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8 Thoa dost my friends from me estrange,

And mak'st me odious,
Me to them odious, for they change,

And I here pent up thus.
9 Through sorrow, and affliction great,

Mine eye grows dim and dead; Lord, all the day I thee intreat,

My hands to thee 1 spread.
10 Wilt thon do wonders on the dead?

Shall the deceas'd arise,
And praise thee from their loaihsome bed

With pale and hollow eyes?
11 Shall they thy loving kindness tell,

On whom the grave hath hold ? Or they who in perdition dwell,

Thy faithfulness unfold ? 12 In darkness can thy mighty liantil

Or wondrous acts be known? Thy justice in the gloomy land

Of dark oblivion ?
13 But I to thee, O Lord, do cry,

Ere yet my life be spent :
And up to thee my pray'r doth hie

Each morn, and thee prevent.
14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake,

And hide thy face froin me? 15 That am already bruis’d, and * shake

With terror sent from thee?
Bruis'd, and afflicted, and so low

As ready to expire;
While I thy terrors undergo,

Astonish'd witbihine ire.
16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow;
Thy threat'nings cut ine through:
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17 All day they round about me go,

Like waves they me pursue.
18 Lover and friend thou hast remor'd,

And sever'd from me far:
They fly me now whom I have lov'd,
And as in darkness are.


PSALM CXIV. (This and the following Psalm were done by the Author at

fifteen years old.]
When the blest seed of Terah's faithful son,
After long toil, their liberty had won;
And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,
Led by the strength of the Almighty's hand;
Jehovah's wonders were in Israel shown,
His praise and glory was in Israel known.
That saw the troubled sea, and shivering fled,
And sought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath receiv'd the foil.

The high, huge-bellied mountains skip, like rams
Amongst their etues; the little bills, like lambs.
Why fled the ocean, And why skipt the mountains ?
Why turned Jordan towards his crystal fountains ?
Shake, Earth; and at the presence be aghast
Of Him that ever was, and aye shall last;
That glassy floods from rugged rocks can crush,
Aud make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush!

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LET us, with a gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for he is kind ;





For his mercies aye endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.
Let us blaze his name abroad,
For of Gods he is the God.

For his, &c.
O let us his praises tell,
Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell.

For bis, &e.
Who, with his miracles, doth make
Amazed Heav'n and earth to shake.

For his, &c.
Who, by his wisdom, did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state.

For his, &c.
Who did the solid earth ordain
To rise above the wat’ry plain,

For his, &c.
Who, by his all-commanding might,
Did fill the new made world with light.

For his, &c.
And caus'd the golden tressed sun
All the day long his course to run.

For his, &c.
The horned moon to shine by night,
Amongst her spangled sisters bright,

For bis, &c.
He with his thunder-clasping hand
Smote the first-born of Egypt land.

For his, &c.
Ind, in despite of Pharoah feil,
He brought from thence his Isrnal.

for his, &c.





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The ruddy waves he cleft in twain
Of the Erythræan main.

For his, &c.
The foods stood still, like walls of glass,
While the Hebrew bands did pass.

For his, &c.
But full soon they did devour
The tawny king with all his power.

For his, &c.
His chosen people he did bless
In the wasteful wilderness.

For his, &c.
In bloody battle be brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.

For his, &c.
He foil'd bold Seon and his host,
That rul'd the Amorrëan coast.

For bis, &c.
And large limb'a Og he did subdue,
With all his over-hardy crew.

For his, &c.
And to his servant Israel
He gave their land therein to dwell.

For his, &c.
He hath, with a piteous eye,
Beheld us in our misery.

For his, &c.
And freed us from the slavery
Of the invading enemy.

For his, &c.
All living creatures he doth feed,
And with full band supplies their need,

For his, &c.





Let us therefore warble forth
His mighty majesty and worth.

For his, &c.


That his mansion hath on high
Above the reach of mortal eye.

For his mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful ever sure.


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