John Milton


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John Milton (1608-1674)


Psalm I

Bless’d is the man who hath not walked astray
In counsel of the wicked, and i’ the way
Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great
Jehovah’s Law is ever his delight,
And in his law he studies day and night.
He shall be as a tree which planted grows
By wat’ry streams, and in his season knows
To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall,
And what he takes in hand shall prosper all.
Not so the wicked, but as chaff which fanned
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand
In judgment, or abide their trial then
Nor sinners in th’assembly of just men.
For the Lord knows th’upright way of the just,
And the way of bad men to ruin must.

Psalm II

Why do the Gentiles tumult, and the Nations
xxMuse a vain thing, the Kings of th’earth upstand
xxWith power, and Princes in their Congregations
Lay deep their plots together through each Land,
xxAgainst the Lord and his Messiah dear?
xxLet us break off, say they, by strength of hand
Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,
xxTheir twisted cords: he who in Heaven doth dwell
xxShall laugh, the Lord shall scoff them, then severe
Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell
xxAnd fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he,
xxAnointed have my King (though ye rebel)
On Sion my holy hill. A firm decree
xxI will declare; the Lord to me hath said,
xxThou art my Son, I have begotten thee
This day; ask of me, and the grant is made;
xxAs thy possession I on thee bestow
xxTh’Heathen, and as thy conquest to be swayed
Earth’s utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low
xxWith Iron Scepter bruised, and them disperse
xxLike to a potter’s vessel shiver’d so.
And now be wise at length, ye Kings averse,
xxBe taught, ye Judges of the earth; with fear
xxJehovah serve and let your joy converse
With trembling; kiss the Son lest he appear
xxIn anger and ye perish in the way,
xxIf once his wrath take fire like fuel sere.
Happy all those who have in him their stay.

Psalm III

When he fled from Absalom.

xxxxxxxxxLord, how many are my foes!
xxxxxxxxxxxHow many those
xxxxxxxxxThat in arms against me rise!
xxxxxxxxxxxMany are they
xxThat of my life distrustfully thus say,
“No help for him in God there lies.”
But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,
xxxxxxxxxxxThee through my story
xxxxxxxxxTh’ exalter of my head I count.
xxxxxxxxxxxAloud I cried
xxUnto Jehovah, he full soon replied
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept, I waked again,
xxxxxxxxxxxFor my sustain
xxxxxxxxxWas the Lord. Of many millions
xxxxxxxxxxxThe populous rout
xxI fear not though encamping round about
They pitch against me their Pavilions.
Rise, Lord, save me, my God, for thou
xxxxxxxxxxxHast smote ere now
xxxxxxxxxOn the cheek-bone all my foes,
xxxxxxxxxxxOf men abhorred
xxHast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

Psalm IV

Answer me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
In straits and in distress
Thou didst me disenthrall
And set at large; now spare,
xxNow pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
Great ones, how long will ye
My glory have in scorn?
How long be thus forborne
Still to love vanity,
To love, to seek, to prize
xxThings false and vain and nothing else but lies?
Yet know the Lord hath chose,
Chose to himself apart,
The good and meek of heart
(For whom to choose he knows);
Jehovah from on high
xxWill hear my voice what time to him I cry.
Be awed, and do not sin,
Speak to your hearts alone,
Upon your beds, each one,
And be at peace within.
Offer the offerings just
xxOf righteousness and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say,
“Who yet will shew us good?”
Talking like this world’s brood;
But Lord, thus let me pray,
On us lift up the light
xxLift up the favour of thy count’nance bright.
Into my heart more joy
And gladness thou hast put
Then when a year of glut
Their stores doth overcloy,
And from their plenteous grounds
xxWith vast increase their corn and wine abounds.
In peace at once will I
Both lay me down and sleep,
For thou alone dost keep
Me safe where’er I lie
As in a rocky Cell
xxThou, Lord, alone in safety mak’st me dwell.

Psalm V

xxJehovah, to my words give ear,
xxxxxxMy meditation weigh,
xxThe voice of my complaining hear,
My King and God, for unto thee I pray.
xxJehovah, thou my early voice
xxxxxxShalt in the morning hear,
xxI’th’morning I to thee with choice
Will rank my Prayers, and watch till thou appear.
xxFor thou art not a God that takes
xxxxxxIn wickedness delight,
xxEvil with thee no biding makes;
Fools or madmen stand not within thy sight.
xxAll workers of iniquity
xxxxxxThou hat’st; and them unbless’d
xxThou wilt destroy that speak a lie;
The bloody and guileful man God doth detest.
xxBut I will in thy mercies dear,
xxxxxxThy numerous mercies go
xxInto thy house; I in thy fear
Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
xxLord, lead me in thy righteousness,
xxxxxxLead me because of those
xxThat do observe if I transgress,
Set thy ways right before, where my step goes.
xxFor in his falt’ring mouth unstable
xxxxxxNo word is firm or sooth;
xxTheir inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth.
xxGod, find them guilty, let them fall
xxxxxxBy their own counsels quelled;
xxPush them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebelled;
xxThen all who trust in thee shall bring
xxxxxxTheir joy, while thou from blame
xxDefend’st them, they shall ever sing
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.
xxFor thou, Jehovah, wilt be found
xxxxxxTo bless the just man still,
xxAs with a shield thou wilt surround
Him with thy lasting favour and good will.

Psalm VI

Lord, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
xxNor in thy hot displeasure me correct;
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
xxAm very weak and faint; heal and amend me,
For all my bones, that even with anguish ache,
xxAre troubled; yea, my soul is troubled sore.
And thou, O Lord, how long? turn, Lord, restore
xxMy soul, O save me for thy goodness’ sake,
For in death no remembrance is of thee;
xxWho in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days.
xxNightly my Couch I make a kind of Sea;
My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eye
xxThrough grief consumes, is waxen old and dark
I’ the midst of all mine enemies that mark.
xxDepart, all ye that work iniquity.
Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
xxThe Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my prayer,
My supplication with acceptance fair
xxThe Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall all be blank and dashed
xxWith much confusion; then grow red with shame;
They shall return in haste the way they came
xxAnd in a moment shall be quite abashed.

Psalm VII

Upon the words of Cush
the Benjamite against him.

Lord my God, to thee I fly,
Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I cry;
Lest as a Lion (and no wonder)
He haste to tear my Soul asunder,
Tearing and no rescue nigh.

Lord my God, if I have thought
Or done this, if wickedness
Be in my hands, if I have wrought
Ill to him that meant me peace,
Or to him have rendered less,
And freed my foe for naught:

Let th’enemy pursue my soul
And overtake it, let him tread
My life down to the earth and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust, and there outspread
Lodge it with dishonour foul.

Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire
Rouse thyself amidst the rage
Of my foes that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury assuage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command which I desire.

So th’ assemblies of each Nation
Will surround thee, seeking right,
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
All people from the world’s foundation.

Judge me, Lord, be judge in this
According to my righteousness
And the innocence which is
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness
And their power that do amiss.

But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the just God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is cast
My defense, and in him lies,
In him who both just and wise
Saves th’ upright of Heart at last.

God is a just Judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If th’ unjust will not forbear,
His Sword he whets, his Bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death, that waits him near.

(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold
He travels big with vanity,
Trouble he hath conceived of old
As in a womb, and from that mold
Hath at length brought forth a Lie.

He digged a pit, and delved it deep,
And fell into the pit he made;
His mischief that due course doth keep,
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelayed
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.

Then will I Jehovah’s praise
According to his justice raise
And sing the Name and Deity
Of Jehovah the most high.

Psalm VIII

O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
xxAnd glorious is thy name through all the earth!
So as above the Heavens thy praise to set
xxOut of the tender mouths of latest birth,

Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
xxHast founded strength because of all thy foes,
To stint th’enemy, and slack th’avenger’s brow
xxThat bends his rage thy providence to oppose.

When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers’ art,
xxThe Moon and Stars which thou so bright hast set
In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
xxO What is man that thou rememb’rest yet,

And think’st upon him? or of man begot
xxThat him thou visit’st and of him art found?
Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad’st his lot,
xxWith honour and with state thou hast him crown’d.

O’er the works of thy hand thou mad’st him Lord,
xxThou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word,
xxAll beasts that in the field or forest meet.

Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet
xxSea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth.
O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
xxAnd glorious is thy name through all the earth!

Psalm LXXX

Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep,
xxGive ear in time of need,
Who leadest like a flock of sheep
xxThy loved Joseph’s seed,
That sitt’st between the Cherubs bright
xxBetween their wings outspread,
Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
xxAnd on our foes thy dread.
In Ephraim’s view and Benjamin’s,
xxAnd in Manasseh’s sight
Awake thy strength, come, and be seen
xxTo save us by thy might.
Turn us again, thy grace divine
xxTo us, O God, vouchsafe;
Cause thou thy face on us to shine
xxAnd then we shall be safe.
Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou,
xxHow long wilt thou declare
Thy smoking wrath, and angry brow
xxAgainst thy people’s prayer?
Thou feed’st them with the bread of tears,
xxTheir bread with tears they eat,
And mak’st them largely drink the tears
xxWherewith their cheeks are wet.
A strife thou mak’st us and a prey
xxTo every neighbour foe,
Among themselves they laugh, they play,
xxAnd flouts at us they throw.
Return us, and thy grace divine,
xxO God of Hosts, vouchsafe;
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
xxAnd then we shall be safe.
A Vine from Egypt thou hast brought,
xxThy free love made it thine,
And drov’st out Nations proud and haught
xxTo plant this lovely Vine.
Thou didst prepare for it a place
xxAnd root it deep and fast
That it began to grow apace,
xxAnd filled the land at last.
With her green shade that covered all,
xxThe Hills were overspread,
Her Bows as high as Cedars tall
xxAdvanced their lofty head.
Her branches on the western side
xxDown to the Sea she sent,
And upward to that river wide
xxHer other branches went.
Why hast thou laid her Hedges low
xxAnd broken down her Fence,
That all may pluck her, as they go,
xxWith rudest violence?
The tuskèd Boar out of the wood
xxUpturns it by the roots,
Wild Beasts there browse, and make their food
xxHer Grapes and tender Shoots.
Return now, God of Hosts, look down
xxFrom Heav’n, thy Seat divine,
Behold us, but without a frown,
xxAnd visit this thy Vine.
Visit this Vine, which thy right hand
xxHath set, and planted long,
And the young branch, that for thyself
xxThou hast made firm and strong.
But now it is consumed with fire,
xxAnd cut with Axes down,
They perish at thy dreadful ire,
xxAt thy rebuke and frown.
Upon the man of thy right hand
xxLet thy good hand be laid,
Upon the Son of Man, whom thou
xxStrong for thyself hast made.
So shall we not go back from thee
xxTo ways of sin and shame,
Quick’n us thou, then gladly we
xxShall call upon thy Name.
Return us, and thy grace divine,
xxLord God of Hosts, vouchsafe,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
xxAnd then we shall be safe.


To God our strength sing loud and clear,
xxSing loud to God our King,
To Jacob’s God, that all may hear
xxLoud acclamations ring.
Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song,
xxThe Timbrel hither bring,
The cheerful Psaltry bring along
xxAnd Harp with pleasant string.
Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon
xxWith Trumpet’s lofty sound,
Th’appointed time, the day whereon
xxOur solemn Feast comes round.
This was a Statute giv’n of old
xxFor Israel to observe,
A Law of Jacob’s God, to hold
xxFrom whence they might not swerve.
This he a Testimony ordained
xxIn Joseph, not to change,
When as he passed through Egypt land;
xxThe Tongue I heard, was strange.
From burden, and from slavish toil
xxI set his shoulder free;
His hands from pots, and miry soil
xxDelivered were by me.
When trouble did thee sore assail,
xxOn me then didst thou call,
And I to free thee did not fail,
xxAnd led thee out of thrall.
I answered thee in thunder deep
xxWith clouds encompassed round;
I tried thee at the water steep
xxOf Meriba renowned.
Hear, O my people, hearken well,
xxI testify to thee,
Thou ancient flock of Israel,
xxIf thou wilt list to me,
Throughout the land of thy abode
xxNo alien God shall be,
Nor shalt thou to a foreign God
xxIn honor bend thy knee.
I am the Lord thy God which brought
xxThee out of Egypt land;
Ask large enough, and I, besought,
xxWill grant thy full demand.
And yet my people would not hear,
xxNor hearken to my voice;
And Israel whom I loved so dear
xxMisliked me for his choice.
Then did I leave them to their will
xxAnd to their wand’ring mind;
Their own conceits they followed still,
xxTheir own devices blind.
O that my people would be wise
xxTo serve me all their days,
And O that Israel would advise
xxTo walk my righteous ways.
Then would I soon bring down their foes
xxThat now so proudly rise,
And turn my hand against all those
xxThat are their enemies.
Who hate the Lord should then be fain
xxTo bow to him and bend,
But they, His people, should remain,
xxTheir time should have no end.
And he would free them from the shock
xxWith flower of finest wheat,
And satisfy them from the rock
xxWith Honey for their Meat.


God in the great assembly stands
xxOf Kings and lordly States,
Among the gods on both his hands
xxHe judges and debates.
How long will ye pervert the right
xxWith judgment false and wrong,
Favoring the wicked by your might,
xxWho thence grow bold and strong?
Regard the weak and fatherless
xxDispatch the poor man’s cause,
And raise the man in deep distress
xxBy just and equal Laws.
Defend the poor and desolate,
xxAnd rescue from the hands
Of wicked men the low estate
xxOf him that help demands.
They know not nor will understand,
xxIn darkness they walk on,
The Earth’s foundations all are moved
xxAnd out of order gone.
I said that ye were Gods, yea all
xxThe Sons of God most high
But ye shall die like men, and fall
xxAs other Princes die.
Rise God, judge thou the earth in might,
xxThis wicked earth redress,
For thou art he who shalt by right
xxThe Nations all possess.


Be not thou silent now at length,
xxO God, hold not thy peace,
Sit not thou still, O God of strength,
xxWe cry and do not cease.
For lo, thy furious foes now swell
xxAnd storm outrageously,
And they that hate thee proud and fell
xxExalt their heads full high.
Against thy people they contrive
xxTheir Plots and Counsels deep,
Them to ensnare they chiefly strive
xxWhom thou dost hide and keep.
“Come, let us cut them off,” say they,
xx“Till they no Nation be,
That Israel’s name for ever may
xxBe lost in memory.”
For they consult with all their might,
xxAnd all as one in mind
Themselves against thee they unite
xxAnd in firm union bind.
The tents of Edom, and the brood
xxOf scornful Ishmael,
Moab, with them of Hagar’s blood
xxThat in the Desart dwell,
Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
xxAnd hateful Amalek,
The Philistines, and they of Tyre
xxWhose bounds the sea doth check.
With them great Asshur also bands
xxAnd doth confirm the knot,
All these have lent their armèd hands
xxTo aid the Sons of Lot.
Do to them as to Midian bold
xxThat wasted all the Coast.
To Sisera, and as is told
xxThou didst to Jabin’s host,
When at the brook of Kishon old
xxThey were repulsed and slain,
At Endor quite cut off, and rolled
xxAs dung upon the plain.
As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,
xxSo let their Princes speed;
As Zeba, and Zalmunna bled
xxSo let their Princes bleed.
For they amidst their pride have said,
xx“By right now shall we seize
God’s houses, and will now invade
xxTheir stately Palaces.”
My God, oh make them as a wheel,
xxNo quiet let them find;
Giddy and restless let them reel
xxLike stubble from the wind.
As when an aged wood takes fire
xxWhich on a sudden strays,
The greedy flame runs higher and higher
xxTill all the mountains blaze,
So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
xxAnd with thy tempest chase;
And till they yield thee honor due,
xxLord, fill with shame their face.
Ashamed and troubled let them be,
xxTroubled and shamed for ever,
Ever confounded, and so die
xxWith shame, and ’scape it never.
Then shall they know that thou whose name
xxJehovah is alone,
Art the most high, and thou the same
xxO’er all the earth art one.


How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
xxO Lord of Hosts, how dear
The pleasant Tabernacles are
xxWhere thou dost dwell so near!
My Soul doth long and almost die
xxThy Courts, O Lord, to see;
My heart and flesh aloud do cry,
xxO living God, for thee.
There ev’n the Sparrow freed from wrong
xxHath found a house of rest,
The Swallow there, to lay her young
xxHath built her brooding nest,
Ev’n by thy Altars, Lord of Hosts,
xxThey find their safe abode,
And home they fly from round the Coasts
xxToward thee, My King, my God.
Happy, who in thy house reside
xxWhere thee they ever praise,
Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,
xxAnd in their hearts thy ways.
They pass through Baca’s thirsty Vale,
xxThat dry and barren ground
As through a fruitful wat’ry Dale
xxWhere Springs and Show’rs abound.
They journey on from strength to strength
xxWith joy and gladsome cheer
Till all before our God at length
xxIn Sion do appear.
Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer,
xxO Jacob’s God, give ear,
Thou, God, our shield look on the face
xxOf thy anointed dear.
For one day in thy Courts to be
xxIs better, and more bless’d
Then in the joys of Vanity,
xxA thousand days at best.
I in the temple of my God
xxHad rather keep a door,
Then dwell in Tents, and rich abode
xxWith Sin for evermore.
For God the Lord both Sun and Shield
xxGives grace and glory bright,
No good from him shall be withheld
xxWhose ways are just and right.
Lord God of Hosts, that reign’st on high,
xxThat man is truly bless’d
Who only on thee doth rely,
xxAnd in thee only rest.


Thy Land to favour graciously
xxThou hast not, Lord, been slack,
Thou hast from hard Captivity
xxReturnèd Jacob back.
Th’ iniquity thou didst forgive
xxThat wrought thy people woe,
And all their Sin, that did thee grieve
xxHast hid where none shall know.
Thine anger all thou hadst removed,
xxAnd calmly didst return
From thy fierce wrath which we had proved
xxFar worse than fire to burn.
God of our saving health and peace,
xxTurn us, and us restore,
Thine indignation cause to cease
xxToward us, and chide no more.
Wilt thou be angry without end,
xxFor ever angry thus?
Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend
xxFrom age to age on us?
Wilt thou not turn, and hear our voice
xxAnd us again revive,
That so thy people may rejoice
xxBy thee preserved alive.
Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord,
xxTo us thy mercy show;
Thy saving health to us afford
xxAnd life in us renew.
And now what God the Lord will speak
xxI will go straight and hear,
For to his people he speaks peace
xxAnd to his Saints full dear.
To his dear Saints he will speak peace,
xxBut let them never more
Return to folly, but surcease
xxTo trespass as before.
Surely to such as do him fear
xxSalvation is at hand
And glory shall ere long appear
xxTo dwell within our Land.
Mercy and Truth that long were missed
xxNow joyfully are met;
Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kissed
xxAnd hand in hand are set.
Truth from the earth like to a flow’r
xxShall bud and blossom then,
And Justice from her heavenly bow’r
xxLook down on mortal men.
The Lord will also then bestow
xxWhatever thing is good;
Our Land shall forth in plenty throw
xxHer fruits to be our food.
Before him Righteousness shall go
xxHis Royal Harbinger,
Then will he come, and not be slow
xxHis footsteps cannot err.


Thy gracious ear, O Lord, incline,
xxO hear me, I thee pray,
For I am poor, and almost pine
xxWith need, and sad decay.
Preserve my soul, for I have trod
xxThy ways, and love the just,
Save thou thy servant, O my God,
xxWho still in thee doth trust.
Pity me, Lord, for daily thee
xxI call; O make rejoice
Thy Servant’s Soul; for Lord, to thee
xxI lift my soul and voice,
For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prone
xxTo pardon, thou to all
Art full of mercy, thou alone
xxTo them that on thee call.
Unto my supplication, Lord,
xxGive ear, and to the cry
Of my incessant prayers afford
xxThy hearing graciously.
I in the day of my distress
xxWill call on thee for aid;
For thou wilt grant me free access
xxAnd answer what I prayed.
Like thee among the gods is none,
xxO Lord, nor any works
Of all that other Gods have done
xxLike to thy glorious works.
The Nations all whom thou hast made
xxShall come, and all shall frame
To bow them low before thee, Lord,
xxAnd glorify thy name.
For great thou art, and wonders great
xxBy thy strong hand are done,
Thou in thy everlasting Seat
xxRemainest God alone.
Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right,
xxI in thy truth will hide,
To fear thy name my heart unite
xxSo shall it never slide.
Thee will I praise, O Lord my God,
xxThee honor and adore
With my whole heart, and blaze abroad
xxThy name for evermore.
For great thy mercy is toward me,
xxAnd thou hast freed my Soul,
Ev’n from the lowest Hell set free,
xxFrom deepest darkness foul.
O God, the proud against me rise
xxAnd violent men are met
To seek my life, and in their eyes
xxNo fear of thee have set.
But thou, Lord, art the God most mild
xxReadiest thy grace to show,
Slow to be angry, and art styled
xxMost merciful, most true.
O turn to me thy face at length,
xxAnd me have mercy on,
Unto thy servant give thy strength,
xxAnd save thy handmaid’s Son.
Some sign of good to me afford,
xxAnd let my foes then see
And be ashamed, because thou, Lord,
xxDost help and comfort me.


Among the holy Mountains high
xxIs his foundation fast,
There Seated in his Sanctuary,
xxHis Temple there is placed.
Sion’s fair Gates the Lord loves more
xxThen all the dwellings fair
Of Jacob’s Land, though there be store,
xxAnd all within his care.
City of God, most glorious things
xxOf thee abroad are spoke;
I mention Egypt, where proud Kings
xxDid our forefathers yoke,
I mention Babel to my friends,
xxPhilistia full of scorn,
And Tyre with Ethiop’s utmost ends,
xxLo, this man there was born:
But twice that praise shall in our ear
xxBe said of Sion last:
This and this man was born in her,
xxHigh God shall fix her fast.
The Lord shall write it in a Scroll
xxThat ne’er shall be outworn
When he the Nations doth enroll
xxThat this man there was born.
Both they who sing, and they who dance
xxWith sacred Songs are there,
In thee fresh brooks, and soft streams glance
xxAnd all my fountains clear.


Lord God that dost me save and keep,
xxAll day to thee I cry;
And all night long before thee weep,
xxBefore thee prostrate lie.
Into thy presence let my prayer
xxWith sighs devout ascend
And to my cries, that ceaseless are,
xxThine ear with favor bend.
For cloyed with woes and trouble store
xxSurcharged my Soul doth lie,
My life at death’s uncheerful door
xxUnto the grave draws nigh.
Reckoned I am with them that pass
xxDown to the dismal pit
I am a man, but weak, alas,
xxAnd for that name unfit.
From life discharged and parted quite
xxAmong the dead to sleep,
And like the slain in bloody fight
xxThat in the grave lie deep.
Whom thou rememberest no more,
xxDost never more regard,
Them from thy hand delivered o’er
xxDeath’s hideous house hath barred.
Thou in the lowest pit profound
xxHast set me all forlorn,
Where thickest darkness hovers round,
xxIn horrid deeps to mourn.
Thy wrath from which no shelter saves
xxFull sore doth press on me;
Thou break’st upon me all thy waves,
xxAnd all thy waves break me.
Thou dost my friends from me estrange,
xxAnd mak’st me odious,
Me to them odious, for they change,
xxAnd I here pent up thus.
Through sorrow and affliction great
xxMine eye grows dim and dead,
Lord, all the day I thee entreat,
xxMy hands to thee I spread.
Wilt thou do wonders on the dead,
xxShall the deceased arise
And praise thee from their loathsome bed
xxWith pale and hollow eyes?
Shall they thy lovingkindness tell
xxOn whom the grave hath hold,
Or they who in perdition dwell
xxThy faithfulness unfold?
In darkness can thy mighty hand
xxOr wondrous acts be known,
Thy justice in the gloomy land
xxOf dark oblivion?
But I to thee, O Lord, do cry
xxEre yet my life be spent,
And up to thee my prayer doth hie
xxEach morn, and thee prevent.
Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake,
xxAnd hide thy face from me,
That am already bruised, and shake
xxWith terror sent from thee;
Bruised and afflicted and so low
xxAs ready to expire,
While I thy terrors undergo
xxAstonished with thine ire.
Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow,
xxThy threat’nings cut me through.
All day they round about me go,
xxLike waves they me pursue.
Lover and friend thou hast removed
xxAnd severed from me far.
They fly me now whom I have loved,
xxAnd as in darkness are.

A Paraphrase on Psalm CXIV

When the bless’d seed of Terah’s faithful Son,
After long toil their liberty had won,
And passed from Pharian fields to Canaan Land,
Led by the strength of the Almighty’s hand,
Jehovah’s wonders were in Israel shown,
His praise and glory was in Israel known.
That saw the troubled Sea, and shivering fled,
And sought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan’s clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath received the foil.
The high, huge-bellied Mountains skip like Rams
Amongst their Ewes, the little Hills like Lambs.
Why fled the Ocean? And why skipped the Mountains?
Why turned Jordan toward his Crystal Fountains?
Shake, earth, and at the presence be aghast
Of him that ever was, and aye shall last,
That glassy floods from rugged rocks can crush,
And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush.


Let us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for he is kind,
xxFor his mercies aye endure,
xxEver faithful, ever sure.
Let us blaze his Name abroad,
For of gods he is the God;
xxFor, &c.
O let us his praises tell,
That doth the wrathful tyrants quell.
xxFor, &c.
That with his miracles doth make
Amazèd Heav’n and Earth to shake.
xxFor, &c.
That by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav’ns so full of state.
xxFor, &c.
That did the solid Earth ordain
To rise above the wat’ry plain.
xxFor, &c.
That by his all-commanding might,
Did fill the new-made world with light.
xxFor, &c.
And caused the Golden-tressèd Sun,
All the day long his course to run.
xxFor, &c.
The hornèd Moon to shine by night,
Amongst her spangled sisters bright.
xxFor, &c.
He with his thunder-clasping hand,
Smote the first-born of Egypt Land.
xxFor, &c.
And in despite of Pharaoh fell,
He brought from thence his Israel.
xxFor, &c.
The ruddy waves he cleft in twain,
Of the Erythraean main.
xxFor, &c.
The floods stood still like Walls of Glass,
While the Hebrew Bands did pass.
xxFor, &c.
But full soon they did devour
The Tawny King with all his power.
xxFor, &c.
His chosen people he did bless
In the wasteful Wilderness.
xxFor, &c.
In bloody battle he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.
xxFor, &c.
He foiled bold Sihon and his host,
That ruled the Amorrean coast.
xxFor, &c.
And large-limbed Og he did subdue,
With all his over-hardy crew.
xxFor, &c.
And to his servant Israel,
He gave their Land therein to dwell.
xxFor, &c.
He hath with a piteous eye
Beheld us in our misery.
xxFor, &c.
And freed us from the slavery
Of the invading enemy.
xxFor, &c.
All living creatures he doth feed,
And with full hand supplies their need.
xxFor, &c.
Let us therefore warble forth
His mighty Majesty and worth.
xxFor, &c.
That his mansion hath on high
Above the reach of mortal eye.
xxFor his mercies aye endure,
xxEver faithful, ever sure.

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