With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse
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
Jehovah serve and let your joy converse
With trembling: kiss the Son, lest he appear
In anger, and ye perish in the way.

If once his wrath take fire like fuel sere,
Happy all those who have in him their stay.

PSALM IIL AUGUST 9, 1653.—When he fled from Absalom.
LORD, how many are my foes!

Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

PSALM IV. AUGUST 10, 1653.

ANSWER me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
In straits, and in distress,
Thou didst me disenthrall

And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
Great ones, how long will ye

b My sustain.

The verb converted into a substantive.-TODD.

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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;

(For whom to choose He knows)

Jehovah from on high

Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry.

Be awed and do not sin;

Speak to your hearts alone,

Upon your beds each one,

And be at peace within.

Offer the offerings just

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PSALM V. AUGUST 12, 1653.

JEHOVAH, 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

Shalt in the morning hear;

In the morning I to thee with choice

Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear.
For thou art not a God that takes

In wickedness delight;

Evil with thee no biding makes;

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Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark In the midst of all mine enemies that mark. Depart, all ye that work iniquity,

Depart from me; for the voice of my weeping

The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer;
My supplication with acceptance fair

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.

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PSALM VII. AUGUST 14, 1653.

Upon the words of Chush the Benjamite against him.

LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
Save me and secure me under
Thy protection, while I cry ;
Lest, as a lion, and no wonder,
He haste to tear my soul asunder,
Tearing, and no rescue nigh.

Lord my God, if I have thought
Or done this; if wickedness

Be in my hands; if I have wrought
Ill to him that meant me peace;
Or to him have render'd less,
And not freed my foe for nought;

Let the enemy pursue my soul,
And overtake it; let him tread
My life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust; and there, outspread,
Lodge it with dishonour foul.

Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,
Rouse thyself, amidst the rage
Of my foes, that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury assuage:
Judgement here thou didst engage
And command, which I desire.

So the assemblies of each nation
Will surround thee, seeking right;
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high, and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
All people from the world's foundation.