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Evil with thee no biding makes,
Fools, or mad men fand not within thy light.
Alt workers of iniquity

Thou hat’ft; and them unbleft
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie;
The bloody and guileful man God doth deteft.
But I will in thy mercies dear

Thy nunierous mercies go
Into thy House; I in thy fear
Will towards thy Holy Temple worhip low;
Lord lead me in thy righteousness,

Lead me because of those
That do observe if I transgress,
Set thy ways right before, where my ftep goes,
For in his faltring mouth unstable

No word is firm or footh
Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat,their tongue they smooth
God, find them guilty, let them fall

By their own counsels quelld;
Push them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebellid;
Then all who trust in thee hall bring

Their joy, while thou from blame
Defend & them, they shall ever fing
And fhall triumph in thee, who love thy nange.
For thou Jehovah wilt be found

To bless the just man still,
As with a shield thou wilt surround
Him with thy lasting favour and good will.

Psal. VI. Aug. 13. 1653. L

Ord in thine anger do not reprehend me,

Nor in thy hot displeasure me correâ ;
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
Am very weak and faint ; heal and amend me,
For all my bones, that even with anguifh ake,

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.
Depart all ye that work iniquity,
Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping

The Lord hath heard, the Lord harh heard my
My supplication with acceptance fair

(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

against him,

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Ord my God to thee I flie,

Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I cry,
Left as a Lion (and no wonder)
He hafte 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 render'd less,
And not free'd my foe for naught;

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

Rise Jehovah in thine ire,
Rouze thy self amidst the rage

of my foes that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury. alwage;
Judgment here thou didft ingage
And command which I desire.

So th' assemblies of each Nation
Will surround thee, seeking righe,
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high, and in their light.
Jehovah judget li 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 ceafe
Of evil men the wickedness
And their

power that do amiss.

But the just establish fast,
Since thou art the juft God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is caft
My defence, and in him lies
In him who both just and wise
Saves th'upright of heart at last.

God is a juft Judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If th'unjuft will not forbear,

His sword he whets, his bow hath bended
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death, that waits him acar,

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

He dig'd'a pit, and delv'd it deep,
And fell into the pic he made,
His mischief that due course doch keep,
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
of violence will undelay'd.
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.

Psal. VIII. Aug. 14, 1653. Jehova our Lord! how wondrous great

And glorious is thy Name through all the earths. So as above the Heav'ns thy praise to set

Out of the tender mouths of latest breathe

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