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's For they consult * with all their might,
And all as one in mind
And in firin union bind.
Of scornful Ishmael,
That in the desert dwell;
And hateful Amalec,
Whose bounds the sea doth check.
And doth confirm the knot:
To aid the fons of Lot,
That wasted all the coast,
Thou didA to Jabin's host,
They were repuls'd and pain,
As dung upon the plain.
So let their princes speed,
So let their princes bleed.
12 For they amidst their pride have said,
By right now seize shall we
* Their stately palaces.
No quiet let them find,
Like stubble from the wind.
Which on a sudden Arays,
Till all the mountains blaze
And with thy tempest chafe ; 16 † And till they + yield thee honor due,
Lord, fill with shame their face. 17 Alham'd, and troubled let them be,
Troubled, and sham'd for ever, Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and scape it never.
Jehovah is alone,
O'er all the earth art one.
* Neoth Elohim bears both.
O Lord of Hosts, how dear
Where thou dost dwell fo near ! 2 My soul doth long and almost die
Thy courts, O Lord, to fee : My heart and flesh aloud do cry,
O living God, for thee.
Hath found a house of reft ;
Hath built her brooding nest,
They find their safe abode,
Toward thee, my King, my God. 4 Happy, who in thy house reside,
Where thee they ever praise : 5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,
And in their hearts thy ways. 6 They pass through Baca's thirsty vale,
That dry and barren ground, As through a fruitful watery dale
Where springs and showers abound. 7 They journey on from strength to strength:
With joy and gladsome cbear, Till all before our God at length
In Sion do appear.,
8 Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer ;
O Jacob's God, give ear, 9 Thou God our fhield, look on the face
Of thy anointed dear. 10 For one day in thy courts to be
Is better, and more blest, Than in the joys of vanity
A thousand days at beft.
With sin for evermore,
Gives grace and glory, bright,
ways are just and right.
That man is truly blest, Who only on thee doth rely,
And in thee only rest.
Thou hast not, Lord, been slack,
Returned Jacob back.
That wrought thy people woe,
Haft hid where none shall know.
all thou hadít remov'd, And calmly didst return From thy * fierce wrath, which we had prov'd
Far worse than fire to burn. 4 God of our faving health and peace,
Turn us, and us restore, Thine indignation cause to cease
Toward us, and chide no more.
For ever angry thus,
From age to age on us ?
And us again + revive,
By thee presery'd alive ?
To us thy mercy shew ;
And life in us renew.
I will go Arait and hear,
And to his faints full dear,
But let them never more
To trespass as before.