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That fit'ft between the cherubs bright
Between their wings out-fpread,

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Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, prick dat
And on our foes thy dread.

2 In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, atrod did't And in Manaffe's fight,

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Awake thy ftrength, come, and be feen Gnorera. To fave as by thy might.

3 Turn us again, thy grace divine To us, O God, vouchsafe;

Caufe thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be fafe.

4. Lord God of Hofts, how long wilt thou, d

How long wilt thou declare

Thy §fmoaking wrath, and angry vow

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Against thy people's prayer.

Thou feedst them with the bread of tears,

Their bread with tears they eat,

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And mak'st them ‡ largely drink the tears Shalif.

Wherewith their checks were 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 Holts vouchsafe,

Caufe thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be fafe.

8 A vine from Egypt thou haft brought,
Thy free love made it thine,

And drov't out nations, proud and haut,
To plant this lovely vine.

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 last.

10 With her green fhade that cover'd all, The hills were over-spread,

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Her boughs as high as cedars tall
Advanc'd their lofty head.

II Her branches on the western fide
Down to the fea fhe fent,
And upward to that river wide

Her other branches went.

12 Why haft thou laid her hedges low,
And broken down her fence,

That all may pluck her, as they go,
With rudeft violence ?

13 The tufked boar out of the wood,

Upturns it by the roots,

Wild beafts there brouze and make their food Her grapes and tender fhouts.

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.

15 Vifit this Vine, which thy right hand
Hath fet, and planted long,

And the young branch, that for thyfelf
Thou haft made firm and strong.
16 But now it is confum'd with fire,
And cut with axes down,

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 thyfelf haft made.

18 So fhall we not go back from thee
To ways of fin and fhame :
Quicken us thou, then gladly we
Shall call upon thy name.

19 Return us, and thy grace

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Lord God of Holts, vouchfufe," Cause thou thy face on us to fhine,

And then we shall be fafe.

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PSAL. LXXXI.

To God our ftrength, fing loud and clear,

Sing loud to God our King,

'To Jacob's God, that all my hear
Loud acclamations ring.

2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song,
The timbrel hither bring,
The cheerful pfaltery bring along,
And harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon
With trumpet's lofty found,

Th' appointed time, the day whereon
Our folemn feaft comes round.

4 This was a statute giv❜n of old
For Ifrael to obferve,

A law of Jacob's God, to hold,
From whence they might not fwerve.
5 This he a teftimony ordain'd
In Jofeph, not to change,

When as he pafs'd through Egypt's land,
The tongue I heard was ftrange.

6 From burden, and from slavish toil
I fet his fhoulder free:

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His hands from pots, and mirie foil,
Deliver'd were by me.

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When trouble did thee fore affail,

On me then didst thou call, And I to free thee did not fuil,

And led thee out of thrall.

I answer'd thee in *thunder deep
With clouds encompass'd round;

I try'd thee at the water fleep

Of Meriba renown'd.

8 Hear O my people, hearken well, I testify to thee,

Be Sether ragnam.

Thou ancient flock of Ifrael,

If thou wilt lift to me,

9 Throughout the land of thy abode. No alien god fhall be,

Nor fhalt thou to a foreign god

In honour bend thy knee.

10 I am the Lord thy God which brought Thee out of Egypt's land,

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Ask large enough, and I, befought,

Will grant thy full demand.

11 And yet my people would not hear,
Nor hearken to my voice;

And Ifrael, whom I lov'd fo dear,
Miflik'd me for his choice.

12 Then did I leave them to their will,
And to their wandring mind;
Their own conceits they follow'd still,
Their own devices blind.

13 O that my people would be wise,
To ferve me all their days,
And O that Ifrael would advise

To walk my righteous ways.

14 Then would I foon bring down their foes, That now so proudly rise,

And turn my hand against all thofe

That are their enemies.

15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain To bow to him and bend,

But they, his people, fhould remain,

Their time fhould have no end.

16 And he would feed them from the shock With flow'r of finest wheat,

And fatisfy them from the rock

With honey for their meat,

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PSAL. LXXXII.

L§Bagnadath-el.

OD in the great § affembly ftands
Of kings and lordly states,

Among the gods, † on both his hands, † Bekerev.
He judges and debates,

2 How long will ye | pervert the right
With judgment falfe and wrong,
Favouring the wicked by your might,
Who thence grow bold and ftrong?

Tifh phetu

gnavel.

3 Regard the weak and fatherlefs, Shiphtu-dal. Difpatch the ‡ poor man's caufe,

And raise the man in deep diftrefs

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By just and equal laws.

4 Defend the poor and defolate,

And rescue from the hands Of wicked men the low eftate

Of him that help demands.

5 They know not, nor will understand, In darkness they walk on.

The earth's foundations all are § mov❜d,

And § out of order gone.

6 I faid that ye were gods, yea all

The fons of God most high,

7 But ye fhall die like men, and fall

As other princes die.

Hatzdiku.

§ Fimmotu.

8 Rife, God, judge thou the earth in might,

This wicked earth || redrefs,

For thou art he who fhalt by right

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The nations all poffefs.

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PSAL. LXXXIII.

E not thou filent now at length,
O God, hold not thy peace,

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