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8 He closely sits in villages ;
He slays the innocent •
His cruel eyes are bent.
He waits the poor to take;
His prey he doth him make. 10 Himself he humbleth very low,
He croucheth down withal,
The Lord hath quite forgot ;
For ever sees it not.
Lift up thine hand on high:
Out of thy memory.
Thus doth the Lord despise ?
He in his heart denies. 14 Thou hast it seen; for their mischief
And spite thou wilt repay:
Thou art the orphan's stay.
And of the evil one;
Until thou findest none.
Ev'n to eternity;
Are perish'd utterly.
17 O Lord, of those that humble are
Thou the desire didst hear; Thou wilt prepare their heart, and thou
To hear wist bend thine ear; 18 To judge the fatherless, and those
That are oppressed sore: That man, that is but sprung of earth, ,
May them oppress no more.
SEE the illustration of Psalm lxxv.
Messiah's foes against him rise ;
But he defies them all,
From whence he sees them fall :
The righteousness of God ;
Of God's avenging rod.
How is it then that ye
Unto your mountain high ?
Their shafts on string they fit, That those who upright are in heart
They privily may hit. 3 If the foundations be destroy'd,
What hath the righteous done ? 4 God in his holy temple is,
In heaven is his throne : His eyes do see, his eyelids try 5 Men's sons. The just be proves : But his soul hates the wicked man,
And him that vi’lence loves.
6 Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms,
On sinners he shall rain :
Doth unto them pertain.
In righteousness delight;
Beholdeth the upright.
This Psalm, like the last, abundantly plain of itself, needs no particular illustration ; only the judicious reader will consult the marginal references.
The Prince Messiah intercedes
For his own elect faithful race ;
of all the scorners of his grace:
Advanc'd to fame by this world's god ;
And smite them with his iron rod.
ELP, Lord, because the godly man
Doth daily fade away;
The faithful do decay.
Doth utter vanity :
And lips of flattery.
Tongues that speak proudly thus, 4 We'll with our tongue prevail, our lips
Are ours : whose lord o'er us?
5 For poor oppress'd, and for the sighs
Of needy, rise will I,
From such as him defy. 6 The words of God are words most pure;
They be like silver try'd
That hath been purify'd. 7 Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep
For ever from this race. 8 On each side walk the wicked, when
Vile men are high in place.
CONSULT the text and the parallels.
Compressed with the grievous load
Pours out his heart before his God ;
How sullied would the same appear,
Then sings of God's salvation dear. 1 How long wilt thou forget me, Lord ?
Shall it for ever be ?
Wilt hide thy face from me?
Still sad in heart, shall I?
Shall be mine enemy?
And answer to me make :
Mine eyes enlighten, lest the sleep
Of death me overtake :
Against him I prevailid;
When I am mov'd and fail'd. 5 But I have all my confidence
Thy mercy set upon ;
In thy salvation.
Sing praises cheerfully,
To me abundantly.
CONSULT the text and parallels.
not a God, the fool Doth in his heart conclude: They are corrupt, their works are vile ;
Not one of them doth good. 2 Upon men's sons the Lord from heav'n
Did cast his eyes abroad, To see if any understood,
And did seek after God,
THAT there is