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Aug. 12, 1653.
My meditation weigh;
Shalt in the morning hear;
In wickedness delight;
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thy numerous mercies, go
Lead me, because of those
For, in his faltering mouth unstable,
No word is firm or sooth;
By their own counsels quell’d;
Their joy; while thou from blame
To bless the just man still ;
Aug. 13, 1653.
Lord, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore,
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days : Nightly 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 the midst of all mine enemies that mark. Depart from me; for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard ; the Lord hath heard my
prayer; My supplication with acceptance fair VOL. IV.
The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
shame, They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
Aug. 14, 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite
LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Let the enemy pursue my soul,