14 Why wilt thou Lord my

foul forfake,

And hide thy face from me,

15 That am already bruis'd, and shake
With terror fent from thee;
Bruz'd, and afflicted and fo low
As ready to expire,
While I thy terrors undergo

Aftonish'd with thine ire.

16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow Thy threatnings cut me through. 17 All day they round about me go, Like waves they me perfue.

18 Lover and friend thou haft remov'd
And fever'd from me far.

They fly me now whom I have lov'd,
And as in darkness are.

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A PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV.

This and the following Pfalm were done by the Author at fifteen years old.

HEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful Son,
After long toil their liberty had won,

And paft from Pharian Fields to Ca-
naan Land,

Led by the strength of the Almighties hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Ifrael shown,
His praise and glory was in Ifrael known.

3 Heb. Præ Concuffione.

That faw the troubled Sea, and fhivering fled,
And fought to hide his froth becurled head
Low in the earth, Jordans clear streams recoil,
As a faint Hoft that hath receiv'd the foil.
The high, huge-bellied Mountains skip like Rams
Amongst their Ews, the little Hills like Lambs.
Why fled the Ocean? And why skipt the Moun-
tains?
[tains?
Why turned Jordan toward his Chrystal Foun-
Shake earth, and at the presence be agast

Of him that ever was, and ay shall last,

That glaffy flouds from rugged rocks can crush, And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush.

PSAL. CXXXVI.

ET us with a gladsom mind
Praise the Lord, for he is kind
For his mercies ay endure,
Ever faithfull, ever fure.

Let us blaze his Name abroad,

For of gods he is the God;
For his, &c.

O let us his praises tell,

Who doth the wrathfull tyrants quell.

For his, &c.

Who with his miracles doth make
Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.
For his, &c.

Who by his wisdom did create

The painted Heav'ns fo full of state.
For his, &c.

Who did the folid Earth ordain
To rise above the watry plain.
For his, &c.

Who by his all-commanding might,
Did fill the new-made world with light.
For his, &c.

And caus'd the Golden-treffed Sun,
All the day long his courfe to run.
For his, &c.

The horned Moon to fhine by night,
Amongst her fpangled fifters bright.
For his, &c.

He with his thunder-clafping hand,
Smote the first-born of Egypt Land.
For his, &c.

And in despight of Pharao fell,
He brought from thence his Ifrael.

For, &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain,
Of the Erythræan main.

For, &c.

The flouds ftood ftill like Walls of Glafs,
While the Hebrew Bands did pass.

For, &c.

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But full foon they did devour

The Tawny King with all his power.
For, &c.

His chofen people he did bless

In the waftfull Wilderness.

For, &c.

In bloudy battel he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.
For, &c.

He foild bold Seon and his hoft
That rul'd the Amorrean coast.
For, &c.

And large-limb'd Og he did fubdue,

With all his over-hardy crew.

And freed us from the slavery

Of the invading enemy.
For, &c.

All living creatures he doth feed,

And with full hand supplies their need.

For, &c.

Let us therefore warble forth
His mighty Majefty and worth.
For, &c.

That his manfion hath on high
Above the reach of mortal eye.

For his mercies ay endure,
Ever faithfull, ever fure.

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