As in a rocky cell My soul; O save me for thy goodness sake: Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? I' the midst of all my enemies that mark. Depart, all ye that work iniquity, De part from me; for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer; My supplication with acceptance fair Thou, Lord, alone, in safety mak'st me dwell. The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. PSALM V. Aug. 12, 1653. JEHOVAH, to my words give ear, My meditation weigh; The voice of my complaining hear, My King and God; for unto thee I pray. Jehovah, thou my early voice Shalt in the morning hear : I' the morning I to thee with choice Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd shame, They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd. PSALM VII. Aug. 14, 1653. Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him. Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear. LORD, my God, to thee I fly; For thou art not a God that takes 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 lye; The bloody and guileful man God doth detest. But I will, in thy mercies dear, Thy numerous mercies, go Into thy house; I, in thy fear, Will towards thy holy temple worship low. Lead me, because of those Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. For,in his faltering mouth unstable, [smooth. No word is firm or sooth; Their inside, troubles miserable; An open grave their throat, their tongue they God, find them guilty, let them fall By their own counsels quell'd; Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd. Their joy; while thou from blame And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name. To bless the just man still; PSALM VI. Aug. 13, 1653. LORD, in thine apger do not reprehend me Save me and secure me under Lord, my God, if I have thought Let the enemy pursue my soul, Rouse thyself amidst the rage So the assemblies of each nation Judge me, Lord; be judge in this But the just establish fast, Since thou art the just God that tries God is a just judge and severe, His sword he whets, his bow hath bended The tools of death, that waits him near. (His arrows purposely made he He digg'd a pit, and delv'dit deep, His mischief, that due course doth keep, Fall on his crown with ruin steep. Then will I Jehovah's praise According to his justice raise, And sing the name and deity Of Jehovah the Most High. PSALM VIII. Aug. 14, 1653. O JEHOVAH Our Lord, how wonderous great Out of the tender mouths of latest birth. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, To stint the enemy, and slack the avenger's brow, That bends his rage thy Providence to oppose. When I behold thy Heavens, thy fingers' art, • The Moon, and stars, which thou so bright hast sét 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 than gods, thou mad'st his lot, With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd. O'er 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, All beasts that in the field or forest meet, Fowl of the Heavens, and fish that through the wet [dearth. Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no O Jehovah our Lord, how wonderous great And glorious is thy name through all the Earth! April, 1648. J. M; Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all ut what is in a different character, are the very words of the text, translated from the original. PSALM LXXX. 1. THOU Shepherd, that dost Israel keep, Give ear in time of need; Who leadest like a flock of sheep Thy loved Joseph's seed; That sitt'st between the cherubs bright, 2. In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, Awake thy strength, come, and be seen 3. Turn us again, thy grace divine And then we shall be safe. 4. Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou, How long wilt thou declare Thy smoking wrath, and angry brow Against thy people's prayer! 5. Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears; And mak'st them largely drink the tears 6. A strife thou mak'st us and a prey Among themselves they laugh, they play, O God of Hosts, vouchsafe; And then we shall be safe. 8. A vine from Egypt thou hast brought, And drov'st out nations, proud and haut, 9. Thou didst prepare for it a place, And fill'd the land at last. 10. With her green shade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread; Her boughs as high as cedars tall Advanc'd their lofty head. 11. Her branches on the western 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, 13. The tusked boar out of the wood Wild beasts there brouze, and make their food 14. Return now, God of Hosts, look down And visit this thy vine. 15. Visit this vine, which thy right hand 16. But now it is consum'd with fire, And cut with axes down; They perish at thy dreadful ire, At thy rebuke and frown. 17. Upon the man of thy right hand 18. So shall we not go back from thee 19. Return us, and thy grace divine, PSALM LXXXI. 1. To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King; To Jacob's God, that all may hear, Loud acclamations ring. 2. Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, And harp with pleasant string. A law of Jacob's 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 Egypt land; 'The tongue I heard was strange. 6. From burden, and from slavish toil, His bands from pots, and miry soil, 7. When trouble did thee sore assail, 8 Hear, O my People, hearken well; Thon ancient stock of Israel, If thou wilt list to me: 9. Throughout the land of thy abode. No alien God shall be, Nor shalt thou to a foreign God In honour bend thy knee. 10. I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land; Ask large enough, and I, besought, 11. And yet my people would not hear, And Israel, whom I lov'd so dear, 12. Then did I leave them to their will, 13. O, that my people would be wise, And O, that Israel would advise To walk my righteous ways! 14. Then would I soon bring down their foes, That now so proudly rise; And turn my hand against all those, 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 And satisfy them from the rock PSALM LXXXII. 1. God in the great assembly stands 2. How long will ye pervert the right 4. Defend the poor and desolate, Of him that help demands. 5. They know not, nor will understand, The Earth's foundations all are mov'd, 6. I said that ye were gods, yea all 7. But ye shall die like men, and fall As other princes die. 8. Rise, God; judge thou the Earth in might, This wicked Earth redress; For thou art he who shall by right PSALM LXXXIII. 1. BE not thou silent now at length, 2. For lo, thy furious foes now swell, And they that hate thee, proud and fell, 3. Against thy people they contrive 4. Come, let us cut them off, say they, Till they no nation be; That Israel's name for evermay Be lost in memory. 3. For they consult with all their might, 6. The tents of Edom, and the brood, Moab, with them of Hagar's blood That in the desart dwell, 7. Gebal and Ammon there conspire, And hateful Amalec, The Philistines, and they of Tyre, Whose bounds the sea doth check. 8. With them great Ashur also bands, 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 Jabin's host, When, at the brook of Kishon old, 10. At Endor quite cut off, and roll'd 11. As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, As Zeba and Zalmunna bled, 12. For they amidst their pride have said, 13. My God, oh make them as a wheel, Like stubble from the wind. 14. As when an aged wood takes fire The greedy flame runs higher and higher 15. So with thy whirlwind them pursue, 16. And, till they yield thee honour due, 17. Asham'd, and troubled, let them be, With shame, and'scape it never. 18. Then shall they know, that thou, whose name Jehovah is alone, Art the Most High, and thou the same PSALM LXXXIV. 1. How lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hosts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are, Where thou dost dwell so near! 2. My soul doth long and almost die O living God, for thee. 3. There even the sparrow, freed from wrong, Hath found a house of rest; The swallow there, to lay her young Even by thy altars, Lord of Hosts, And home they fly from round the coasts 4. Happy, who in thy house reside, Where thee they ever praise ! 5. Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways! 6. They pass through Baca's thirsty vale, That dry and barren ground; As through a fruitful watery dale, Where springs and showers abound. 7. They journey on from strength to strength With joy and glad some cheer, Till all before our God at length In Sion do appear. 8. Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer, O Jacob's 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, Than in the joys of vanity A thousand days at best. Than dwell in tents, and rich abode, With sin for evermore. 11. For God, the Lord, both sun and shield, Gives grace and glory bright; No good from them shall be withheld 12. Lord God of Hosts, that reign'st on high; That man is truly blest, Who only on thee doth rely, PSALM LXXXV. 1. THY land to favour graciously Thou hast, not, Lord, been slack; Thou hast from hard captivity Returned Jacob back. 2. The iniquity thou didst forgive 3. Thine anger all thou had'st remov❜d, From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd Far worse than fire to burn. 4. God of our saving health and peace, Thine indignation cause to cease 5. Wilt thou be angry without end, Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend 6. Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice, That so thy people may rejoice By thee preserv'd alive? 7. Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, Tous thy mercy shew; Thy saving health to us afford, And life in us renew. 8. And now, what God the Lord will speak, I will go straight 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, 1. THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline, O hear me, I thee pray; For I am poor, and almost pine With need, and sad decay. 2. Preserve my soul; for I have trod 3. Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy servant's 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. For thou wilt grant me free access, 8. Like thee among the gods is none, Of all that other gods have done Like to thy glorious works. 9. The nations all whom thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before thee, Lord, 10. For great thou art, and wonders great 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, So shall it never slide. 12. Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, With my whole heart, and blaze abroad 13. For great thy mercy is toward me, And thou hast freed my soul, Even from the lowest Hell set free, From deepest darkness foul. 14. O God, the proud against me rise, 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 styl'd Most merciful, most true. 16. O, turn to me thy face at length, And me have mercy on; Unto thy servant give thy strength, And be asham'd; because thou, Lord, PSALM LXXXVII. 1. AMONG the holy mountains high His temple there is plac'd. 2. Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store, 3. City of God, most glorious things Of thee abroad are spoke ; 4. I mention Egypt, where proud kings I mention Babel to my friends, And Tyre with Ethiops' utmost ends, 5. But twice that praise shall in our ear This and this man was born in her; 6. The Lord shall write it in a scroll That this man there was born. 7. Both they who sing, and they who dance, With sacred songs are there; In thee fresh books, and softstreams glance, PSALM LXXXVIII. 1. LORD God, that dost me save and keep, All day to thee I cry; And all night long before thee weep, 2. Into thy presence let my prayer And to my cries, that ceaseless are, 3. For, cloy'd with woes and trouble store, Surcharg'd my soul doth lie; My life, at Death's uncheerful door, |