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All workers of iniquity
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie ;
Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd.
That do observe if I transgress,
Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. For in his falt'ring mouth unstable
No word is firm or sooth;
By their own counsels quell'd;
Their joy, while thou from blame Defend'st them, they shall ever sing And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name. 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. 40
PSALM VI. AUG. 13, 1653.
LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me,
And thou, O Lord, how long? Turn, Lord, restore
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? 10 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' th' midst of all mine enemies that mark. 15 Depart all ye that work iniquity, Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping
The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my My supplication with acceptance fair [prayer, The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd
With much confusion; then grown red with shame,
They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
21 blank] Comus, 452.
that dash'd brute violence
With sudden adoration and blank awe. Warton.
PSALM VII. AUG. 14, 1653.
UPON THE WORDS OF CHUSH THE BENJAMITE AGAINST HIM.
LORD, my God, to thee I fly,
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Let th' enemy pursue my soul
Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,
So th' assemblies of each nation
Judge me, Lord, be judge in this
But the just establish fast,
My defence, and in him lies,
In him who both just and wise
God is a just judge and severe,
The tools of death, that waits him near.
(His arrows purposely made he
He travels big with vanity,
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old
He digg❜d a pit, and delv'd it deep,
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.
Then will I Jehovah's praise
PSALM VIII. AUG. 14, 1653.
O JEHOVAH Our Lord, how wondrous great
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou 5 Hast founded strength because of all thy foes, To stint th' enemy, and slack th' avenger's brow, That bends his rage thy providence t' oppose.
7 stint th' enemy] A violent cæsure in the last syllable of
I enemy.' See above, Ps. v. 16. Ps. vii. 22. Warton. But perhaps it should be pronounced en'my.