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Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of child-bed taint 5

Purification in the old Law did save,
And such, as yet once more I trust to have

Full sight of her in Heav'n without restraint,
Came vested all in white, pure as her mind:

Her face was veil’d, yet to my fancied sight 10

Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd
So clear, as in no face with more delight.

But O as to embrace me she inclin’d,
I wak’d, she Aed, and day brought back my night.


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P S A L. I. Done into verse, 1653.

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Less'd is the man who hath not walk'd astray

In counsel of the wicked, and i'th’way
Of finners hath not stood, and in the seat
Of scorners hath not fat. 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 grow's
By watry streams, and in his season knows
To vield 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 fann'd
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand
In judgment, or abide their trial then,



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Nor sinners in the assembly of just men.
For the Lord knows th’upright way of the just, 15
And the way of bad men to ruin must.
PS A L. II. done Aug. 8. 1653. Terzette.

HY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations

Muse a vain thing, the kings of th’earth upWith pow'r,and princesin theircongregations (stand Lay deep their plots together through each land Against the Lord and his Messiah dear?

5 Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,

Their twisted cords: Hewhoin Heav'n doth dwell

Shall laugh, the Lord shall scoff them, then severe Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell

And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he,

Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion, my holy' hill. A firm decree

I will declare; the Lord to me hath said,

Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee This day; ask of me, and the grant is made;

As thy possession I on thee bestow

Th’ Heathen, and as thy conquest to be sway'd Earth’s utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring fulllow

With iron scepter bruis’d, and them disperse 20

Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length ye Kings averse,
Be taught ye Judges of the earth; with fear



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Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse With trembling; kiss the Son left he appear

25 In anger

and ye perish in the way,
If once his wrath take fire like fuel sere.
Happy all those who have him in their stay.
PS A L. III. Aug. 9. 1653. When he fled from

ORD how many are my foes !

That in arms against me rise!

Many are they
That of my life diftruftfully thus say,

5 No help for him in God there lies. But thou Lord art my shield, my glory

Thee through my story
Th' exalter of my head I count ;

Aloud I cry'd
Unto Jehovah, he full soon reply'd
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept, I wak'd again,

For my sustain
Was the Lord. Of
many millions

The populous rout
I fear not, though incamping round about
They pitch against me their pavilions.
Rise, Lord, fave me my God, for thou
Hast smote ere now



20 On the cheek-bone all my foes,

Of men abhorr'd
Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

PS A L. IV. Aug. 10. 1653.
NSWER me when I call,

God of my righteousness,
In straits and in distress
Thou didst me disinthrall
And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest pray’r.
Great ones how long will ye
My glory have in scorn,
How long be thus forborn
Still to love vanity,
To love, to seek, to prize

Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies? Yet know the Lord hath chose, Chose to himself apart, The good and meek of heart

15 (For whom to choose he knows) Jehovah from on high

Will hear my voice what time to him I cry.
Be aw'd, and do not sin,
Speak to your hearts alone,
Upon your beds, each one,
And be at peace within.
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Offer the offerings just

Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say
Who yet will show us good ?
Talking like this world's brood;
But, Lord, thus let me pray,
On us lift up the light

Lift up the favor of thy count'nance bright. 30
Into my heart more joy
And gladness thou hast put,
Than when a year


glut Their stores doth over-cloy, And from their plenteous grounds

35 With 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 Thou Lord alone in safety mak'st me dwell.

PS A L. V. Aug. 12. 1653.
EHOVAH to my words give ear,

My meditation weigh,
The voice of my complaining hear
My King and God; for unto thee I pray.
Jehovah thou my early voice

5 Shalt in the morning hear,



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