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

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Th' Heathen, and as thy conquest to be sway'd Earth's utmost bounds; them shalt thou bring full low With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.

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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.

(Aug. 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

Th' exalter of my head I count;

Aloud I cried

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The populous rout

I fear not, though eneamping 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

Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows.

PSALM IV.

(Aug. 10, 1653.)

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

And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest pray'r. Great ones how long will ye

My glory have in scorn,

How long be thus foreborn

Still to love vanity,

To love, to seek, to prize

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Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies?

Yet know, the Lord hath chose,

Chose to himself a part,

The good and meek of heart,

(For whom to choose he knows)

Jehovah from on high

Will hear my voice what time to him I cry.

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Be awed, and do not sin,

For thou alone dost keep

Me safe where'er 1 lie;

As in a rocky cell

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

PSALM V.

(Aug. 12, 1653.)

JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,

My meditation weigh,

The voice of my complaining hear

My God and King; for unto thee I Jehovah, thou my early voice

Shalt in the morning hear,

pray.

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I' th' morning I to thee with choice

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

For thou art not a God that takes

In wickedness delight.

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Evil with thee no biding makes,

Fools or bad men stand not within thy sight.

All workers of iniquity

Thou hat'st; and them unblest

Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie ;

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The bloody' and guileful man God doth detest.

That do observe if I transgress;

Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. For in his falt'ring mouth unstable

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No word is firm or sooth;

Their inside, troubles miserable;

An open grave their throat, their tongue they

God, find them guilty, let them fall

[smooth.

By their own counsels quell'd;

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Push them in their rebellions all

Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd.

Then all who trust in thee shall bring

Their joy, while thou from blame

Defend'st them, they shall ever sing

And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.

For thou, Jehovah, wilt be found

To bless the just man still,

As with a shield thou wilt surround

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PSALM VI.

(Aug. 13, 1653.)

LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,

And very weak and faint; heal and amend me:
For all my bones that ev'n with anguish ache,
Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore,
And thou, O Lord, how long? turn, Lord, restore
My soul, O save me for thy goodness' sake:
For in death no remembrance is of thee;

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days,
Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea;
My bed I water with my tears; mine eye
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
I' th' midst of all mine enemies that mark.

Depart all ye that work iniquity,

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Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my
My supplication with acceptance fair
The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall be all blank and dash'd

[pray'r,

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With much confusion; then grown red with shame, They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.

PSALM VII.

(Aug. 14, 1653.)

Upon the words of Cush the Benjamite against him.

LORD, my God, to thee I fly,

Save me, and secure me under

Thy protection while I cry,

Lest a lion (and no wonder)

He haste to tear my soul asunder,
Tearing and no rescue nigh.
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Or done this, if wickedness
Be in my hands, if I have wrought
Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him have render'd less,
And not freed my foe for nought;
Let th' enemy pursue my soul

And overtake it, let him tread

My life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,

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In the dust, and there out-spread
Lodge it with dishonour foul.
Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,

Rouse thyself amidst the rage

Of my foes that urge like fire;

And wake for me, their fury' assuage;
Judgment here thou didst engage

And command, which I desire.
So th' assemblies of each nation

Will surround thee, seeking right,
Thence to thy glorious habitation

Return on high and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright

All people from the world's foundation.
Judge me, Lord, be judge in this

According to my righteousness,

And the innocence which is

Upon me cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness

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And their pow'r that do amiss.

But the just establish fast,

Since thou art the just God that tries Hearts and reins. On God is cast

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My defence, and in him lies,
In him who, both just and wise,
Saves th' upright of heart at last.
God is a just judge and severe,

And God is every day offended;
If the unjust will not forbear,

His sword he whets, his bow hath bended