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On us lift up the light

Lift up the favour of thy count'nance bright. Into my heart more joy

31 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
Me safe where ere I lie
As in a rocky Cell

Thou Lord alone in safety mak'st me dwell.


PSAL. V. Aug. 12. 1653.

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

In wickedness delight
Evil with thee no biding makes
Fools or mad men stand not within thy fight.
All workers of iniquity

Thou hat'st; and them unbleft

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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

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 wayes right before, where my step goes.
For in his faltring mouth unstable

No word is firm or footh Their inside, troubles miserable ; An open grave their throat, their tongue they

God, find them guilty, let them fall

By their own counsels quelld;
Push them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebelld;
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
Him with thy lasting favour and good will.



PSAL. VI. Aug. 13. 1653.

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

Pity me Lord for I am much deject

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 fake For in death no remembrance is of thee;

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? 10 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


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

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 abalh't.


PSAL. VII. Aug. 14, 1653. Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.



God to thee I fie
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.


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 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
Rouze thy self amidst the rage
foes that

like fire;
And wake for me, their furi' afswage;
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 fight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
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


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 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.
(His arrows purposely made he
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.



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