195 When I behold thy Heav'ns, thy fingers' art, O what is man that thou remembrest yet, And think'ft upon him; or of man begot, That him thou vifit'ft, and of him art found? Scarce to be lefs than Gods, thou mad'ft his lot, With honor and with state thou haft him crown'd. O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'ft him Lord, Fowl of the Heav'ns, and fish that through the wet April, 1648. J. M. Nine of the PSALMS done into Meter, 15 20 Wherein all, but what is in a different character, are' the very words of the text, tranflated from the original. I TH PSA L. LXXX. HOU Shepherd that doft Ifrael keep, Who leadeft like a flock of fheep Thy loved Jofeph's feed ; O2 That That fitft between the Cherubs bright, Between their wings out-spread, Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, 2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, And in Manaffe's fight, Awake* thy ftrength, come, To fave us by thy might. and be seen 3 Turn us again, thy grace divine To us, O God, vouchsafe; Caufe thou thy face on us to fhine, And then we shall be safe. 4 Lord God of Hofts, how long wilt thou, How long wilt thou declare Thyfmoking wrath, and angry brow Against thy people's prayer! 5 Thou feed'ft them with the bread of tears, Their bread with tears they eat, And mak'ft them ‡ largely drink the tears Wherewith their cheeks are wet. 6 A ftrife thou mak'ft us and a prey To every neighbour foe, Among themselves they laugh, they play, And || flouts at us they throw. 7 Return us, and thy grace divine, O God of Hofts, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to fhine, And then we shall be fafe. 5 15 20 25 30 * Gnorera. + Gnabanta. Shalish, Filgnagu. 8 A vine A vine from Egypt thou haft brought, And drov'ft out nations, proud and haut, 9 Thou didst prepare for it a place, And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace, And fill'd the land at laft. 10 With her green fhade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread, Her boughs as high as cedars tall 35 40 Advanc'd their lofty head. 14 Return now, God of Hofts, look down From Heav'n, thy feat divine, Behold us, but without a frown, And vifit this thy vine. 60 15 Vifit this vine, which thy right hand Hath fet, and planted long, And the young branch, that for thyfelf 16 But now it is confum'd with fire, They perish at thy dreadful ire, At thy rebuke and frown. 17 Upon the man of thy right hand Let thy good hand be laid, Upon the fon of man, whom thou 18 So fhall we not go back from thee Quicken us thou, then gladly we Shall call upon thy Name. 19 Return us, and thy grace divine, 1 To LXXXI. O God our ftrength fing loud, and clear, To Jacob's God, that all may bear, Loud acclamations ring. 2. Prepare a hymn, prepare a fong, The timbrel hither bring, The chearful pfaltry bring along, 65 70 75 80 3 Blow, 3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon With trumpets' lofty found, Th' appointed time, the day whereon *Our folemn feaft comes round. 4 This was a ftatute giv'n of old For Ifrael to obferve, A law of Jacob's God, to hold, From whence they might not fwerve. When as he pafs'd through Egypt land; His hands from pots, and miry foil, Deliver'd were by me. 7 When trouble did thee fore affail, On me then didst thou call, I answer'd thee in * thunder deep I try'd thee at the water fleep Of Meriba renown'd. 8 Hear, O my People, hearken well, I testify to thee, Thou ancient flock of Ifrael, If thou wilt lift to me, *Be Sether ragnam. 0 4 9 Throughout |