, 30 14 Difpers'd the terrors of grim death away. Drove off the darknefs, and reftor'd the day. 15 Then let them fing their good, their gracious God, And publifh his beneficence abroad : 16 He to the captive liberty enfures, 3^ Knocks off his chains and breaks the prifon doors. 17,18 By lure of fenfe when men are led affray, And the foul didates of their lufls obey. They ^Qt\ th' inflicftions of his heavy wrath ; A dread diflemper draws them nigh to death ; 40 They relifh now their luxuries no more. And loath the dear-bought cates they priz'd before. 19 But if in their diitrefs to heav'n they pray. His mercy drives the dire difeafe away •, 20 Heals all their pains, frefli vigour to them gives, 45 And from the gaping graves their fouls reprieves. 2 1 Let fuch fing then the goodnefs of their God, And publifli his beneficence abroad \ 22 With vidims croud his facred courts, and fing Glad hymns of praife to their ail-clement King. 50 23 Who plough the furface of the raging main. And dare the fury of her waves for gain, 24 To them his dread tremendous works appear ; They view his wonders in the deep with fear. 25 At his command the flormy winds arife, 55 And raife her foamy billows to the fkies ; 26 High 138 The PSALMS of David. 26 High as the heav'ns his waves old Ocean rears ; Aloft they mount, and feem to threat the ftars •, Then fudden to the depths below lubfide, And in the horrible abyfs are hid. 60 27 What terrors then the mariners afiail ? What killing fears o'er their fad hearts prevail, When, like a wretch o'er power'd with wine, they reel. And the toft veflel mocks the matter's fkill ? 28 But, if to heav'n in their diftrefs they pray, 6^ He drives their dangers and their fears away ; 29 Calls off his winds, and ftrait allays the ftorm, Still are th* obedient waves ; the fea grows calm ; 30 The mariners rejoice, their terrors o'er. And reaches foon their fhatter'd bark the fliore. 70 31 Lee fuch fing then their good, their gracious God, And publifh his beneficence abroad. 32 Yes ; all ye people, all, his pow'r proclaim. And in the throng'd aflemblies hail his name -, 2'^ 'Tis he forbids the floods t' enrich the lands, 75 And turns the living fprings to barren fands ; 34 'Tis he, when rages wickednefs around, Curfes with quick fterility the ground : 2^ He too the defart wilds with water fills. And bleiTes thirfly fields with fruitful rills ; 80 No more the wonted barrennefs they mourn, But foon look gay with herbage, fruits, and corn. ^6 Thefe to induflrious poverty he gives ^ The Colony, by him fupported, thrives ; Their wives, their infants, ftrong- built towns defend ; ^c, 37 Their Tilth with joy the painful farmers tend ; They fow the grain, they plant the curling vine, That foon repays their toil with gen'rous wine : 38 Their God looks o'er them with protedful eyes. Hears all their pray'rs, and all their wants fupplies. 90 With a fair offspring crowns their chafte embrace, And gives of cattle the defir'd encreafe. 39 But when elated with their profp'rous fate. The mercies of the Donor they forget j No "The PSALMS of David. 139 No more they his beneficence engage, 9^ But feel, in fore diftrefs. Almighty rage. 40 He gives them up to tyranny a prey. They foon fome proud imperious prince obey ; Their prince and they are equally a fcorn To realms around, and their contempt they mourn ; 100 Stript of their wealth, they roam wild defarts o'er. Where humane feet have never trod before. 41 Yet ftill the humble and the modefl: mind A fure protedlion in his love fhall find ; Secure from ills, by him they're fet on high, 105 From him receive a num'rous progeny. 42 This view the righteous, and fincere rejoice, And to his glory tune the grateful voice -, While impious men Ihall gloomily repine, And mourn in filence equity divine. 1 10 43 Who e'er is wife, and on the bleft effe6ts Of Heav'n's high juftice ferioully refleds. Will know and own, that mercy, truth and love Only pertain to him, who rules above. PSALM CVIII. 1 T~lIX'D h my heart, my heart's refolv'd, O God, \j To fpread thy glory and thy praife abroad j 2 Awake, my lyre, my pfalrery, my voice ! At early dawn I'll in my God rejoice. 3 My fong of thee the nations round fhall hear, 5 And, with the theme tranfported, thee revere. 4 For to yon tracklefs clouds, yon heav'ns above Extend thy truth, thy clemency, thy love. 5 Do thou, O God, exalt thy glory high ; Beam on th' aftonifh'd earth thy majefly ; 10 6 O fave the pious foul that trufls in thee -, And with thy mighty arm thy fervant free. 7 But fpeaks our God — hear all his awful words — (What folemn joy his heav'nly voice affords ?) Fair Shechem's fertile fields thy lot fhall be ; 15 I'll mate out Succoth's lovely vales for thee : 8 The 140 The PSALMS of T>AVij>. 8 The faithful tribes of Ifrae], arn't they mine, To me confirm'd by fanClions molt divine ? 9 Therefore their great Proted:or I'Jl be found ; Therefore for them I'Jl curb the nations round ; 23 I'll lay them all beneath their conqu'ring feet, Idume, Moab, Paleiline fubmit. 10 Who to yon lofty town the path will fhew ? To Edom's tow' ring gates our leader who ? 11 Say, wilt not thou, O Lord, tho' in thy wrath 25 Thou'ft call us off, and threat'ned us with death ? Say, wilt not thou, tho' late thine anger rofe. And thou not led'ft us 'gainfh our haughty foes ? 12 But now, dread father, thy affiftance give. For vain are humane aids, and but deceive. 30 1 3 Our leader thou, mofl valiantly we'll fight. We'll conquer, and we'll triumph in thy might. Our leader thou, our haughty foes fhall bleed. And on their neclcs vidlorioully we'll tread. PSALM CIX. 1 ORTICT filence keep not, fov'reign Lord behold, v3 How impious men in horrid guilt are bold; 2 What fraudful fnares againft my foul they fcheme. In what calumnious terms they blafl my name. 3 'Gainit me in caufelefs hatred they engage, 5 And aflc my life the vi6tim of their rage. 4, 5 My proffer'd love, my friendfhip they oppofe. And, 'caufe I'd be their friend, become my foes ; Their hearts fuch vile ingratitude does fway -, With bafe returns my favours they repay ; 10 Howe'er in pray'r to thee I folace find. To thee, who know'Il each fecret of my mind. 6 But give o'er him fome cruel prince command ; Let fome dire demon at his elbow iland ^ 7 If 'fore the dread tribunal he appear, 15 Trembling, let him th' impartial fentence hear ; The mercy of his judge may he intreat In vain, and may his pray'r but irritate. 8 Few The PSALMS of David. 141 8 Few be his days, and ludden may he bleed. And let a Granger to his home fucceed ; 20 9 May his lorn widow, and his orphan-race Be vagabonds, and roam from place to place, 10 Beg for their bread, yet not receive relief, : Nor one kind friend commiferate their grief: J I While bafe extortioners his goods pofTefs, 25 And heirs unknown on all his treafures feize ! 12 May he, and may his children plead In vain For mercy, and may all their fuit difdain ; 13 Nay ; let his progeny be all deiiroy'd -, Sunk be his name, and his memorial void. 30 14 Remember, Lord, th' offences of his fire. And let his mother's guilt increafe thine ire ; 15 Their ev'ry crime thy piercing eyes explore, 'Till earth fhall hear their curled names no more : 16 For he the needy never wou'd relieve, . ^^ Nor to th' afflicted kind afliflance give. From their petitions turn'd his face away. And cali'd it joy, the guilelefs foul to flay. ^17 As curfing was his dear, his fole delight. On his own head his imprecations light ; 40 As .never from his tongue a blefling fell. Let none e'er give him joy, or wilh him well. 18 As he his foul with curies has array'd. May they, like oyl, his very bones pervade ; Into his bowels fwift, as waters ftream ; 45 And the whole man with deadly pangs inflame ; 19 Their dire effedls, O may he ever feel. Nor have it in his pow'r, their wounds to heal : 20 Be this, juft: Lord, their lot, that harafs me. And vex my foul with cruel calumny ! 50 2 1 But me, great God, thy goodnefs fl:ill defend \ And for thy mercy's fake be fl:ill my friend : 2 2 For poor I am, in fore difl:refs I lie j Deep am I wounded •, heavily I flgh, :-' 23 Like 142 The PSALMS rh PSALMS of David; . i6i 176 Seek me, O God, as fceks the fwain his ftray. And never more I'Jl wander from my way. PSALM CXX. 1 T"^7'HEN foes with cruel hate befet me round, V V My fame when impious tougues Vv^ith llander wound, Quite deftitute of aid to thee I fly, To thee, dread father, and thou heard'fl my cry. 2 O thou ! who art to fimple truth a friend, 5 And doft the honeft faithful heart defend. From fland'rous lips and undermining tongues Relieve my foul, and chafe away her wrongs. 3, 4 Ye villain-herd, who thus affault my fame, Your tongues more fatal than devouring flame, 10 Who wound more deep with your envenom'd words. Than pointed arrows, or than keeneft fwords ; What fudden vengeance fliall your fouls await ? What dreadful judgments fhall I deprecate ? 5 Alas the fatal miferies I feel! Amid the hoftile croud conflrain'd to dwell ; With men who to humanity are loft ; And all their cruelties for virtues boaft. 6 For blood they thirft, and war and rapines pleafe, Nor have they joy in the delights of peace ; 2D 7 Fair peace they hate, from her embrace they fly •, War fills their thought, and furnifhes their joy. PSALM CXXI. 1 TXTHEN cruel foes with caufelefs malice arm, V V And ftrike my foul with terror and alarm j Around the neighb'ring hills I'll call mine eye : They haply may immediate aid fupply. 2 Yet fure our God of heav'n, of earth the King, 5 In my diftrefs can certain fuccour bring : 3 Nor thou, my foul, diftracfl thyfelf with fear. Thy God, to heal thy griefs, is ever near , O'er thee thy heav'nly guardian ever wakes, 4 Nor fweet repofe, like feeble man, he takes. 10 5 Clofe by thy fide thy bleft preferver ftands. And o'er thy head his Ihelt'ring wings expands ; M 6 By i62 The PSALMS ?f David. 6 By day he fliades thee from the fcorching fun ; By night prevents the influence of the moon : 7, 8 At home thy fure protedor he is found ; 15 In vain infidious foes thy hoiife furround , Abroad, he ihields thee, or in peace, or war. And watches o'er thee with a father's care ; In ev'ry exigence thy life defends Thy God's protecting mercy never ends. 20 PSALM CXXII. 1 /^ Bright ! O glorious day ! refplendent morn ! \J With what a beamy luftre does it dawn ? What joy pervades my foul the tribes to fee .In pious throngs, dear Salem, vifit thee ? 2 I too with them will croud the facred gate j 5 With them to pay the folemn vow I wait. 3 Yes ; thee I'll vifit — thy bright domes arife In fair proportion, equal with the fkies; Fruitlefs th' attempt, in numbers to exprefs Thy lofty tow'rs and {lately palaces. 10 4. Approach thy gates, on this appointed day. The faithful tribes, their ftated vows to pay •, Their annual rites t' obferve, in tuneful lays. In joyous hymns to fing Jehovah's praife. 5 In thee has judgment fix'd her awful feat ; '5 Thee has Jeffides made his bleit retreat ; From his high thi^one he hears the orphan's caufe, Condemns opprefTion, and fupports the laws. 6, 7, 8, 9 O favour'd city I long may downy peace. May ev'ry joy thy happy people blefs ! 20 May heav'n it choiceft gifts on thee beftow. And round thy plains eternal plenty flow ; May that dread pow'r, who long thy facred hill Has chofe for his abode, protedl thee itill. PSALM CXXIII. I /^ Thou, who haft o'er all eternal fway, \^ Whole throne is heav'n, and whom the worlds obey ; When griefs diilrefs, when foes around me rife, To thy paternal love I lift my eyes. 2 As "The PSALMS of David. 163 2 As with attentive eye the Have obferves ^ His mailer's beck, nor from his duty fwerves. As views the maid her miftrels' nod with care. That fhe her favour and her love may fliare i So wait our eyes on our all-clement Lord, 'Till he his bleft beneficence afford. 10 3,4 E'en now affift us and our griefs remove ; Mere objeds of reproach, of fcorn we prove 5 Our foes infult us, and our woes deride. And utter their contempt with killing pride ; Our anguifh'd fouls their Infolence can't bear — — Have mercy. Lord, and our confufion fpare. 15 PSALM CXXIV. 1 /^UR caufe if heav'n's high King (may Ifrael fliy) V^ Had not fupported on that doubtful day ; 2 For us had he not fought, when haughty foes. In all their wrath, and all their fury rofe, 3 When they fo thirfled for our guiltlefs blood ; 5 We ne'er their cruel frenzy had withftood : 4, 5 Like fierce impetuous floods that break their mounds, And deluge with their fudden waves the grounds j On us they'd fall'n, and fwept us clean away. Our wives, our infants and our lands, their prey. 10 6 But everlailing praife attend our God ! From him our fafety in our danger flow'd ; 7 By him deliver'd from their toils we are, As 'fcapes the fparrows from the fov^ler's fnare : 8 On his dread arm we'll ftill depend for aid, i^ On his alone, who heav'n, who earth has made. PSALM CXXV. ON dread Jehovah who in faith rely. Shall firmly ftand, like Sion feated high : In vain 'gainfl Sion's mount the winds arife j She braves their fury, and the ftorm defies. As round Jerufalem the hills extend, 5 And by their nat'ral flrength the town defend j M 2 So 164 "The PSALMS of David. So guards his tribes Jehovah with his pow'r, Nor Hiall they e'er his wonted aid deplore. 3 Long as his peop'e to their God are true. Them fliall the impious nations ne'er fubdue; 10 O'er them ne'er exercife defpotic fway. Nor lure their fouls, from his dread laws to ftray. 4 To them, O Lord, who duly rev'rence thee, Whole hearts are upright, fliew thy clemency j 5 But all who deviate from thy lacred law, 15 Whofe fouls are finful, with thy judgments awe ; While bleft tranquility in Salem reigns. And peace and plenty crown her fiow'ry plains. PSALM CXXVI. 1 ^XTHEN God all-clement heard his people's cries, V V ^"^^ freed them from their galling miferies ^ When he redeem'd them with his mighty hand, And fafe reftor'd them to their native land, ^Twixt hope and fear diftra6led, long they feeni 5 Like men awaking from a pkafant dream, 2 Then were their forrows into laughter turn'd •, They then rejoic'd as much as late they mourn'd ; Dry'd were their tears — 'twas all one fcene of joy. While hymns of gratitude their tongues employ : 10 Nor lefs adonifli'd at the great event The heathen were, and murmur'd difcontent : What wonders has their God perform'd ? they cry 3 Wonders indeed ! we therefore fliout for joy. 4 And thou our brethren, gracious God, reftore ; 15 ' In their hard bondage let them figh no more : Let them return, and fill the crouded road. As, when the fouth wind blows, the rapid Hood Dildains confinement, and breaks down its mounds ; And all the plains in one wide deluge drowns. 20 5 Who trulls his grain unto a barren foil, Anxious he fears, 'twill not repay his toil ; But if glad rains a plenteous crop produce. What fudden tranfports o'er his foul difFufe ? 6 So I The PSALMS of David. 165 6 So we from exile happily return'd, 25 Where long our fetters and our woes we'ad moiirn'd, Re-feated in our native fields, are gay. And our Deliv'rer's clemency difplay : Ourfelves to life, to liberty refcor'd. We, raptur'd, fing the mercies of our Lord. 30 PSALM CXXVII. 1 f I ^HE great defign if not Jehovah blefs, JL Vainly we fcheme the lofty dome to raife, Nor watchful guards the city can fecure. If not protected by almighty pow'r. 2 If heav'n not man in all his toil fuftain, 5 He rifes early to his work in vain ; In vain he to his reft does late repair. And eat the bread of wearinefs and care. But heav'n your friend, attends your fchemes fuccefs, Profp'rous your labours, and you deep in peace. 10 3 He fhow'rs eternal bleffings on your head j Crowns with a num'rous race the nuptial bed : With infant-prate diverting cares away. Around you, fee, the dear-iov'd ftriplings play. 4 And fay, what nobler bleffings can afford 15 To his lov'd fervants our indulgent Lord ? Not boafts the warrior in th' embattled field More fure, more ftrong defence than what they yield. 5 Far happiefl he of all, on earth that dwell, Who with fuch arrows can his quiver fill! 20 Afore the judge when cited to appear, He'll not his wily adverfary fear. PSALM CXXVIII. 1 f I ^HRICE happy he who dreads th' omnifcient God, JL And, in his perfect way v/ith awe has trod ! 2 The produce of his toil he long fhall fhare. While all things prolper that employ his care. 3 His wife, the happy objedt of his love, 5 Pregnant, as is the fruitful vine, fhall prove ; And, like young olives on a fertile ground. His num'rous offspring croud his board around. M 3 4 Thus i66 The PSALMS of David. 4 Thus bleft is he, his Maker who reveres, Happy his days, devoid of griefs, of fears ! i o 5 With bounteous hand his God will ftili beftow; Bright joy, glad peace, fweet wealth unto him flow ; And more t' enhance his happinefs, fhall he Our Salem crown'd with endlefs blefTings fee ; 6 Join'd with his country's blifs, his own he'll find 15 While with parental tranfports glows his mindj His children's children will he fee poflcfs Plenteous domains, and die at length in peace. PSALM CXXIX. 1 TT^ULL oft (may Ifrael fay) 'gainil us have rofe, Jj Since firil we were a nation, caufelefs foes •, 2 Full oft our peace, our lives have they affaii'd ; But never yet their villain fchemes prevail'd. 3 Oft heavy burdens on our backs they've laid, 5 And with their barb'rous cruelties difmay'd. 4 But heav'n is ever juft — our bonds he'as broke, And freed his people fi"om their galling yoke. 5 May fure confufion and vain hopes await The impious nations that our Sion hate ; 10 6 Whither, like grafs on lofty roofs, our foes. Like grafs that never to perfedlion grows ; 7 Which, left the paPcime of the wanton wind. The mov^^er fcorns, nor will the gleaners bind ; 8 Which views the trav'ller with a carelefs eye, 15 Nor begs a bleffing, as he pafTes by. P S A L M CXXX. 1 T ^TITH griefs o'erwhelm'd, to thee, my God, Icry'd; V V On thee in all my killing woes reiy'd : 2 O hear me. Lord j attend my humble pray'r i The fad complainings of thy fervant hear. 3 If thou, vindidlive, not our crimes forgive, 5 Ah 1 who can bear the dreadful thought and live ? 4 But gracious. Lord, and merciful art thou ; With rev'rence in thy av^'ful dome we bow, 5 In thy fure word my only hope I place ; And wait the mercy of thy promised grace, 10 6 As The PSALMS of David. 167 6 As longs the wretched for the dawning day, So I for thy englad'ning preft-nce pray. 7 Hope in the Lord, ye jull ; for mercy's his, ' And he'Jl your fouls with flire redemption blefs. 8 From all her crimes the fpotted foul he'Jl clear, 15 And free from ev'ry peril, ev'ry fear. PSALM CXXXI. 1 f^OOY) God, I am not infoient and high, ^ VJ Nor view inferiors with a lofty eye. On wings of wild ambition I not foar. Nor things too deep for humane f]