APRIL, 1648. J. M.

Nine of the Psalms done into Metre, wherein all but what is in a different Character, are the

THO

very words of the Text, translated
from the Original.

PSAL. LXXX.

HOU 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 bright
Between their wings out-spread,

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* thy 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 peoples prayer?

5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears,
Their bread with tears they eat,
And mak'st them* largely drink the tears
Wherewith their cheeks are wet.

★These are not reproduced here.

* Gnorera.

*Gnashanta

* Shalish.

6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey
To every neighbour foe,

Among themselves they laugh, they play, Jilgnagu.
And 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 did'st 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 shade that cover'd all,
The Hills were over-spread,

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

II 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 brok'n down her Fence,

That all may pluck her, as they go,
With rudest violence?

13 The tusked Boar out of the wood
Up turns 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 Heav'n, 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 thy self
Thou hast made firm and strong.

16 But now it is consum'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 thyself hast made.

18 So shall we not go back from thee
Το ways of sin and shame,
Quick'n us thou, then gladly we
Shall call upon thy Name.
Return us, and thy grace divine
Lord God of Hosts voutsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And then we shall be safe.

PSAL. LXXXI.

I TO God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King,

To Jacobs God, that all may hear
Loud acclamations ring.

2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song
The Timbrel hither bring,
The cheerfull Psaltry bring along
And Harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon,
With Trumpets lofty sound,
Th'appointed time, the day wheron

4

Our solemn Feast comes round.
This was a Statute giv'n of old
For Israel to observe,

A Law of Jacobs God, to hold,

From whence they might not swerve.

5 This he a Testimony ordain'd

In Joseph, not to change,

When as he pass'd through Ægypt land;
The Tongue I heard, was strange.
6 From burden, and from slavish toil
I set his shoulder free:

7

His hands from pots, and miry soil

Deliver'd were by me.

When trouble did thee sore assail,

On me then didst thou call,

And I to free thee did not fail,

And led thee out of thrall.

I answer'd thee in *thunder deep *Be Sether ragnam. With clouds encompass'd round;

I tri'd thee at the water steep

Of Meriba renown'd.

8 Hear O my people, heark'n well, I testify to thee

Thou ancient flock of Israel,

If thou wilt list to mee,

9 Throughout the land of thy abode
No alien God shall be,

Nor shalt thou to a forein God
In honour bend thy knee.

Io I am the Lord thy God which brought
Thee out of Ægypt land;

Ask large enough, and I, besought,
Will grant thy full demand.

II And yet my people would not hear,
Nor hearken to my voice;

And Israel whom I lov'd so dear
Mislik'd me for his choice.

12 Then did I leave them to their will
And to their wand'ring mind;
Their own conceits they follow'd still,
Their own devices blind.

13 O that my people would be wise
To serve me all their days,
And O that Israel would advise

To walk my righteous ways.

14 Then would I soon bring down their foes That now so proudly rise,

15

And turn my hand against all those

That are their enemies.

Who hate the Lord should then be fain
To bow to him and bend,

But they, His people, should remain,
Their time should have no end.

16 And he would feed them from the shock With flower of finest wheat,

And satisfy them from the rock
With Honey for their Meat.