He travails big with vanity; He digged a pit, and delved it deep, His mischief, that due course doth keep, Of violence will, undelayed, Fall on his crown with ruin steep. Then will I Jehovah's praise PSALM VIII. August 14, 1653. O JEHOVAH our Lord, how wondrous great Out of the tender mouths of latest birth. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou When I behold thy heavens, thy fingers' art, In the pure firmament; then saith my heart, And thinkest upon him; or of man begot, That him thou visitest, and of him art found! Scarce to be less than gods, thou madest his lot, With honour and with state thou hast him crowned. O'er the works of thy hand thou madest him lord, 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 wondrous great And glorious is thy name through all the earth! April, 1648. J. M. 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. PSALM LXXX. 1 THOU, Shepherd, that dost Israel keep, Give ear in time of need; Who leadest like a flock of sheep Thy loved Joseph's seed; That sittest between the cherubs bright, Between their wings outspread; Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, 2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, Awake thy strength, come, and be seen 3 Turn us again, thy grace divine Cause thou thy face on us to shine, 4 Lord God of hosts, how long wilt thou, 5 Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; 6 A strife thou makest us and a prey Among themselves they laugh, they play, 7 Return us, and thy grace divine, Cause thou thy face on us to shine, 8 A vine from Egypt thou hast brought, And drovest out nations proud and haut, 9 Thou didst prepare for it a place, And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace, And filled the land at last. 10 With her green shade that covered all, Her boughs as high as cedars tall 11 Her branches on the western side 12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low 13 The tusked boar out of the wood Up turns it by the roots; Wild beasts there browze, and make their food 14 Return now, God of hosts, look down From heaven, thy seat divine; 15 Visit this vine, which thy right hand And the young branch, that for thyself 16 But now it is consumed with fire, They perish at thy dreadful ire, 17 Upon the Man of thy right hand 18 So shall we not go back from thee 19 Return us, and thy grace divine, PSALM LXXXI. 1 To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King; To Jacob's God, that all may hear, 2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, 3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon The appointed time, the day whereon 4 This was a statute given of old A law of Jacob's God, to hold, 5 This he a testimony ordained In Joseph, not to change, When, as he passed through Egypt land, The tongue I heard was strange. 6 From burden, and from slavish toil, His hands from pots, and miry soil, 7 When trouble did thee sore assail, 8 Hear, O my people, hearken well; If thou wilt list to me: 9 Throughout the land of thy abode Nor shalt thou to a foreign god 10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land; Ask large enough, and I, besought, 11 And yet my people would not hear, 12 Then did I leave them to their will, And to their wandering mind; Their own conceits they followed still, Their own devices blind. 13 0, that my people would be wise, To serve me all their days! And O, that Israel would advise To walk my righteous ways! |