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· Aug. 14. 1653.
O JEHOVAH our Lord, how wonderous 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 birth.
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
Hast founded strength, because of all thy foés, To stint the enemy, and släck the avenger's brow,
That bends his rage thy Providence to oppose:
When I behold thy heaven's, thy fingers' art,
0, 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 God's thou mad'st his lot,
With honour and with state thou hast hin crown'd. O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord,
Thou hast put all under his lordly feet;
All beasts, that in the field, or forest 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 wonderous great
And glorious is thy Name through all the earth!
April, 1648. J. M. i . .
::rolleri, Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all, but - what is in a different character, are the very words
of the text, translated from the original,
1. Thou Shepherd, that dost Israel keep
Give ear in time of need ?
Thy loved Joseph's seed;
Between their wings out-spread;
2. In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,
And in-Manasse's sight,
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
Against thy people's prayer !
5. Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears ;
Their bread with tears they eat;
Wherewith their cheeks are wet.
6. A strife thou mak'st us and a prey
To every neighbour foe;
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 Egypt thou hast brought,
Thy free love made it thine,
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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 last.
10. With her green shade that cover'd all,
The hills were over-spread;
Advanc'd their lofty head.
11. Here 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,
And broken 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 Heaven, thy seat divine; Behold us, but without a froun,
And visit this thy vine.