Psalm 116

(C.M.D.)

The Faithfull professe affection to Christ; Acknowledg their condition, both by Nature & Grace; encourage others to trust in God’s favour & resolve the same in themselves. We may sing it when, after some great Affliction or temptation, we are comforted & sensible of our present & passed estate, &c.

1. I love the Lord, for he an eare
To my complaints doth give:
And since he pleaseth me to hear,
I’le seek him whil’st I live.
The feares of death enclosd me round;
Hell torments, me enthrald.
But still, when paind myself I found,
On God’s great Name, I cal’d.

2. Preserve my soul, O Lord, I sayd;
For thou art full of grace.
Just, kinde, & ev’ry pore man’s ayde.
My healp when greev’d I was.
My soul to this thy refuge fly,
For God is thy larg meed.
From death my soul, from teares mine eye,
From falls, my feet he freed.

3. I shall with God, enjoy my life
Where livinge men abide.
This I professe with firme beleif,
Though I was terrifide.
Yea, though in rashnes I did say
Thatall men liers were;
What for thy guifts I should repay?
Now, Lord, my questions are.

4. Thy Cupp of saving-health I’le take.
Upon thy name, I’le call;
And of my vowes, I’le payment make
Before thy servants all.
Thy saints, their deaths & suffrings be
Right pretious in thine eye.
O Lord, thy servant serving thee,
Thy handmayd’s Childe am I.

5. My fetters all, thou brak’st away,
And I, O Lord, therfore,
The sacrifize of thancks will pay;
And thy great Name adore.
To thee, O Lord, I’le pay my vowes
Where thy Assemblies be;
Ev’n in the Courts of God’s owne house,
Jerusalem, in thee. (Haleluiah.)

Hear our prayers, O Lord God, & deliver our soules from the Death of Sinn. For we are compassed with many perills & fearfull Temptations; Insomuch, that we are sometime almost ready to despaire & distrust that there is noe Truth in any of our hopes. O keep us (by thy Speciall grace) from falling into those whirlpooles, out of which there is no returning. When the guilt of Sinn, the fears of Death, the torments of hell, & the suggestions of the Devill (conspiring with our frailties) have once enclosed us. We have then, no powre of resistance in our selves; & it is thy great Mercy if the little spark of our faith be not wholy quenched. Help us therfore in our extremityes. Break the chaines of our Sinns, unloose the snares of Sathan & give us grace to praise thee in thy Jerusalem & to magnify thy Mercy in the Land of the living, world without end. Amen.

(C.M.D.) Common Meter Double or 86.86.D

(86.86.86.86; rhyme scheme: ababcdcd)

Tunes (First Lines): Antioch: Joy to the World; Carol: It came upon the midnight clear; Forest Green: O little town of Bethlehem; I sing the almighty power of God; As those of old their first-fruits; Halifax: And have the bright immensities; We limit not the truth of God; Kingsfold: I heard the voice of Jesus say; Laramie: I know not where the road will lead; Materna: O beautiful for spacious skies; Noel: It came upon the midnight clear; Praise God for John, evangelist; Resignation: My Shepherd will supply my need; Salvation: When Stephen, full of power and grace; St. Louis: O little town of Bethlehem; St. Matthew: Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old; The Church’s Desolation: From thee all skill and science; The Third Tune: To mock your reign; I heard the voice of Jesus say.

Psalm 108

(L.P.M.)

A song or Psalme of David. This is composed of the later parts of the 57. and 60 Psalmes; yet differs from both: for those beginn with lamentations & end with rejoicings; but this is wholy triumphant & personates the Church praising God for her enlargement, &c. We may sing it when the Church is released from some persecution, or her limitts extended farther &c.

1. My hart is fixt; & I, O Lord,
Will in my songs, thy fame record,
And with my tongue, sing praise to thee:
My Harp & Psaltry are awake;
And I, my selfe, will readie make
To praise thee where Assemblies be.

2. For through the heav’ns, thy Truth doth stretch;
Above the Sphears, thy mercies reach.
O God, be still exalted high!
Thy praise through heav’n & earth extend;
Let thy righthand, thy Dear defend,
And still vouchsafe me thy replie.

3. For as thy holy Voice declard,
With triumphs, Shechem I have sharde;
And I have measur’d Succoth Vale.
Mine, Gilead & Manasseth are;
My head, mount Ephraim high doth bear;
In Judah stands my judgment Stall.

4. Proud Moab is my drugding slave.
My foot in Edom, fixt I have;
And Palestine doth joye in me.
For who to Edom was my guide
Or to the Citty fortifide?
But God of whome despisd were we.

5. O God, who didst our hoasts forsake;
From us our greefs, thus alwaies take;
For man’s vaine succours, we contemn.
Through God, we valiant Acts have done;
Our foes by him are overthrowne:
And he shall sett his feet on them.

O Lord God of Hoasts, true in thy word & powerful in thy performances! According to thy auncient promises, thy Church is wonderfully enlarged; & thou hast now thy lot of Inheritance in those places where they have bene enimies to thy Truth. We beseech thee more & more, to enlarge thy Kingdome, & to be continually present with us in all our Spiritual conflicts: that by thy powre we may tread under foot, the world, the flesh, & the Devill; making servants unto us (in the execution of thy will) those affections which have heretofore prevailed against us. We rely on thee only: On thee only our harts are fixed: And for thy goodness, we desire with all our faculties to praise & magnify thy Name, for evermore. Amen.

(L.P.M.) Long Particular Meter or 888.888

(rhyme scheme: aacbbc)

Tune (First Line): Christus Rex: Christ is the King! O friends upraise.

Psalm 105

(88.88.88)

Halelujah. It typically expresseth (by God’s deliverances of the Jewes & his Covenant with them) the spiritual League & graces vouchsafed to us, &c. We should therfor sing it not only historically but with a respect also to the Covenant of grace & his mercies, by Christ Jesus.

1. Come praise the Lord, invoke his Name;
To all men make his actions knowne:
In Psalmes of praise, sing forth his fame,
And speak what wonders he hath done.
Let them who seek the Lord be glad;
Let of his Name, their boast be made.

2. O search God’s powre & seek his face;
Still minde what wonders he hath done:
Let all that are of Abraham’s race,
And Jacob’s, his elected-one,
God’s wondrous works, record with heed,
And minde what he hath fore-decreed.

3. He is our God, our mighty Lord;
His Judgments through the world are spread;
He beares in minde his promis’d word,
Unto a thousand Ages made;
Ev’n that which he to Abr’ham swore,
And vow’d to Isack heretofore.

4. To Jacob came the same decree,
In Isr’el to continue still;
To thee & all thy seed sayd he,
The Land of Canan give I will.
Yea, thus he spake when fewe they were,
And they themselves meer strangers there.

5. When forraigners they liv’d among,
(And oft from place to place remoov’d)
He suffred none to do them wrong;
But for their sakes, ev’n kings reproov’d.
My prophets harme ye not, sayd he;
Untouch’d, let my Anointed be.

6. Then he by dearth, their Land made pore,
And did the staff of bread withhold;
But Joseph, he first sent before,
Ev’n him whome for a Slave they solde.
With fetters there, his feet they pain’d,
And him in irons, they detain’d.

7. But when his Triall was decreed,
God’s word, his innocence disclos’d;
The king did send to have him freed,
And by the prince, he was unlos’d.
His cheef commander, he was made,
To rule his house & all he had.

8. Of all his Lords, he had command,
That he his Counsellers might guide.
Then Isr’el came to Egipt-land,
And Jacob did with Cham reside:
And so his Children thrivèd there,
That stronger than his foes they were.

9. Whose hate & fraudulent intent,
When to his Folk he well made knowne.
His servant Moses then he sent,
And A’ron his Elected-one
Who wrought great marvailes in his Name
And wonders in the Land of Ham.

10. He darknes cal’d & dark it grewe;
(For his commands were not withstood)
Throughout their Coast, their fish he slewe
And chang’d their waters into bloud.
Upon their land, he froggs did bring
Which climb’d the chambers of the king.

11. He spake, & flies of divers formes
And lice through ev’ry quarter craw’ld;
Insteed of raine, he gave them stormes,
And hayle & lightnings forth he cald.
Which downe their vines & figtrees brake,
And in their groves, great spoile did make.

12. The Locust came at his command;
And Caterpillers did abound:
The grasse they wasted from the land,
And ev’ry fruite upon the ground.
Then he their Eldest-borne did smite,
The very prime of all their might.

13. His people, rich from thence he brought;
Among his Tribes, no weaklings were:
All Egipt joy’d when they went out;
For why? of them, they stood in feare.
A Canopy of Clouds they had;
To give them light, a fire he made.

14. The people askt & quailes he gave;
With heav’nly bread, he fillèd them:
The Rocks, likewise for them, he clave,
And through dry Lands he sent a Streame:
Because to minde that promise came
Which he had made to Abraham.

15. His people & his chosen bands,
He brought away with joyfulnes;
To them, he gave the Gentiles’ lands,
And they their labours did possesse:
That they might mark what he decreed,
And keep his lawes with carefull heed.

Preserve us, O Lord, from that hardnes of hart for which thou sendest thy dreadfull Judgments into the world; withhold alsoe thy plaugues from our Kingdome: But especially that spirituall Darknes & those Judgments which are mistically signified by Lice, froggs, Locusts, & the rest of the Egiptian plagues; And as a meanes of this favour, make us mindfull of that Covenant which thou hast made unto us & we unto thee in Christ Jesus. We confesse thou didst gratiously lead our Fore-fathers in the wildernes, feeding, guiding, & preserving them by thy miraculous powre; Be thou also, we pray thee, our Assistance & protector in this our Pilgrimage, feeding us with that heavenly Manna & refreshing us out of that spirituall Rock, whereof they had the type; that we may followe them who are gone before into the Land of the living, & there praise thee, world without end. Amen.

(88₃) 88.88.88 (rhyme scheme: ababcc)

Tunes (First Lines): Meadville: Come, let us with our Lord; Melita: Eternal Father, strong to save; St. Catherine: Faith of our fathers; St. Petersburg: Before thy throne, O God; Surrey: Creator Spirit, by whose aid.

Psalm 104

(10.10.10.10.11.11)

The Majestie, wisdom, & powre of God in the Creation & preservation of all his Creatures, is here described by excellent Metaphors. We may sing it to praise him for making & preserving all things to his owne glorie & for our confortable use, &c. The Title is; Halelujah.

1. Now shall my soul to praise the Lord assay;
For Lord my God, unbounded is thy might!
With glorie’s beames, thy self thou dost aray
And as with Robes, art cloth’d about with Light.
Thou curtaine-like, the heav’ns abrode displayest;
And in great flouds, thy chambers’ roofs thou layest,

2. The rowling Clouds, thy speedy Charrets are,
And winged windes, thy swift-paid Coursers be;
Thy Messages, the glor’ous Angells beare,
And burning fires, like servants, waite on thee.
The Globe of Earth, so firmly thou hast grounded,
That none can shake the structur thou hast founded.

3. As with a robe, with flouds thou clothdst the same,
And then the waves above the hills aspir’d:
But at thy Check, soone downe againe they came,
And when thy voice did thunder back retir’d:
From lofty heights, by winding Vallies tracinge;
They thither fell where first they had their placing.

4. And strongly there, thou boundest them about,
That they, no more the world should overflowe;
Among the Dales, clear springs, thou sendest out,
Which run between the mountaines to & fro.
Thou drink from thence to forrest heards convaiest,
And there the thirst of Asses wilde alayest.

5. Then by the Bancks of all those running Rills,
Among the boughs the birdes make melodies:
Thou from above, with shewres bedew’st the hills,
And giv’st enough, all Creatures to suffice.
For Cattell, grasse; for man, thou herbs ordainest;
And him with food, out of the earth sustainest.

6. From thence proceeds the hart-rejoicing-wine,
Refreshing oyle, from thence doth also flowe;
That pretious oyle which makes the face to shine;
And bread, wherby man’s hart more strong may grow.
Thy Cedars tall, due moysture have not wanted;
Not they, which high on Libanon, are planted.

7. The feather’d foules, their nests on them do build;
The lofty Firrs are dwellings for the storke:
For clyming goats, the mountains refuge yeald;
In craggy Rocks, the fearfull connies lurke.
The changing Moon, the tymes apointed showeth
The constant Sunn, his howr of setting knoweth.

8. Thou Darknes cal’st, so night shutts up the day;
And then abrode the Forresters do roame:
With roarings loud, the Lions hunt theyr prey,
And unto thee (O God) for meat, they come.
The rising sunn, anon returneth hither,
And in their denns, they couch againe together.

9. Then man till night, afresh his labour plies.
How many be thy wondrous works, O Lord!
In ev’ry thing thou art exceeding wise.
The spatious Earth by thee is fully stor’d;
And in the sea are many creatures dwelling,
Both great & small, whose number passeth telling.

10. There sail the shipps, & there thou didst creat
Leviathan to sport upon the Floud.
Thy Creatures all from thee expect their meat;
And that thou shouldst in season, give them food
Which thou bestow’st; & they (the same receiving)
Are filld with Goodnes of thy bounteous giving.

11. Thou hid’st thy face & loe, they troubled are;
Thou stopt’st their breath & lifeles dust they be:
Againe thou breath’st & they reviv’d appear,
And all the earth is new arayd by thee.
O let the Lord, with honour still be named,
And let him joy in that which he hath framed.

12. If with his eye, the earth he but survay.
The fearfull earth doth tremble at his look;
If on the hills, he but a finger lay,
His very touch doth make the hills to smoke.
And whil’st my Life or beeing is enjoyed,
To praise my God, my tongue shall be employed.

13. Sweet thoughts of him, conceaved are in me,
And in the Lord my hart shal ever joye:
For from his Land the wicked rooted be;
And he will them, perpetually destroy.
O let his praise for ever be confessed;
Praise God my soul & say: The Lord be blessed.

Most glorious Lord God! thy admirable powre & wisdome created the world (which having once overflowed for Sinn, thou didst againe replenish the same) continueng the maine Fabrick ever since; & therein mainetaining a succession of innumerable different Creatures by a wonderfull providence (with a speciall regard unto mankinde above them all) Give us therfore grace, we beseech thee, so to meditate thy workmanship, thy wisdome & thy great mercies herein; that our harts beeing regenerated & revived (by the breathings of thy holy Spirit) we may be thanckfull for thy great Favours: & that when our wickednes is rooted out, we (perceaving all to be good which thou hast created or ordained) may praise thy wisdome, thy goodnes, thy bountie, for ever & ever. Amen.

(10₄.11₂) 10.10.10.10.11.11

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Alternate Tunes (First Lines) (using 10₆ meter): Song 1 (Gibbons): O Thou, who at Thy first Eucharist did pray; Lord God, You now have set your; Eternal Ruler of the ceaseless round. Unde et memores: And now, O Father; Yorkshire: Christians, awake.

Psalm 96

(98.98.D)

We are herein exhorted to sing & preach the New-songs of the Gospell to the praise of Christ our King. And (in regard, other Gods are but vanities) all nations are provoked to joyne in praising him, &c. We should sing it to glorify Christ for his powre & his Truth, &c.

1. Come now, & in some New-indighting,
Blesse God (the world’s Almightie King)
His Name’s due praise in songs reciting;
Of his Salvation daylie sing.
His Fame & works of admiration,
Ye people heed, ye Nations hear:
His powre deserves high exaltation,
For all the Gods, lesse dreadfull are.

2. The Gentiles’ Gods are foolish fictions,
But our great God, did heav’n creat;
Powr, glory, praise, & all perfections
Attend him in his holy-seat.
To him, due praise ye kindreds render;
Extoll his powre, his glory sing:
To God’s great Name, fitt honours tender;
Approach his Courts & offrings bring.

3. Within his house, with praise professe him
And let him be adorèd there;
Let all the world, their God confesse him,
And serve him with a holy feare.
Yea, to the Gentiles, let them publish
The Lord their King, & that his might
The wav’ring earth shall fast establish;
And do the wrongèd people right.

4. Let heav’n & earth, with joy-excelling,
Rejoice before him ever more;
The seas & all things in them dwelling,
The feilds, the woods, & all their store:
For lo, the Lord approcheth nearlie;
Behold, to judge the world he comes;
The wicked, he will judge severely,
And give the people righteous doomes.

Honour & wisdome, & powre & praise be ascribed unto thee (O king of the world) by all thy Creatures, according to the severall faculties which thou hast bestowed upon them. Be thou glorified in thy selfe also, according to that which thy Incomprehensiblenes deserveth beyond what thy creatures are able to ascribe. Let all heathenish deities & all those Idolls which carnall men have set up in their harts, appear such vanities as they are; & let thy Soveraignty be acknowledged, (& thy worship truely celebrated) by Jewes, Gentiles, & all Nations throughout the world. Let us, especially (who are of thy visible Church) performe this duty & let our harts be so established, filled with Holines, & filial awe that we may expect thy comming to Judgment with comefort; & wellcome thy opproach with shouts of tryumphs & songs of exultation. Amen.

98.98.D(ouble)

(98.98.98.98; rhyme scheme: ababcdcd)

Tunes (First Lines): Eucharistic Hymn: Bread of the world in mercy broken; Rendez à Dieu: Bread of the world in mercy broken; Father, we thank Thee; New songs of celebration.

Psalm 93

(76.76.D)

This Psalme prophecied the powre & majesty of Christ; the perpetuity of his Kingdome in despight of all their fury who should rage against it, &c. We may sing it to comfort us against the rage of the Devill & his members.

1. The Lord is King, & weareth
A Robe of Glory bright;
He cloth’d with strength appeareth,
And girt with powrfull might.
The Earth, he so hath grounded,
That moov’d it cannot be;
His Throne, long since was founded.
More old than Time is he.

2. The waters highly flowèd,
And raisd their voice, O Lord;
The seas, their furie showèd,
And loud their Billowes roar’d:
But God in strength excelleth
Strong seas & powrfull deeps;
With him, still purenes dwelleth,
And firm his Truth he keeps.

O Lord God, King of Kings, incomprehensible in Majestie and in powre infinite; give us grace so to meditate thy unspeakable Attributes, that neither the frailties within us, nor the terrors without make us distrustfull of our safety in thee: For thou art our King, our Lord, & our God. Thou hast Wisdome enough to know what is best for us; Powre enough to effect it; Love enough to grant it; Perpetuitie enough to continue it: O give us but grace & faith enough to beleeve & apply it (though the Waters rage never so horribly) we shall undoubtedly be safe, for ever and ever. Amen.

76.76.D(ouble)

(76.76.76.76; rhyme scheme: ababcdcd)

Tunes (First Lines): Aurelia: The Church’s one foundation; Ewing: Jerusalem the golden; Lancashire: Lead on, O King eternal; Go forward, Christian soldier; St. Kevin: Come, ye faithful, raise the strain.

Psalm 87

(88.88.88)

A Psalm or song for the sonns of Chorah. It describes the scituation & glorie of the Church typified by Syon; prophetically declareth that all Kingdomes shall be incorporated into that Citty of God, & that all Nations shall there obtaine their New-birth, &c. It serves (among other uses) to informe that God’s Church excludeth no Nation, &c.

1. The Lord hath his Foundations plac’d
Above the heighest mountaines’ crownes;
Yea, Syon’s ports, he more hath grac’t
Than all the rest of Jacob’s Townes:
And glor’ous things are fam’d abrode,
Of thee (O Cittie) lov’d of God.

2. For God accounts as borne in thee,
Egiptians, if they him desire;
Nay, though from Babell sprung they be,
From Chush, Philistia, or from Tyre.
For he hath sayd that all on earth,
In Syon may renew their Birth.

3. The God most high will strengthen her,
And shall record each faithful soul,
As having had first-beeing there:
When he his people doth enrowl,
For there are all that play or sing,
And thence proceeds each blessèd thing.

Thou, O Lord, art no accepter of persons, but every one that feares thee & worketh righteousnes (of what place soever he be or from whom soever he were descended) hath promise of admission into thy Church & to be regestred as a free-borne Citizen of thy spiritual Syon. Make us thanckfull, O God, for this large priveledge; And seeing none are exempted, but such as willfully exclude themselves (seeing also, it is manifest to thee only who they are) let us hope charitably of all men, whilst there is time of grace and repentance; endeavoureng by our prayers, instructions, freindly reproofs, & good examples as much as we are able to bring them, to become the Members of this Corporation; to enjoy a Christian fellowship with us, in Christ Jesu, our Lord. Amen.

88.88.88 (rhyme scheme: ababcc)

Tunes (First Lines): Meadville: Come, let us with our Lord; Melita: Eternal Father, strong to save; St. Catherine: Faith of our fathers; St. Petersburg: Before thy throne, O God; Surrey: Creator Spirit, by whose aid.

Psa. 80 (L.P.M.)

To the cheef Musitian, upon Shosannim Eduth, a Psalm for Asaph. By the allegory of a Vine, is expressed God’s great care of the Jewish Church, typefieng also the Christian Church, whose complaints & desires in her suffrings, are here exprest. It may be used by any congregations of the faithful when they are delivered up to their foes, &c.

1. Hear thou, that Flock-like, Joseph guidest
And twixt the Cherubims residest;
Now Isr’el’s Pastor shine thou clear:
To Benjamin’s & Eph’rim’s vewe,
Thy strength before Manasseth shewe;
And to defend us, drawe thou near.

2. Returne, & of thy grace assure us;
For that alone will save & cure us.
O Lord of hoasts, we thee entreat:
For aye therfor, close not thine ears,
Though long, thou mak’st us drinck our teares,
And giv’st us weepings for our meat.

3. Our Neighbours are at strife about us;
Thou mak’st our foes to scorne & flout us.
Lord God of Hoasts, our sorrow slake;
To save us, cause thy face to shine:
For thou from Egipt broughtst this Vine,
And threw’st out Nations for her sake.

4. The place thou hadst before so tillèd,
That rooting well, the land she fillèd,
And cov’red mountaines with her shade:
Her boughs did Cedar-like extend;
She branches to the sea did send,
And to the River, she did spread.

5. Why of her hedge hast thou bereft her?
Why to the spoile of strangers left her,
And of the feirce untamèd swine?
The Forrest herds have her or’ethrowne;
O Lord of Hoasts, from heav’n look downe,
Behold & visite this thy Vine.

6. That Vine which thy right-hand hath cherisht,
That branch which for thine owne was nourisht,
Is burn’t & spoild while thou dost frowne;
O send for our defence to stand,
That Sonn of Man, whome thy Right-hand
Hath arm’d & chosen for thine owne.

7. Then we shall never more denie thee;
But being still revivèd by thee,
For ever call upon thy Name.
O Lord of Hoasts, convert us nowe;
A gratious look on us bestowe,
And thou shalt save us by the same.

Notwithstanding (O gratious Father) thou dost often water us with our owne teares & expose us justly to the beasts of the Forrest (even to our owne brutish appetites) & though our unthankfulnes hath worthilie deserved that we should be chastised with many stormes of Adversitie: Yet, Remember, we beseech thee, that we are plants of thine owne Vineyeard & branches of that goodly Vine which thou hast elected for thy self. Behold & visite us with a favourable aspect, repaire those decayed Fences through which any strang lust or swinish Condition hath broken in upon us. Let our Foes (by whome we are persecuted) our neighbours (by whome we were mocked, or preyed upon) & our brethren (who were censorious beholders of our afflictions) become witnesses also of thy renewing Favours: That we may be comforted in thee & continue for ever hereafter constant in thy fear & service, through the assistance of that man of thy Right-hand, Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.

(L.P.M.) Long Particular Meter or 888.888

(rhyme scheme: aacbbc)

Tune (First Line): Christus Rex: Christ is the King! O friends upraise.

Psalm 75

(C.M.D.)

To the cheef Musitian, an Altaschith, a Psalme or song for Asaph. God is praised for his ready healp. Christ promiseth to support & judge his Church. Oppressors are reprooved, & the different portion of them & of the Godly, is declared. It is usefull to comfort against the insolencies of spiritual foes.

1. Thee, Lord, we praise & magnifie;
To thee we thanckfull are:
For that thy Name approcheth nigh,
Thy wondrous works declare.
When I, the people, have assum’d,
I, Justice, will maintaine:
For when Earth’s dwellers are consum’d,
Her pillers I sustaine. (Selah.)

2. To Fooles, I said, more prudent growe;
To Sinners, thus I spake,
Your horne (your horne) advance not soe,
Nor such proud boasting make.
Nor East, nor west, advancements come,
Nor from the Mountaines flowe;
But God him self preferreth some,
And some doth overthrowe.

3. From his full Cupp within his hand,
He, mixt redd-wine, doth poure;
Which ev’rie Sinner in the land,
Shall dreggs & all devoure.
But I, of Jacob’s God, will speak
And alway sing his praise:
The hornes of Sinners I will break;
And high the Righteous raise.

O Christ, the Sonn of God, so establish thy Kingdome in our harts that Righteousnes may be continued in the Land. Support those whome thou hast raised to be, as it were, pillers in thy Church or Commonwealth; keep them from being so impudent or vaine glorious in their preferment, as if it came either causuallie, or by their owne Industrie, or deservings: But so cause them & us to perceive thy purpose & thy providence, both in our severall advancements & humiliations, that we may the better discharge our perticuler duties. And when thou shalt fill out the redwine of thy wrath to all obstinate malefactors, let us be refreshed by taking the Cupp of Salvation which thou hast prepared for all them who shall be justified through the merrits of Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.

(C.M.D.) Common Meter Double or 86.86.D

(86.86.86.86; rhyme scheme: ababcdcd)

Tunes (First Lines): Antioch: Joy to the World; Carol: It came upon the midnight clear; Forest Green: O little town of Bethlehem; I sing the almighty power of God; As those of old their first-fruits; Halifax: And have the bright immensities; We limit not the truth of God; Kingsfold: I heard the voice of Jesus say; Laramie: I know not where the road will lead; Materna: O beautiful for spacious skies; Noel: It came upon the midnight clear; Praise God for John, evangelist; Resignation: My Shepherd will supply my need; Salvation: When Stephen, full of power and grace; St. Louis: O little town of Bethlehem; St. Matthew: Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old; The Church’s Desolation: From thee all skill and science; The Third Tune: To mock your reign; I heard the voice of Jesus say.

Psalm 69

(L.M.D.)

To the cheef Musitian, Shosannim, a Psalme of David. It personates Christ taking upon him our sinns & infirmities; humbling him self before his Father; declaring the Condition of his Adversaries; shewing the bitternes of his passion; signifieng the Judgments prepared for Sinners; & prayeng for his Elect, &c. Christ’s members may use it to those purposes.

1. Healp, Lord, for Flouds enclose my Soul;
In groundles depths I am bemir’d;
Above my head, great waters rowle:
My parchèd throate, with cries is tir’de;
Mine eyes are dim’d in seeking thee.
More than my haires, my Foes are growne;
My spoilers are too strong for me,
And take as theirs, what is mine owne.

2. Thou knowest how I am to blame;
But for my sake, let none of those
(Lord, God of Isr’el) suffer blame,
Who do in thee their trust repose.
For I sustaine reprochfull scorne,
And am disgracèd for thy sake.
My brethren of my mother borne,
Of me, likewise, a stranger make.

3. Zeal to thy house hath worne me out;
Thy scorners, my reprochers be;
My Fastings & my teares they flout,
And when I mourne, they laugh at me.
Of me, the Rulers evill spake;
The Drunckerds made of me their songs:
But Lord, my moane I timelie make;
In Mercie, mark therefore my wrongs.

4. Me, by thy Truth’s protection, keep;
That miry-depths, nor spightfull-foes,
Devouring-Flouds, nor whirl-pooles deep,
Nor Dungeon’s Mouth, my soul enclose.
But Lord, of thy abounding grace,
(For thy Love-sake) returne & hear;
To me, thy servant shew thy face,
And in my need, incline thine ear.

5. Drawe nigh, & save & sett thou free,
My soul from those who bear me spight;
For all my wrongs are knowne to thee,
And all my Foes are in thy sight.
Rebukes & scornes, my hart nigh broke;
With greefs opprest, I made my mone,
But where I did for pittie looke,
They would (alas) afford me none.

6. They, for my meat, did gall prepare;
Sharp Vineger to quench my thirst.
Their Bourd, therfore, shall them ensnare,
And Blessings be to them accurst.
Their eye shall be depriv’d of sight;
A cure-les greef, their back shall shake;
God’s heavie wrath shall on them ’light,
His Vengance, them shall overtake.

7. None shall in their abiding-place,
Or in their Tent be dwelling found:
For whome thou smot’st, those they did chase,
And greevèd him, whome thou didst wound.
More sinnfull still, they shall become,
And in God’s Justice, have no share,
Nor in that book of life have roome,
Wherein the Just enrowlèd are.

8. But I that pore & scornèd am,
Shall by thyne ayde, O Lord, be raisd;
For which, I’le magnify thy Name,
And in my songs, thou shalt be praisd.
And that, O Lord, more pleases thee
Than horn’d & hoofèd Oxe to give;
Which when the Meek (thee seeking) see,
It shall with joye, their hart revive.

9. God’s praise; ye heav’ns & earth declare
Him praise, thou sea & all in thee:
For to the pore, he lends his ear,
And he doth sett the pris’ner free.
He, Syon saves in time of need,
And Judah’s Townes he will erect,
To be for those & for their seed,
Who serving him, his Name affect.

O Lambe of God, which takest away the sinns of the world, have mercie upon us! Thou that hast taken on thee our sinns, felt our infirmities, & suffred all which we deserved, have mercie upon us. Thou, who for our salvation, didest bear the unkindnesses of kindred & familiers, the reproches of Neighbours, the scornes & oppressions of Strangers, the reproofs of Magistrates, & the contempt of the basest people, have mercy upon us. Then, who for our sakes, hast endured insufferable torments of the bodie, the unspeakable agonies of the soul, tasted the gall & vineger of everie bitter passion, have mercie upon us. Deliver us from them who seek to crucifie thee againe in thy members. Raise us by thy Resurrection, whome thou hast redeemed by thy passion; Glorifie us by thy Ascention, in life eternall, whome thou hast secured from Damnation by thy Death & Buriall; And for that which thou hast done & prepared for thine Elect; let heaven & earth praise thee, world without end. Amen.

(L.M.D.) Long Meter Double or 88.88.D

(88.88.88.88; rhyme scheme: ababcdcd)

Tunes (First Lines): Creation: The spacious firmament on high; Schmücke dich: Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness.