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12 Why haft thou laid her Hedges low,

And broken down her Fence, That all may pluck her, as they go,

With rudest violence ? 13 The tusked Boar out of the Wood

Up turns it by the roots, Wild beasts there brouze and make their food

Her grapes and tender Sboots. 14 Return now, God of Hosts, look down

From Heav'ri, thy Seat divine,
Behold us, but without a frown,

And visit this thy Vine.
Is Visit this Vine, which thy right hand

Hath set, and planted long,
And the young branch, that for thy self

Thou hast made firm and Arong,
16 But now it is consum'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 Son of Man, whom thou

Strong for thy self haft made.
18 So Thall we not go back from thee

To ways of fon and Shame, Quick’n us thou, then gladly we

Shall call upon thy Name. 19 Return us, and thy grace divine

Lord God of Hofts vouche, e

Cause thou thy face on us to thine,

And then we shall be safe.

PSAL. LXXXI.

God our strength ling loud, and clear,

Sing loud to God our King, To Jacob's God, that all may bear

Loud acclamations ringe
2 Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song,

The Timbrel hither bring,
The cheerful Psaltry bring along,

And harp with pleasant string.
3 Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon

With Trumpets lofty Sound,
Th' appointed time, the day whereon

Our solemn Feat comes round. 4. This was a Statute gio'n of old

For Israel to observe,
A Law of Jacob's God, to hold,

From whence they might not swerve. s This he a Testimony ordain'd

In Joseph, not to change,
When as he pass’d through Ægypt Land;

The Tongue I heard was strange.
6 From burden, and from slaviso toyle

I set his shoulder free:

His hands from pots, and mirie Soyle,

Deliver'd were by me. 7 When trouble did thee Coke aftail,

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

And led thee out of thrall. I answer'd thee in * Thunder deep * Be Sether

With clouds encompass’d round; ragnaman I try'd thee at the water fleep

Of Meriba renown'd.
8 Hear, O my People, beark'n well,

I testifie to thee,
Thou ancient stock of Israel,

If thou wilt list to me,
9 Throughout the Land of thy abode

No alien God shall be,
Nor thalt thou to a foreign God

In Honour bend thy knee.
10 I am the Lord thy God which brought

Thee out of Ægypt Land,
Ask large enough, and I, bafought,

Will grant thy full demand.
11 And yet my people would not heax,

Nor hearken to my voice;
And Israel, whom I lov'd so dear,

Mislik'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 fill,

Their own devices blinde

13 O that my People would be wise;

To serve me all their days, And o chat Israel would advise

To walk my righteous ways.
14 Then would I soon bring down their foes;

That now so proudly rise,
And turn my hand against all those

That are their enemies.
Is Who hate the Lord should then be fain

To bow to him and bend,
But they, his Peaple, should remain,

Their time thould have no end.
16 And we would feed them from the shook

with Flow'r of finest wheat, And satisfie them from the rock

With Honey for their meat.

Psal. LXXXII.

* Bagnadath-eh

Gode in the great * allembly hands

and States, ¡Among the Gods, † on both his hands † Bekerev.

He judges and debates, 2 How long will ye * pervert the right *Tish phet With * judgment false and wrong,

fnavelo Favouring the wicked by your mighty

Who thence grow bold and frong.

3 * Regard the * weak and fatherless * Shiphtu-dal,

* Dispatch the * poor man's cause, And t raise the man in deep distress Byt just and equal Laws.

t Haizdiku. 4 Defend the poor and defolate,

And rescue from the hands Of wicked men the low estate

Of him that help demands.
s They know not, nor will understand,

In darkness they walk on,
The earth's foundations all are * moy'd,
And * out of order gon.

* Jimmotu, 6 I said that ye were Gods, yea all

The Sons of God most high, 7. But ye shall die like men, and fall

As Other Princes die.
: Rise God, * judge thou the earth in might,

This wicked earth * redress,
For thou art he who shalt by right

The Nations all poffefs.

* Shiphtne

Psal. LXXXIII.

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E not thou silent now at length,

O God hold not thy peace, Sit got thou still O God of firength,

We cry, and do not cease.

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