When I behold thy Heav'ns, thy fingers' art, The moon and stars which thou fo bright haft fet 10 In the pure firmament, then faith my heart, O what is man that thou remembrest yet, And think'ft upon him; or of man begot, That him thou vifit'ft, and of him art found? Scarce to be lefs than Gods, thou mad'ft his lot, With honor and with ftate thou haft him crown'd. O'er the works of thy hand thou mad❜ft him Lord, Fowl of the Heav'ns, and fish that through the wet April, 1648. J. M. Nine of the PSALMS done into Meter, 15 20 Wherein all, but what is in a different character, are the very words of the text, tranflated from the original. TH PS AL. LXXX. HOU Shepherd that dost Israel keep, Who leadest like a flock of sheep Thy loved Jofeph's feed; 5 That fitft between the Cherubs bright, Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, 2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, Awake * thy strength, come, and be seen 3 Turn us again, thy grace divine To us, O God, vouchsafe; Caufe thou thy face on us to fhine, And then we fhall be fafe. 4 Lord God of Hofts, how long wilt thou, How long wilt thou declare Thy tfmoking wrath, and angry Against thy people's prayer! brow 5 Thou feed'ft 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. 6 A ftrife thou mak'ft us and a prey. To every neighbour foe, Among themselves they laugh, they play, And | flouts at us they throw. 7 Return us, and thy grace divine, O God of Hofts, vouchsafe; Caufe thou thy face on us to fhine, And then we fhall be fafe. 10 15 2 25 30 *Gnorera. Gnashanta. ‡ Shalish. Filgnagu. 8 A vine A vine from Egypt thou haft brought, And drov'ft out nations, proud and haut, 9 Thou didst prepare for it a place, And root it deep and fast, That it began to grow apace, And fill'd the land at laft. 35 40 10 With her green shade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread, Her other branches went. 12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low, And broken down her fence, 50 That all may pluck her, as they go, 14 Return now, God of Hofts, look down From Heav'n, thy feat divine, Behold us, but without a frown, And vifit this thy vine. 60 03 15 Vifit 15 Vifit this vine, which thy right hand And the 16 But now it is confum'd with fire, 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 fon of man, whom thou Strong for thyself hast made. 18 So fhall we not go back from thee To ways of fin and shame, Quicken us thou, then gladly we 19 Shall call upon thy Name. Return us, and thy grace divine, Lord God of Hofts, vouchsafe, Cause thou thy face on us to fhine, And then we fhall be fafe. 65 70 75 80 "T° O God our ftrength fing loud, and clear, To Jacob's God, that all may hear, Loud acclamations ring. 2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a fong, The timbrel hither bring, The chearful pfaltry bring along, 5 3 Blow, 3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon With trumpets' lofty found, Th' appointed time, the day whereon Our folemn fealt comes round. 4 This was a statute giv'n of old For Ifrael to observe, A law of Jacob's God, to hold, From whence they might not fwerve. 5 This he a testimony ordain'd In Jofeph, not to change, When as he pafs'd through Egypt land; His hands from póts, and miry foil, 7 When trouble did thee fore afsail, I answer'd thee in * thunder deep I try'd thee at the water fleep 8 Hear, O my People, hearken well, I testify to thee, Thou ancient flock of Ifrael, If thou wilt lift to me, *Be Sether ragnam. 10 35 20 25 30 35 |