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.

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PSALM VII.

August 14, 1653.

Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.
LORD, my God, to thee I fy;
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 fouf.
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 He travels big with vanity, Trouble he hath conceived of old As in a womb, and from that mould Hath at length brought forth a lie. He digged a pit, and delved 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, undelayed, Fall on his crown with ruin steep. Then will I Jehovah's praise According to his justice raise, And sing the Name and Deity Of Jehovah the most high.

PSALM VIII.

AUGUST 14, 1653.

O 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 birth.
Out of the mouths of Babes and sucklings thou

Hast founded strength because of all thy foes,
To stint the enemy, and slack the avenger's brow,

That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. When I behold thy heavens, thy fingers' art,

The moon and stars which thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,

Oh, what is man that thou rememberest yet, And think'st upon him; or of man begot,

That him thou visit'st, and of him art found ? Scarce to be less than gods, thou mad'st his lot,

With honour and with state thou hast him crowned.
O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him lord,

Thou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All flocks, and herds, by thy commanding word,

All beasts that in the field or forest meet,
Fowl of the heavens, and fish that through the wet

Sea paths in slioals 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 Thoo Shepherd that dost Israel keep,

Give ear in time of need,
Who leadest like a flock of sheep

Thy loved Joseph's seed,

That sitt'st between the cherubs briylit,

Between their wings out-spreail,
Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,

And on our foes thy dread.
2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,

And in Manasse's sight,
Awake Ithy strength, come, and be seen

To save us by thy might.
3 Turn us again, thy grace divine

To us, O God, vouchsafe ;
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.
4 Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou,

How long wilt thou declare
Thy ? smoking wrath, and angry brow

Against thy people's prayer!
5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,

Their bread with tears they eat,
And mak'st them 3 largely drink the tears

Wherewith their cheeks are uet. 6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey

To every neighbour foe,
Amongst themselves they * laugh, they 4 play,

And 4 flouts at us they throw. 7 Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hosts, vouchsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.
8 A vine from Egypt thou hast brought,

Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out nations, proud and haut,

To plant this lovely vine.
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,

The hills were overspread,
Her boughs as high as cedars tall

Advanced their lofty head.
i Gnorera. 2 Gnashanta. 3 Shalish.

4 vilgnagii.

11 Her branches on the western side

Down to the sea she sent,
And upward to that river wide

Her other branches went.
12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low,

And broken down her fence,
That all may pluck her, as they go,

With rudest violence ?
13 The tuskéd boar out of the wood

Upturns it by the roots,
Wild beasts there browse, and make their food

Her grapes and tender shoots. 14 Return now,

God of Hosts, look down
From Heaven, thy seat divine,
Behold us, but without a frown,

And visit this thy vine.
15 Visit this vine, which thy right hand

Hath set, and planted long,
And the young branch, that for thyself

Thou hast made firm and strong. 16 But now it is consumed with fire,

And cut with axes down;
They perish at thy dreadful 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 thyself hast made.
18 So shall we not go back from thee

To ways of sin and shame;
Quicken us thou, then gladly we

Shall call upon thy Name.
19 Return us, and thy grace divine,

Lord God of Hosts, vouchsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

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,

Loud acclamations ring.