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Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion my holy hill. A firm decree

I will declare: the Lord to me hath said, 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

The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be swayed, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse

Like to a potter's vessel shivered 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, lest 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.

PSALM III. August 9, 1653.

WHEN HE FLED FROM ABSALOM.

LORD, 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,

The exalter of my head I count :
Aloud I cried

Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied,

And heard me from his holy mount.

I lay and slept; I waked again;
For my sustain

Was the Lord. Of many millions
The populous rout

I fear not, though, encamping round about,

They pitch against me their pavilions.

Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou

Hast smote ere now

On the cheek-bone all my foes,

Of men abhorred

Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

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PSALM IV. August 10, 1653.

ANSWER me when I call
God of my righteousness;
In straits and in distress,
Thou didst me disenthral

And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.

Great ones, how long will ye

My glory have in scorn?

How long be thus forborne

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 choose he knows);

Jehovah from on high

Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry.

Be awed, and do not sin;

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 show us good?

Talking like this world's brood;

But, Lord, thus let me pray:

On us lift up the light,

Lift up the favour of thy countenance bright.

Into my heart more joy

And gladness thou hast put,

Than 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

Me safe where'er I lie;

As in a rocky cell

Thou, Lord, alone, in safety makest me dwell.

PSALM V. August 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

Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear.
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 hatest; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie;

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.
Lord, lead me in thy righteousness,

Lead me because of those

That do observe if I transgress;

Set thy ways right before, where my step goes.
For, in his faltering 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

By their own counsels quelled;

Push them to their rebellions all

Still on; for against thee they have rebelled.
Then all who trust in thee, shall bring

Their joy; while thou from blame
Defendest 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

Him with thy lasting favour and good will.

PSALM VI. August 13, 1653.

LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;

Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,

And 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;

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days;
Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea;
My bed I water with my tears; mine eye

Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
I' the midst of all mine enemies that mark.

Depart, all ye that work iniquity,

Depart from me; for the voice of my weeping

The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer;

My supplication with acceptance fair

The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping

Mine enemies shall all be blank and dashed

With much confusion: then, grown red with shame,

They shall return in haste the way they came,

And in a moment shall be quite abashed.

PSALM VII. August 14, 1653.

UPON THE WORDS OF CUSH THE BENJAMITE AGAINST HIM.

LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I cry ;
Lest, as a lion (and no wonder)
He haste 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
Ill to him that meant me peace;
Or to him have rendered less,
And not freed my foe for nought;

Let the enemy pursue my soul,
And overtake it; let him tread
My life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust; and, there outspread,
Lodge it with dishonour foul.

Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,
Rouse thyself amidst the rage
Of my foes that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury assuage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command, which I desire.

So the 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

All people from the world's 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
My defence, and in him lies;
In him who, both just and wise,
Saves the upright of heart at last.

God is a just judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;

If the 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.

(His arrows purposely made he For them that persecute.) Behold