Bruis'd, and afflicted, and so low

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As ready to expire,

While I thy terrors undergo

Astonish'd with thine ire.

16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow, Thy threatnings cut me through:

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All day they round about me go,
Like waves they me pursue.

18 Lover and friend thou haft remov'd,

And fever'd from me far:

They fly me now whom I have lov'd,

And as in darkness are.

A Paraphrafe on PSAL. CXIV.

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fifteen years old.

WHEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful fon

After long toil their liberty had won,
And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,
Led by the strength of the Almighty's hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Ifrael shown,
His praise and glory was in Ifrael known.
That faw the troubled fea, and fhivering fled,
And fought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath receiv'd the foil.
The high, huge-bellied mountains skip like rams
Amongst their
ews, the little hills like lambs.

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Why fled the ocean? And why skipt the mountains?
Why turned Jordan tow'rd his crystal fountains?
Shake Earth, and at the presence be aghast
Of him that ever was, and ay shall last,

That glaffy floods from rugged rocks can crush,
And make foft rills from fiery flint-ftones gush.

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PSA L. CXXXVI.

ET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for he is kind,
For his mercies ay indure,
Ever faithful, ever fure.

Let us blaze his name abroad,

For of Gods he is the God;

For his &c.

O let us his praises tell,

Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell.

For his &c.

Who with his miracles doth make
Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.

For his &c.

Who by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state
For his &c.

Who did the folid earth ordain
To rife above the watry plain.

For his &c.

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Who by his all-commanding might

Did fill the new-made world with light.

For his &c.

And caus'd the golden-treffed fun,

All the day long his course to run.

For his &c.

The horned moon to fhine by night,
Amongst her spangled fifters bright.

For his &c.

He with his thunder-clasping hand
Smote the first-born of Egypt land.

For his &c.

And in despite of Pharao fell,

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He brought from thence his Ifrael.
For his &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain

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Of the Erythræan main.

For his &c.

The floods flood ftill like walls of glass,

While the Hebrew bands did pass.

For his &c.

But full foon they did devour

The tawny king with all his power.

For his &c.

His chosen people he did bless

In the wafteful wilderness.

For his &c.

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In bloody battel he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.

For his &c.

He foil'd bold Seon and his hoft,
That rul'd the Amorrean coast.

For his &c.

And large-limb'd Og he did fubdue,
With all his over-hardy crew.

For his &c.

And to his fervant Ifrael

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All living creatures he doth feed,

And with full hand supplies their need.

For his &c

Let us therefore warble forth

His mighty majesty and worth.
For his &c.

That his mansion hath on high
Above the reach of mortal eye.
For his mercies ay indure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

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