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Psal. IV. Aug. 10. 1653. ANlwer me when I calle
God of my righteousness,
Now pity me, and hear my earnest pray't.
Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies ?
Will hear my voice what time to him I cry,
of righteousness, and in Jehovah truft.
But, Lord, thus let me pray,
Lift up the favour of thy countenance bright,
With valt increase their corn and wine abounds,
Thou Lord alone in safety mak’ft me dwell.
Psal. V. Aug. 12. 1653.
Ehovah to my words give ear,
My meditation weigh,
Shalt in the inorning hear,
In wickedness delight,
Evil with thee no biding makes,
Thou hat’ft; and them unbleft
Thy nunierous mercies go
Lead me because of those
No word is firm or footh
By their own counsels quelld;
Their joy, while thou from blame
To bless the just man still,
Psal. VI. Aug. 13. 1653. L
Ord in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correâ ;
Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled fore,
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, Nightiy 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.
The Lord hath heard, the Lord harh heard my
(pray's, The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies fall all be blank and dafa'd
With much confugion ; then grow red with thame
They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment hall be quite abaf'd.
Psal. VII. Aug. 14. 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite
Ord my God to thee I flie,
Save me and secure me under
Lord my God if I have thought
Let th’enemy pursue my soul
Rise Jehovah in thine ire,