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XXII.

TO THE SAME.

CYRIAC, this three years day these eyes, though

clear,

To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot.; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun. or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heav'n's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, Friend, t have lost them over ply'd 10

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In liberty's defence, my noble task,

Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask

Content though blind, had I no better guide.

XXIII.

ON HIS DECEASED WIFE. METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me, like Alcestis, from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of childbed taint Purification in the old law did save,

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And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heav'n without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind:

Her face was veil'd; yet to my fancied sight Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd So clear, as in no face with more delight.

But O, as to embrace me she inclin❜d,

Iwak'd; she fled; and day brought back my night.

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PSALMS.

PSALM I.

Done into verse, 1653.

BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray
In counsel of the wicked, and i' th' way

Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great
Jehovah's law is ever his delight,
And in his law he studies day and night.
He shall be as a tree which planted grows
By wat❜ry streams, and in his season knows
To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall,
And what he takes in hand shall prosper all.
Not so the wicked, but as chaff which fann'd
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand
In judgment, or abide their trial then,
Nor sinners in th' assembly of just men.

For the Lord knows the upright way of the just, 15
And the way of bad men to ruin must.

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PSALM II,

Done Aug. 8, 1653. Terzetti.

WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations
Muse a vain thing, the kings of th' earth upstand
With pow'r, and princes in their congregations
Lay deep their plots together through each land
Against the Lord and his Messiah dear?
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand

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Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,
Their twisted cords: He who in Heav'n doth dwell
Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them; then,
severe,

Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell
And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he,
Anointed have my King (though ye rebel)
On Sion my holy' hill. A firm decree

I will declare: the Lord to me bath said,
Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee
This day; ask of me, and the grant is made;
As thy possession I on thee bestow

Th' heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full

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low

With iron sceptre bruis'd, and them disperse
Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length, ye Kings averse,
Be taught, ye Judges of the earth; with fear
Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse
With trembling; kiss the Son lest he appear
In anger, and ye perish in the way,
If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere.
Happy all those who have in him their

stay !

PSALM III.

August 9, 1653.

When he fled from Absalom.

LORD, how many are my foes!
How many those

That in arms against me rise!
Many are they

That of my life distrustfully thus say; ~
No help for him in God there lies.

But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,"
Thee, through my story,

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Th' exalter of my head I count :
Aloud I cry'd

Unto Jehovah, he full soon reply'd,
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept; I wak'd again;
For my sustain

Was the Lord. Of many millions
The populous rout

I fear not, though, encamping round about,
They pitch against me their pavilions.
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou

Hast smote ere now

On the cheek-bone all my foes,

Of men abhorr'd

PSALM IV.

August 10, 1653.

ANSWER me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
In straits and in distress
Thou didst me disenthrall

And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest pray'r.

Great ones, how long will ye

Hast broke the teeth. This help was from tile

Lord;

Thy blessing on thy people flows.

My glory have in scorn?

How long be thus forborne
Still to love vanity?

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To love, to seek, to prize

Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies?

Yet know the Lord hath chose,
Chose to himself apart.

The good and meek of heart;
(For whom to choose he knows ;)

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Jehovah from on high

Will hear my voice, what time to him I ery.

Be aw'd, and do not sin;
Speak to your hearts alone,
Upon your beds, each one,
And be at peace within.
Offer the offerings just

Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say,
Who yet will show us good?
Talking like this world's brood;
But, Lord, thus let me pray;

On us lift up the light,

Lift up the favour of thy count'nance bright.

Me safe where'er I lie;

As in a rocky cell

Thou, Lord, alone, in safety mak'st me dwell.

Into my heart more joy
And gladness thou hast put,

Than when a year of glut

Their stores doth over-cloy,
And from their plenteous grounds

With vast increase their corn and wine abounds.
In peace at once will I

Both lay me down and sleep;

For thou alone dost keep

PSALM V.

August 12, 1653.

JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,

My meditation weigh;

The voice of my complaining hear,
My King and God; for unto thee I pray.
Jehovah, thou my early voice

Shalt in the morning hear;

I' th' morning i to thee with choice

Will rank my pray'rs, and watch till thou appear.

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