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PSALM III. AUG. 9, 1653.
Lord, how many are my
Many are they
Thee through my story
Aloud I cried
The populous rout
Hast smote ere now
[Lord; Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Thy blessing on thy people flows.
14 my sustain] The verb converted into a substantive. So • disturb,' in P. L. vi. 549. Todd.
PSALM IV. Aug. 10, 1653.
Answer me when I call,
Now pity me, and hear my earnest pray'r.
Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies?
Will hear my voice what time to him I cry.
Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
But, Lord, thus let me pray,
With vast increase their corn and wine abounds. In peace at once will I Both lay me down and sleep, For thou alone dost keep Me safe where'er I 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,
Shalt in the morning hear,
In wickedness delight,
All workers of iniquity
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thy nuinerous mercies, go
Lead me because of those
No word is firm or sooth;
By their own counsels quell’d;
Their joy, while thou from blame
To bless the just man still,
PSALM VI. AUG. 13, 1653.
weak and faint; heal and amend me: For all my bones, that e’en with anguish ache, 5
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? 10
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
['th' midst of all mine enemies that mark. Depart all ye that work iniquity, Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my My supplication with acceptance fair (prayer, The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd 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.
21 blank] Comus, 452.
that dash'd brute violence With sudden adoration and blank awe.