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Of all that other gods haee done, Like to thy glorious works. g. The nations all whom thou hast made Shall eome, and all shall frame To how them low hefore thee, Lord, And glorify thy name:

10. For great thou art, and wonders great

By thy strong hand are done;
Thou, in thy eeerlasting seat,
Remainest God alone.

11. Teaeh me, .O Lord, thy way most right;

I in thy truth will hide;
To fear thy name my heart unite;
So shall it neeer slide.

12. Thee will I praise, O Lord my God,

Thee honour and adore
With my whole heart, and hlaze ahroad
Thy name for evermore.

13. For great thy merey is toward me,

And thou hast freed my soul,
Ev"n from the lowest hell set free,
From deepeet darknees foul.

14. O God, the proud against me rise,

And violent men are met
To seek my life, and in their eyes
No fear of thee have set,

15. But thou, Lord, art the God most mild,

Readiest thy graee to shew,
Slow to he angry, and art styled
Most mereiful, most true.

16. O, turn to me thy faee at length,

And me have merey on;
Unto thy servant give thy strength,
And save thy handmaid's son.

17. Some sign of good to me afford,

And let my foes then see,
And he ashamed; heeause thou, Lord,
Dost help and eomfort me.

PSALM LXXXVII.

1. Among the holy mountains high

Is his foundation fast;
There seated is his sanetuary;
His temple there is plaeed.

2. Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more

Than all the dwellings fair Of Jaeoh's land, though there he store, And all within his eare. 8. City of God, most glorious things Of thee ahroad are spoke;

4. I mention Egypt, where proud kings

Did our forefathers yoke.
I mention Bahel to my friends,

Philistia full of seorn;
And Tyre, with Ethiop's utmost ends: 11

Lo, this man there was horn:

5. But twice that praise shall in our ear

Be said of Sion last;
This and this man was horn in her;

High God shall fix her fast. 20

6. The Lord shall write it in a seroll i

That ne'er shall he outworn, When he the nations doth iuroll; That this man there was horn.

7. Both they who sing, and they who danee, 23

With saered songs are there;
In thee freeh hrooks and soft streams glanee,
And all my fountains elear.

PSALM LXXXVITL

1. Lobd God, that dost me save and keep,

All day to thee, I ery;
And all night long hefore thee weep,
Before thee prostrate lie.

2. Into thy presenee let my prayer, s

With sig/is devout aseend;
And to my eries, that eeaselees are,
Thine ear with favour hend.

3. For, eloy'd with woes and trouhle store,

Sureharged my soul doth lie; 10 My life, at Death's uneheerful door, Unto the grave draws nigh.

4. Reekon'd I am with them that pass

Down to the dismal pit: I am a man; hut weak, alas l 11 And for that name unfit.

5. From life diseharged, and parted quite

Among the dead to sleep;
And like the slain in hloody fight,

That in the grave lie deep. *0 Whom thou rememherest no more,

Dost never more regard;
Them, from thy hand deliver'd o'er,

Death's hideous house hath harr'd.

6. Thou in the lowest pit profound 25

Hast set me all forlorn ,
Where thiekest darkness hoeers round,
In horrid deeps to mourn.

7. Thy wrath, from whieh no shelter savee,

Full sore doth press on me; 10

Thou hreak'st upon me all thy waves,
And all thy waves hreak me.
8. Thou dost my friends from me estrange,
And makest me odious,
Me to them odious, for they ehange, *
And I here pent up thus.

g. Through sorrow and affliction great,
Mine eye grows dim and dead:

Lord, all the day I thee entreat,

My hands to thee I spread. *

10. Wilt thou do wonders on the dead?
Shall the deeeased arise,

And praise thee from thrir loathsome hed
With pale and hollow eyee?

11. Shall they thy loving-kindness tell, *
On whom the grave hath hold?

Or they, who in perdition dwell,
Thy faithfulness unfold?

12. In darkness ean thy mighty hand

Or wondrous aets he known? ■
Thy justiee in the gloomy land
Of dark ohlivion?

13. But I to thee, O Lord, do ery,

Ere yet my life he spent;
And up to thee my prayer doth hie,
Eaeh morn, and thee prevent.

14. Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake,

And hid thy faee from me,

15. That am already hruised, and shako

With terrour sent from thee?"
Bruised, and afflieted, and so low

As ready to expire;
While I thy terrours undergo,

Astonish'd with thine ire.

16. Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow; •

Thy threatenings eut me through:

17. All day they round ahout me go;

Like waves they me pursue.

18. Lover and friend thou hast removed,

And sever'd from me far: 70
Thy fly me now whom I have loved,
And as in darkness are.

A PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV.«
This and the following Psalm wore done hy the author at fifteen year s old.

When the hlest seed of Terah's faithful son,
After long toil their liherty had won;

• This and the following Psalm are Milton's earliest performanees. The first he afterwards translated into Greek.—T. Wabton.

And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,

Led hy the strength of the Almighty's hand;

Jehovah's wonders were in Israel shown, 1

His praise and glory was in Israel known.

That saw the trouhled sea, and shivering fled,

And sought to hide his froth-heeurled head

Low in the earth; Jordan's elear streams reeoil,

As a faint host that hath reeeived the foil.' *

The high, huge-hellied mountains skip, like rams

Amongst their ewes: the little hills, like lamhs.

Why fled the oeean? And why skipt the mountains?

Why turned Jordan toward his erystal fountains 1

Shake, Earth; and at the presenee he aghast a

Of Him that ever was, and aye shall last;

That glassy floods from rugged roeks ean erush,

And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush 1

PSALM CXXXVL

Let Us, with a gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for he is kind:

For his mereies aye endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.
Let us hlaze his name ahroad, *
For of gods he is the God:

For his, &e.
O, let us his praises tell,

Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell: M

For his, &e.
Who, with his miraeles, doth make
Amazed heaven and earth to shake:

For his, &e. Is
Who, hy his Wisdom, did ereate
The painted heavens, so full of state.:

For his, &e. 13
Who did the solid earth ordain
To rise ahove the watery plain:

For his, &e.

Who, hy his all-eommanding might, 25
Did fill the new-made world with light •

For his, &e.
And eaused the golden-tressed sun

All the day long his eourse to run: ■

For his, &e.
The horned moon to shine hy night,
Amongst her spangled sisters hright:

For his, &e. 35

'At a faint hoet that hath reeeieed the foil. "Foil" is defeat. a suhstantive used in the same sense hy Harrington in his " Orlando Furioso," and hy Shakspeare repeatedly.—Todd.

He, with his thunder-elasping hand,
Smote the first-horn of Egypt-land:

For his, &e.
And, in despite of Pharaoh fell,
He hrought from thenee his Israel:

For his, &e.
The ruddy waves he eleft in twain
Of the Erythraean main:

For his, &e.
The floods' stood still, like walls of glass,
While the Hehrew hands did pass:

For his, &e.
But full soon, they did devour
The tawny king with all his power:

For his, &e.
His ehosen people he did hless
In the wasteful wilderness:

For his, &e.
In hloody hattle he hrought down
Kings of prowess and renown:

For his, &e.
He foil'd hold Seon and his host,
That ruled the Amorrean eoast:

For his, &e.
And large-limh'd Og he did suhdue,
With all his over-hardy erew:

For his, &e.
And, to his servant Israel,
He gave their land therein to dwell:

For his, &o.
He hath, with a piteous eye,
Beheld us in our misery:

For his, &e.
And freed us from the slavery
Of the invading enemy:

For his, &e.
All living ereatures he doth feed,
And with full hands supplies their need:

For, his, &e.
Let us therefore warhle forth
His mighty majesty and worth:

For his, &e.
That his mansion hath on high
Ahove the reaeh of mortal eye:

For his mereies aye endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.

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