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Out of the mouths of Babes and Sucklings thor

Hast founded Atrength because of all thy focs, To stint th' enemy, and flack ch'avengers brow,

That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. When I behold thy Heav'ns, thy Fingers art,

The Moon and Stars which thou fo bright haft set, In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,

what is man that thou remembrest yet,

And think'st upon him; or-of man begot,

That him thou visit'ft, and of him art found; Scarce to be less than Gods, thou mad'ft his lot,

With honour and with state thou haft him crown'd.

O’er the works of thy hand thou mad't 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 forrest meet.

Fowl of the Heav'ns, and Fill that through the wet

Sea paths in toals 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, where

in all, but what is in a different Charater, are the very words of the Text, transated from the Original.

PSAL. LXXX.

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Hou Shepherd that doft Israel keep

Give ear in time of need,
Who leadeft like a flock of Sheep

Thy loved Joseph's seed,
That fit'st between the Cherubs bright

Between their wings out-Spread
Shine forth, and froin thy clond 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 * O God vouchsafe;
Cause thou thy face on us to mine,

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

How long wilt thou declare

* Gnorera.

* Shalifa.

Thy *smooking wrath, and angry vow

* Graflanta. Against thy Peoples prayer. s Thou feedst them with the bread of tears,

Their bread with tears they eat,
And mak’ft them * largely drink the tears

Wherewith their cheeks, are met.
6 A ftrife thou mak'd us and a prey

To every neighbour foe,
Among thmselves they * laugh, they * play,
And * flouts at us they throw.

# Jilgnage 7 Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hofts vonchsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to fine,

And then we shall be safe.
8 A Vine from Ægypt thou hast brought,

Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out Nations, prond and hast,

To plant this lovely Vine.
9 Thou didnt prepare for it a place,

And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace,

And fill'd the Land at laft.! 1o.With her green shade that cover'd all,

The Hills were over. Spread, Her Bows as high as Cenars tall

Advanc'd their lofty head. 11 Her branches on the western fide

Down to the Sea the sent, And upward to that River wide

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12 Why haft thou laid her Hedges low,

And broken 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 brouze and make their food

Her grapes and tender Sboots. 14 Return now, God of Hosts, look down

From Heav'ri, thy Seat divine,
Behold us, but without a frown,

And visit this thy Vine.
Is 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 Arong,
16 But now it is consum'd 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 thy self haft made.
18 So Thall we not go back from thee

To ways of fon and Shame, Quick’n us thou, then gladly we

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

Lord God of Hofts vouche, e

Cause thou thy face on us to thine,

And then we shall be safe.

PSAL. LXXXI.

To

God our strength ling loud, and clear,

Sing loud to God our King, To Jacob's God, that all may bear

Loud acclamations ringe
2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song,

The Timbrel hither bring,
The cheerful 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 whereon

Our solemn Feat comes round. 4. This was a Statute gio'n of old

For Israel to observe,
A Law of Jacob's God, to hold,

From whence they might not swerve. s 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 slaviso toyle

I set his shoulder free:

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