So th' affemblies of each Nation
Will furround 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 power that do amiss.

But the just establish fast,

Since thou art the just God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is caft
My defence, and in him lies

In him who both just and wise
Saves th' upright of Heart at last.

God is a juft Judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If th' unjuft 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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He dig'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
And fell into the pit he made,

His mischief that due course doth keep,
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelay'd

Fall on his crown with ruine fteep.

Then will I Jehovah's praise
According to his justice raise
And fing the Name and Deitie
Of Jehovah the most high.

PSAL. VIII. Aug. 14. 1653.

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JEHOVAH our Lord how wondrous 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 bearth,
Out of the mouths of babes and fucklings thou
Haft founded strength because of all thy foes
To ftint th'enemy, and flack th’avengers brow
That bends his rage thy providence to oppose.
When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art,
The Moon and Starrs which thou so bright hast
In the
pure firmament, then faith my heart, [fet,
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 then Gods, thou mad'ft his lot,

With honour and with state thou haft him crown'd.

O're the works of thy hand thou mad'ft him Lord, Thou haft put all under his lordly feet,

All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word, All beafts that in the field or forreft meet.

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Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet
Sea-paths in fhoals do flide. And know no dearth.
O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth.

April, 1648. J. M.

Nine of the Pfalms done into Metre, wherein all but what is in a different Character, are the very words of the Text, tranflated from the Original.

PSAL. LXXX.

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HOU Shepherd that doft Ifrael keep
Give ear in time of need,

Who leadeft like a flock of fheep
Thy loved Jofephs feed,

That fitt'ft between the Cherubs bright
Between their wings out-spread

Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
And on our foes thy dread

2 In Ephraims view and Benjamins,
And in Manaffe's fight

Awake1 thy ftrength, come, and be feen

To fave us by thy might.

1 Gnorera.

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3 Turn us again, thy grace divine
To us O God vouchsafe;

Cause 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

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Thy 'fmoaking wrath, and angry
Against thy peoples praire.

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Thou feed'ft them with the bread of tears,
Their bread with tears they eat,

And mak'st them largely drink the tears
Wherwith 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 shine,

And then we shall be fafe.

8 A Vine from Ægypt thou haft brought, Thy free love made it thine,

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And drov❜ft out Nations proud and haut,
To plant this lovely Vine.

Thou did❜ft

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 fhade that cover'd all,
The Hills were over-spread

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2 Gnafhanta.

3 Shalifh.

4 Jilgnagu.

Her Bows as high as Cedars tall
Advanc'd their lofty head.

11 Her branches on the western fide
Down to the Sea fhe fent,
And upward to that river wide
Her other branches went.

12 Why hast thou laid her Hedges low
And brok'n down her Fence,

That all may pluck her, as they go,

With rudeft violence?

13 The tufked Boar out of the wood

Up turns it by the roots,

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While Beasts there brouze, and make their food
Her Grapes and tender Shoots.

14 Return now, God of Hofts, look down

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From Heav'n, thy Seat divine,

Behold us, but without a frown,

And vifit this thy Vine.

Visit this Vine, which thy right hand
Hath fet, and planted long,

And the young branch, that for thy felf
Thou haft made firm and ftrong.

16 But now it is confum'd with fire,
And cut with Axes down,

They perish at thy dreadfull ire,
At thy rebuke and frown.

17 Upon the man of thy right hand
Let thy good hand be laid,

Upon the Son of Man, whom thou
Strong for thy self haft made.

18 So fhall we not go back from thee
To wayes of fin and shame,

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