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Hy do the Gentiles tumult, and the Nations
  Muse a vain thing, the Kings of th' earth upstand
  With power, and Princes in their Congregations
Lay deep their plots together through each Land,
  Against the Lord and his Messiah dear.
  Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand
Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,
  Their twisted cords: he who in Heaven doth dwell
  Shall laugh, the Lord shall scoff them, then severe

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Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell
  And fierce ire trouble them; but I saith hee
  Anointed have my King (though ye rebell)
On Sion my holi' hill. A firm decree
  I will declare; the Lord to me hath say'd
  Thou art my Son I have begotten thee
This day; ask of me, and the grant is made;
  As thy possession I on thee bestow
  Th' Heathen, and as thy conquest to be sway'd
Earths utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low

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  With Iron Scepter bruis'd, and them disperse
  Like to a potters vessel shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length ye Kings averse
  Be taught ye Judges of the earth; with fear
  Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse
With trembling; kiss the Son least he appear
  In anger and ye perish in the way
  If once his wrath take fire like fuel sere.
Happy all those who have in him their stay.

 

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Ord how many are my foes
        How many those
    That in arms against me rise
        Many are they
  That of my life distrustfully thus say,
No help for him in God there lies.
But thou Lord art my shield my glory,
        Thee through my story
    Th' exalter of my head I count

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        Aloud I cry'd
  Unto Jehovah, he full soon reply'd
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept, I wak'd again,
        For my sustain
    Was the Lord. Of many millions
        The populous rout
  I fear not though incamping round about
They pitch against me their Pavillions.
Rise Lord, save me my God for thou

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        Hast smote ere now
    On the cheek-bone all my foes,
        Of men abhor'd
  Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

 

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Nswer me when I call
God of my righteousness;
In straights and in distres
Thou didst me disinthrall
And set at large; now spare,
  Now pity me, and hear my earnest prai'r.
Great ones how long will ye
My glory have in scorn
How long be thus forborn

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Still to love vanity,
To love, to seek, to prize
  Things false and vain and nothing else but lies?
Yet know the Lord hath chose
Chose to himself a part
The good and meek of heart
(For whom to chuse he knows)
Jehovah from on high
  Will hear my voyce what time to him I crie.
Be aw'd, and do not sin,

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Speak to your hearts alone,
Upon your beds, each one,
And be at peace within.
Offer the offerings just
  Of righteousness and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say
Who yet will shew us good?
Talking like this worlds brood;
But Lord, thus let me pray,
On us lift up the light

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  Lift up the favour of thy count'nance bright.
Into my heart more joy
And gladness thou hast put
Then when a year of glut
Their stores doth over-cloy
And from their plenteous grounds
  With vast increase their corn and wine abounds.
In peace at once will I
Both lay me down and sleep
For thou alone dost keep

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Me safe where ere I lie
As in a rocky Cell
  Thou Lord alone in safety mak'st me dwell.

 

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Ehovah to my words give ear
        My meditation waigh
  The voyce of my complaining hear
My King and God for unto thee I pray.
  Jehovah thou my early voyce
        Shalt in the morning hear
  Ith' morning I to thee with choyce
Will rank my Prayers, and watch till thou appear.
  For thou art not a God that takes

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        In wickedness delight
  Evil with thee no biding makes
Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight.
  All workers of iniquity
        Thou hat'st; and them unblest
  Thou wilt destroy that speak a ly
The bloodi' and guileful man God doth detest.
  But I will in thy mercies dear
        Thy numerous mercies go
  Into thy house; I in thy fear

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Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
  Lord lead me in thy righteousness
        Lead me because of those
  That do observe if I transgress,
Set thy wayes right before, where my step goes.
  For in his faltring mouth unstable
        No word is firm or sooth
  Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth.
  God, find them guilty, let them fall

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        By their own counsels quell'd;
  Push them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd;
  Then all who trust in thee shall bring
        Their joy, while thou from blame
  Defend'st them, they shall ever sing
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.
  For thou Jehovah wilt be found
        To bless the just man still,
  As with a shield thou wilt surround

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Him with thy lasting favour and good will.
 

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Ord in thine anger do not reprehend me
  Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;
Pity me Lord for I am much deject
  Am very weak and faint; heal and amend me,
For all my bones, that even with anguish ake,
  Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore;
And thou O Lord how long? turn Lord, restore
  My soul, O save me for thy goodness sake
For in death no remembrance is of thee;

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  Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my dayes,
  Nightly my Couch I make a kind of Sea;
My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eie
  Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
Ith' mid'st of all mine enemies that mark.
  Depart all ye that work iniquitie.
Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
  The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my prai'r
My supplication with acceptance fair

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  The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash't
  With much confusion; then grow red with shame,
They shall return in hast the way they came
  And in a moment shall be quite abash't.

 

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Ord my God to thee I flie
Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I crie
Least as a Lion (and no wonder)
He hast to tear my Soul asunder
Tearing and no rescue nigh.

Lord my God if I have thought
Or done this, if wickedness
Be in my hands, if I have wrought

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Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him have render'd less,
And not fre'd my foe for naught;

Let th' enemy pursue my soul
And overtake it, let him tread
My life down to the earth and roul
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust and there out spread
Lodge it with dishonour foul.

Rise Jehovah in thine ire

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Rouze thy self amidst the rage
Of my foes that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their furi' asswage;
Judgment here thou didst ingage
And command which I desire.

So th' assemblies of each Nation
Will surround thee, seeking right,
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright

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All people from the worlds foundation.

Judge me Lord, be judge in this
According to my righteousness
And the innocence which is
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness
And their power that do amiss.

But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the just God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is cast

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My defence, and in him lies
In him who both just and wise
Saves th' upright of Heart at last.

God is a just Judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If th' unjust will not forbear,
His Sword he whets, his Bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death, that waits him near.

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For them that persecute.) Behold
He travels big with vanitie,
Trouble he hath conceav'd of old
As in a womb, and from that mould
Hath at length brought forth a Lie.

He dig'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
And fell into the pit he made,
His mischief that due course doth keep
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelay'd

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Fall on his crown with ruine steep.

Then will I Jehovah's praise
According to his justice raise
And sing the Name and Deitie
Of Jehovah the most high.

 

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Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth?
So as above the Heavens thy praise to set
  Out of the tender mouths of latest bearth,

Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
  Hast founded strength because of all thy foes
To stint th' enemy, and slack th' avengers brow
  That bends his rage thy providence to oppose.

When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art,

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  The Moon and Starrs which thou so bright hast set,
In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
  O what is man that thou remembrest yet,

And think'st upon him; or of man begot
  That him thou visit'st and of him art found;
Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad'st his lot,
  With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd.

O're the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord,
  Thou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word,

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  All beasts that in the field or forrest meet.

Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet
  Sea-paths in shoals do slide. And know no dearth.
O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
  And glorious is thy name through all the earth.

 

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Hou Shepherd that dost Israel keep
    Give ear in time of need,
  Who leadest like a flock of sheep
    Thy loved Josephs seed,
  That sitt'st between the Cherubs bright
    Between their wings out-spread
  Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
    And on our foes thy dread.
2 In Ephraims view and Benjamins,

* Gnorera.

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    And in Manasse's sight
  Awake* thy strength, come, and be seen
    To save us by thy might.
3 Turn us again, thy grace divine
    To us O God vouchsafe;
  Cause thou thy face on us to shine
    And then we shall be safe.
4 Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou,
    How long wilt thou declare

* Gnashanta.

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  Thy *smoaking wrath, and angry brow
    Against thy peoples praire.
5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,
    Their bread with tears they eat,

* Shalish.

  And mak'st them* largely drink the tears
    Wherwith their cheeks are wet.
6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey
    To every neighbour foe,

* Jilgnagu.

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  Among themselves they *laugh, they *play,
    And flouts at us they throw.
7 Return us, and thy grace divine,
    O God of Hosts vouchsafe
  Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
    And then we shall be safe.
8 A Vine from Ægypt thou hast brought,
    Thy free love made it thine,
  And drov'st out Nations proud and haut
    To plant this lovely Vine.
9 Thou did'st prepare for it a place
    And root it deep and fast
  That it began to grow apace,

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    And fill'd the land at last.
10 With her green shade that cover'd all,
    The Hills were over-spread
  Her Bows as high as Cedars tall
    Advanc'd their lofty head.
11 Her branches on the western side
    Down to the Sea she sent,
  And upward to that river wide
    Her other branches went.
12 Why hast thou laid her Hedges low

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    And brok'n down her Fence,
  That all may pluck her, as they go,
    With rudest violence?
13 The tusked Boar out of the wood
    Up turns it by the roots,
  Wild Beasts there brouze, and make their food
    Her Grapes and tender Shoots.
14 Return now, God of Hosts, look down
    From Heav'n, thy Seat divine,
  Behold us, but without a frown,

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    And visit this thy Vine.
15 Visit this Vine, which thy right hand
    Hath set, and planted long,
  And the young branch, that for thy self
    Thou hast made firm and strong.
16 But now it is consum'd with fire,
    And cut with Axes down,
  They perish at thy dreadfull ire,
    At thy rebuke and frown.
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    Let thy good hand be laid,
  Upon the Son of Man, whom thou
    Strong for thyself hast made.
18 So shall we not go back from thee
    To wayes of sin and shame,
  Quick'n us thou, then gladly wee
    Shall call upon thy Name.
  Return us, and thy grace divine
    Lord God of Hosts voutsafe,
  Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

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    And then we shall be safe.

 

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O God our strength sing loud, and clear,
    Sing loud to God our King,
  To Jacobs God, that all may hear
    Loud acclamations ring.
2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song
    The Timbrel hither bring
  The cheerfull Psaltry bring along
    And Harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon

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    With Trumpets lofty sound,
  Th' appointed time, the day wheron
    Our solemn Feast comes round.
4 This was a Statute giv'n of old
    For Israel to observe
  A Law of Jacobs God, to hold
    From whence they might not swerve.
5 This he a Testimony ordain'd
    In Joseph, not to change,
  When as he pass'd through Ægypt land;

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    The Tongue I heard, was strange.
6 From burden, and from slavish toyle
    I set his shoulder free;
  His hands from pots, and mirie soyle
    Deliver'd were by me.
7 When trouble did thee sore assaile,
    On me then didst thou call,
  And I to free thee did not faile,
    And led thee out of thrall.

* Be Sether ragnam.

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  I answer'd thee in *thunder deep
    With clouds encompass'd round;
  I tri'd thee at the water steep
    Of Meriba renown'd.
8 Hear O my people, heark'n well,
    I testifie to thee
  Thou antient flock of Israel,
    If thou wilt list to mee,
9 Through out the land of thy abode
    No alien God shall be
  Nor shalt thou to a forein God

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    In honour bend thy knee.
10 I am the Lord thy God which brought
    Thee out of Ægypt land
  Ask large enough, and I, besought,
    Will grant thy full demand.
11 And yet my people would not hear,
    Nor hearken to my voice;
  And Israel whom I lov'd so dear
    Mislik'd me for his choice.
12 Then did I leave them to their will

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    And to their wandring mind;
  Their own conceits they follow'd still
    Their own devises blind.
13 O that my people would be wise
    To serve me all their daies,
  And O that Israel would advise
    To walk my righteous waies.
14 Then would I soon bring down their foes
    That now so proudly rise,
  And turn my hand against all those

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    That are their enemies.
15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain
    To bow to him and bend,
  But they, His people, should remain,
    Their time should have no end.
16 And he would feed them from the shock
    With flower of finest wheat,
  And satisfie them from the rock
    With Honey for their Meat.

 

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Od in the *great *assembly stands

* Bagnadath-el. + Bekerev. *Tishphetu [*]gnavel.

    Of Kings and lordly States,
  Among the gods+ on both his hands
    He judges and debates.
2 How long will ye *pervert the right
    With *judgment false and wrong
  Favouring the wicked by your might,
    Who thence grow bold and strong?
3 Regard the *weak and fatherless

* Shiphtu-dal. + Hatzdiku.

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    *Dispatch the *poor mans cause,
  And +raise the man in deep distress
    By +just and equal Lawes.
4 Defend the poor and desolate,
    And rescue from the hands
  Of wicked men the low estate
    Of him that help demands.
5 They know not nor will understand,
    In darkness they walk on,
  The Earths foundations all are *mov'd

* Jimmotu.

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    And *out of order gon.
6 I said that ye were Gods, yea all
    The Sons of God most high
7 But ye shall die like men, and fall
    As other Princes die.
8 Rise God, *judge thou the earth in might,

* Shiphta.

    This wicked earth *redress,
  For thou art he who shalt by right
    The Nations all possess.

 

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E not thou silent now at length
  O God hold not thy peace,
  Sit not thou still O God of strength
    We cry and do not cease.

* Jehemajun.

2 For lo thy furious foes now *swell
    And *storm outrageously,
  And they that hate thee proud and fell
    Exalt their heads full hie.

+ Jagnarimu + Sod. * Jithjagnatsu gnal. *Tsephuneca.

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3 Against thy people they +contrive
    +Their Plots and Counsels deep,
  *Them to ensnare they chiefly strive
    *Whom thou dost hide and keep.
4 Come let us cut them off say they,
    Till they no Nation be
  That Israels name for ever may
    Be lost in memory.

+ Lev jachdau.

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5 For they consult +with all their might,
    And all as one in mind
  Themselves against thee they unite
    And in firm union bind.
6 The tents of Edom, and the brood
    Of scornful Ishmael,
  Moab, with them of Hagars blood
    That in the Desart dwell,
7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
    And hateful Amalec,
  The Philistims, and they of Tyre
    Whose hounds the Sea doth check.
8 With them great Asshur also bands

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    And doth confirm the knot,
  All these have lent their armed hands
    To aid the Sons of Lot.
9 Do to them as to Midian bold
    That wasted all the Coast.
  To Sisera, and as is told
    Thou didst to Jabins hoast,
  When at the brook of Kishon old
    They were repulst and slain,
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    As dung upon the plain.
11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped
    So let their Princes speed
  As Zeba, and Zalmunna bled
    So let their Princes bleed.
12 For they amidst their pride have said
    By right now shall we seize
  Gods houses, and will now invade

+ Neoth Elohim bears both.

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    +Their stately Palaces.
13 My God, oh make them as a wheel
    No quiet let them find,
  Giddy and restless let them reel
    Like stubble from the wind.
14 As when an aged wood takes fire
    Which on a sudden straies,
  The greedy flame runs hier and hier
    Till all the mountains blaze,
15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
    And with thy tempest chase;

*They seek thy Name. Heb.

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16 *And till they *yield thee honour due,
  Lord fill with shame their face.
17 Asham'd and troubl'd let them be,
    Troubl'd and sham'd for ever,
  Ever confounded, and so die
    With shame, and scape it never.
18 Then shall they know that thou whose name
    Jehova is alone,
  Art the most high, and thou the same
    O're all the earth art one.

 

1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
    O Lord of Hoasts, how dear
  The pleasant Tabernacles are!
    Where thou do'st dwell so near.
2 My Soul doth long and almost die
    Thy Courts O Lord to see,
  My heart and flesh aloud do crie,
    O living God, for thee.
3 There ev'n the Sparrow freed from wrong

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    Hath found a house of rest,
  The Swallow there, to lay her young
    Hath built her brooding nest,
  Ev'n by thy Altars Lord of Hoasts
    They find their safe abode,
And home they fly from round the Coasts
    Toward thee, My King, my God.
4 Happy, who in thy house reside
    Where thee they ever praise,
5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,

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    And in their hearts thy waies.
6 They pass through Baca's thirstie Vale,
    That dry and barren ground
  As through a fruitfull watry Dale
    Where Springs and Showrs abound.
7 They journey on from strength to strength
    With joy and gladsom cheer
  Till all before our God at length
    In Sion do appear.
8 Lord God of Hoasts hear now my praier

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    O Jacobs God give ear,
9 Thou God our shield look on the face
    Of thy anointed dear.
10 For one day in thy Courts to be
    Is better, and more blest
  Then in the joyes of Vanity,
    A thousand daies at best.
  I in the temple of my God
    Had rather keep a dore,
  Then dwell in Tents, and rich abode

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    With Sin for evermore.
11 For God the Lord both Sun and Shield
    Gives grace and glory bright,
  No good from them shall be with-held
    Whose waies are just and right.
12 Lord God of Hoasts that raign'st on high,
  That man is truly blest
  Who only on thee doth relie.
    And in thee only rest.

 

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Hy Land to favour graciously
  Thou hast not Lord been slack,
  Thou hast from hard Captivity
    Returned Jacob back.
2 Th' iniquity thou didst forgive
    That wrought thy people woe,
  And all their Sin, that did thee grieve
    Hast hid where none shall know.
3 Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd,

+ Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath.

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    And calmly didst return
  From thy +fierce wrath which we had prov'd
    Far worse then fire to burn.
4 God of our saving health and peace,
    Turn us, and us restore,
 Thine indignation cause to cease
    Toward us, and chide no more.
5 Wilt thou be angry without end,
    For ever angry thus
  Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend

* Heb. Turn to quicken us.

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    From age to age on us?
6 Wilt thou not *turn, and hear our voice
    And us again* revive,
  That so thy people may rejoyce
    By thee preserv'd alive.
7 Cause us to see thy goodness Lord,
    To us thy mercy shew
  Thy saving health to us afford
    And life in us renew.
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    I will go strait and hear,
  For to his people he speaks peace
    And to his Saints full dear,
  To his dear Saints he will speak peace,
    But let them never more
  Return to folly, but surcease
    To trespass as before.
9 Surely to such as do him fear
    Salvation is at hand
  And glory shall ere long appear

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    To dwell within our Land.
10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd
    Now joyfully are met
  Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd
    And hand in hand are set.
11 Truth from the earth like to a flowr
    Shall bud and blossom then,
  And Justice from her heavenly bowr
    Look down on mortal men.
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    Whatever thing is good
  Our Land shall forth in plenty throw
    Her fruits to be our food.
13 Before him Righteousness shall go
    His Royal Harbinger,
  Then* will he come, and not be slow

* Heb. He will set his steps to the way.

    His footsteps cannot err.

 

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Hy gracious ear, O Lord, encline,
  O hear me I thee pray,
  For I am poor, and almost pine

+ Heb. I am good, loving, a doer of good and holy things.

    With need, and sad decay.
2 Preserve my soul, for* I have trod
    Thy waies, and love the just,
  Save thou thy servant O my God
    Who still in thee doth trust.
3 Pitty me Lord for daily the

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    I call; 4 O make rejoyce
  Thy Servants Soul; for Lord to thee
    I lift my soul and voice,
5 For thou art good, thou Lord art prone
    To pardon, thou to all
  Art full of mercy, thou alone
    To them that on thee call.
6 Unto my supplication Lord
    Give ear, and to the crie
  Of my incessant praiers afford

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    Thy hearing graciously.
7 I in the day of my distress
    Will call on thee for aid;
  For thou wilt grant me free access
    And answer, what I pray'd.
8 Like thee among the gods is none
    O Lord, nor any works
  Of all that other Gods have done
    Like to thy glorious works.
9 The Nations all whom thou hast made

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  Shall come, and all shall frame
  To bow them low before thee Lord,
    And glorifie thy name.
10 For great thou art, and wonders great
    By thy strong hand are done,
  Thou in thy everlasting Seat
    Remainest God alone.
11 Teach me O Lord thy way most right,
    I in thy truth will bide,
  To fear thy name my heart unite

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    So shall it never slide.
12 Thee will I praise O Lord my God
    Thee honour, and adore
  With my whole heart, and blaze abroad
    Thy name for ever more.
13 For great thy mercy is toward me,
    And thou hast free'd my Soul
  Eev'n from the lowest Hell set free
    From deepest darkness foul.
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    And violent men are met
  To seek my life, and in their eyes
    No fear of thee have set.
15 But thou Lord art the God most mild
    Readiest thy grace to shew,
  Slow to be angry, and art stil'd
    Most mercifull, most true.
16 O turn to me thy face at length,
    And me have mercy on,
  Unto thy servant give thy strength,

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    And save thy hand-maids Son.
17 Some sign of good to me afford,
    And let my foes then see
  And be asham'd, because thou Lord
    Do'st help and comfort me.

 

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Mong the holy Mountains high
  Is his foundation fast,
  There Seated in his Sanctuary,
    His Temple there is plac't.
2 Sions fair Gates the Lord loves more
    Then all the dwellings faire
  Of Jacobs Land, though there be store,
    And all within his care.
3 City of God, most glorious things

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    Of thee abroad are spoke;
4 I mention Egypt, where proud Kings
    Did our forefathers yoke,
  I mention Babel to my friends,
    Philistia full of scorn,
  And Tyre with Ethiops utmost ends,
    Lo this man there was born:
5 But twise that praise shall in our ear
  Be said of Sion last
  This and this man was born in her,

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    High God shall fix her fast.
6 The Lord shall write it in a Scrowle
    That ne're shall be out-worn
  When he the Nations doth enrowle
    That this man there was born.
7 Both they who sing, and they who dance
    With sacred Songs are there,
  In thee fresh brooks, and soft streams glance
    And all my fountains clear.

 

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Ord God that dost me save and keep,
  All day to thee I cry;
  And all night long, before thee weep
    Before thee prostrate lie.
2 Into thy presence let my praier
    With sighs devout ascend
  And to my cries, that ceaseless are,
    Thine ear with favour bend.
3 For cloy'd with woes and trouble store

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    Surcharg'd my Soul doth lie,
  My life at death' s uncherful dore
    Unto the grave draws nigh.
4 Reck'n'd I am with them that pass

* Heb. A man without manly strength.

    Down to the dismal pit
  I am a *man, but weak alas
    And for that name unfit.
5 From life discharg'd and parted quite
    Among the dead to sleep,
  And like the slain in bloody fight

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    That in the grave lie deep.
  Whom thou rememberest no more,
    Dost never more regard,
  Them from thy hand deliver'd o're
    Deaths hideous house hath barr'd.
6 Thou in the lowest pit profound
    Hast set me all forlorn,
  Where thickest darkness hovers round,
    In horrid deeps to mourn.
7 Thy wrath from which no shelter saves

* The Heb. bears both.

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    Full sore doth press on me;
  *Thou break'st upon me all thy waves,
    *And all thy waves break me.
8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange,
    And mak'st me odious,
  Me to them odious, for they change,
    And I here pent up thus.
9 Through sorrow, and affliction great
    Mine eye grows dim and dead,
  Lord all the day I thee entreat,

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    My hands to thee I spread.
10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead,
  Shall the deceas'd arise
  And praise thee from their loathsom bed
    With pale and hollow eyes?
11 Shall they thy loving kindness tell
    On whom the grave hath hold,
  Or they who in perdition dwell
    Thy faithfulness unfold?
12 In darkness can thy mighty hand

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    Or wondrous acts be known,
  Thy justice in the gloomy land
    Of dark oblivion?
13 But I to thee O Lord do cry
    E're yet my life be spent,
  And up to thee my praier doth hie
    Each morn, and thee prevent.
14 Why wilt thou Lord my soul forsake,
    And hide thy face from me,

+ Heb. Prae Concussione.

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15 That am already bruis'd, and +shake
    With terror sent from thee;
  Bruz'd, and afflicted and so low
    As ready to expire,
  While I thy terrors undergo
    Astonish'd with thine ire.
16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow
    Thy threatnings cut me through.
17 All day they round about me go,
    Like waves they me persue.
18 Lover and friend thou hast remov'd

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    And sever'd from me far.
  They fly me now whom I have lov'd,
    And as in darkness are.