PSALM LXXX. [April, 1648. J. M.] Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all but what is distinguished by inverted commas, are the very words of the text translated from the original. THOU, Shepherd, that doth Israel 'keep' Give ear in time of need ;' Who leadest like a flock of sheep 'Thy loved' Joseph's seed; That sitt'st between the Cherubs 'bright,' Shine forth and from their cloud give light,' 'And on our foes thy dread.' In Ephraim's view and Bejamin's, Awake thy strength, come, and ‘be seen' To' save us by thy might.' Turn us, again; thy grace divine' Lord God of Hosts! how long wilt thou, Thy t smoking wrath, and angry brow' Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears; And mak'st them ‡ largely drink the tears Wherewith their cheeks are wet.' * Gnorera. † Gnashanta. * Shalish. A strife thou mak'st us and a prey' To every neighbour foe; Among themselves they laugh, they play,* And flouts at us they throw. Return us, and thy grace divine,' A vine from Egypt thou hast brought, Thou didst prepare for it a place, And root it deep and fast, That it 'began to grow apace,' 'And' fill'd the land 'at last.' With her 'green' shade that cover'd 'all,' Her branches 'on the western side' Why hast thou laid her hedges low, The 'tusked' boar, out of the wood, * Jilgnagu. Wild beasts there browse, and make their food 'Her grapes and tender shoots.' Return now, God of Hosts! look down Visit this vine, which thy right hand But now it is consum'd with fire, Upon the man of thy right hand So shall we not go back from thee Return us, and thy grace divine,' PSALM LXXXI, To God our strength sing loud and clear,' To Jacob's God 'that all may hear,' Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, The cheerful' psaltery bring along, Blow, as is wont,' in the new moon This was a statute ‘given of old,' A law of Jacob's God, 'to hold,' In Joseph, not to change;' From burden, and from slavish toil,' His hands from pots, and miry soil,' When trouble did thee sore assail, I answer'd thee in * thunder deep Hear, O my people, 'hearken well,' Be Sether ragnam. 'Thou ancient stock of Israel Throughout the land of thy abode I am the Lord thy God, which brought Ask large enough, and I, 'besought," And yet my people would not hear,' Then did I leave them to their will, Then would I soon bring down their foes, That now so proudly rise;" 6 And turn my hand against all those' 'That are their enemies. Who hate the Lord should then be fain' 'To' bow to him and bend; · But they, his people, should remain,' Their time should have no end. And he would feed them from the shock' With flower of finest wheat, |