Sit not thou ftill, O God of ftrength, 2 For lo thy furious foes now ‡ fwell And ftorm outrageously, Febemajun. And they that hate thee proud and fell Exalt their heads full high. 3 Against thy people they * contrive Their plots and counfels deep, § Them to enfnare they chiefly strive, Jagnarima. > § Fithjagnatfu gnal. Tfephuneca. + Whom thou dost hide and keep. 4 Come let us cut them off, fay they, Till they no nation be, That Ifrael's name for ever may Be loft in memory, sifari 5 For they confult * with all their might, And all as one in mind Themselves against thee they unite, And in firm union bind. 6 The tents of Edom, and the brood of fcornful Ihmael, Moab, with them of Hagar's blood, That in the defart dwell, 7 Gebal and Ammon there confpire, The Philiftins, and they of Tyre, 8 With them great Affur alfo bands, All thefe have lent their armed hands To aid the fons of Lot; 9 Do to them as to Midian bald, That wasted all the coaft, To Sifera, and as is told Thou didst to Jabin's bost, When at the brook of Kifhon olen tudi They were repuls'd and fain, Lev jachdan. 10 At Endor quite cut off, and roll'd As dung upon the plain. II.As Zeb and Oreb evil sped; So let their princes speed; As Zeba and Zalmunna bled, So let their princes bleed. 12 For they amidst their pride have said, By right now fhall we seize God's houses, and will now invade * Their stately palaces. * Neoth Elohim bears both. 13 My God, oh make them as a wheel, No quiet let them find; Giddy and restless let them reel Like ftubble from the wind. 14 As when an aged wood takes fire, The greedy flame runs higher and higher 15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue, 16 | And till they yield thee honour due, Lord, fill with fhame their face. 17 Afham'd, and troubled, let them be, Troubled, and fham'd for ever, Ever confounded, and fo die With fhame, and fcape it never. They feek thy Name, Heb. 18 Then shall they know that thou, whose name Jehovah is alone, Art the most high, and thou the fame I O'er all the earth art one. PSAL. LXXXIV. HOW lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hofts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are, 2 My foul doth long and almoft die Thy courts, O Lord, to see, My heart and flesh aloud do cry, O living God, for thee. 3 There ev'n the fparrow freed from wrong, And home they fly from round the coafts 5 Happy, whofe ftrength 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 watry dale Where springs and fhow'rs abound. 7 They journey on from ftrength to strength With joy and gladfom chear, Till all before our God at length In Sion do appear. 8 Lord God of Hofts, 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 bleft, Than in the joys of vanity A thousand days at best. I in the temple of my God Had rather keep a door, Than dwell in tents, and rich abode, With fin for evermore. 11 For God the Lord, both fun and fhield, Gives grace and glory bright, No good from them fhall be withheld 12 Lord God of Holts, that reign'ft on high, I ΤΗΣ PSAL. LXXXV. 'HY land to favour graciously 2 Th' iniquity thou didst forgive 3 Thine anger all thou had'st remov❜d, From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd,e477 Tagovi Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath. Far worse than fire to burn. 4 God of our faving health and peace, Turn us, and us restore, Thine indignation caufe to ceafe Tow'rd us, and chide no more. 5 Wilt thou be angry without end,no Lob red f For ever angry thus? Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend ni yab snovipi, of From age to age on us? 6 Wilt thou not † turn, and hear our voice, And us again + revive, Heb. turn to quicken us. That fo thy people may rejoice By thee preferv'd alive? 7 Caufe us to fee thy goodness, Lord, ni lawball To us thy mercy fhew, Thy faving health to us afford, And life in us renew. 8 And now what God the Lord will speak, For to his people he speaks peace, To his dear faints he will speak peace, But let them never more Return to folly, but furceafe Surely to fuch as do him fear And glory fhall ere long appear To dwell within our land. 10 Mercy and truth, that long were mifs'd, Sweet peace and righteoufnefs have kifs'd, II Truth from the earth, like to a flow'r And justice from her heav'nly bow'r 12 The Lord will also then bestow Our land fhall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him righteoufnefs fhall go. Then * will he come, and not be flow, TH *Heb. He will fet his fteps to the way. PSAL. LXXXVI. HY gracious ear, O Lord, incline, For I am poor, and almost pine U |