The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter ::

Not unto us (O Lord!) but Thee,
Thy Name, Thy Truth, the glory be.
Why should the heathen Thee defy,
Whilst, Where is now their God? they cry?
Our God in heaven doth remaine,
And acts what ere he did ordaine.

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Their Idols Silver are, and Gold:
The work which hands of men did mould

Mouths have they, yet they speechlesse be;
And they have eyes, but cannot see:
They ears possesse, which nothing heare;
And noses, not for smelling, beare.
Their hands not touch, their feet not walk
Nor through their throat resounds their talk
Who make them are as vaine as they;
And so are all that to them pray.

O Israel! O Aarons line!
O yee that in His feare combine!
Trust ye in God, who is your shield;
Protection He, and help doth yield.
He, mindfull still of our redresse,
Will Israel, and Aaron blesse.
Who feare Him, small or great, are blest
And in their race shall be encreast.

You are the blessed of the Lord,
Who heaven fram'd, and earth hath stor'd:
He in the Heav'n of Heavens lives,
But earth unto mans children gives.
The dead Thy praises cannot shew,
Nor those who downe to silence go:
But we the Lord through all our daies
Will blesse. The Lord for ever praise.

University of Virginia Library

Psal. CXV.