Hymn LX. Another for the like Times.
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The Faithfull are by this Hymn put in mind of that
securitie which may be obtained, by depending on
God, in Times of publike Calamitie, and remembred
also thereby to strengthen their Faith by earnestly
seeking Gods assistance, and protection,
in such Times of Perill and Feare.
Sing this as the 25. Psalme.
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Inform'd we are, oh LORD!
That they who trust in Thee,
And, can depend upon thy Word,
Shall free from danger be.
To those, thou shalt become
A strong defensive Tow'r,
To save when Times are perilsome,
From him that would devour.
2
The Shaft which kils by day,
On them shall not alight;
The Plague which doth at midnight slay,
Shall do them no despight.
How e're the Planets move;
What ever their Aspects
May seem to threaten from above,
They shall have good Effects.
3
Their Feet unharm'd shall tread,
The Viper, Worme, and Aspe:
With Angry Lyons, without dread
Or danger, they shall graspe:
From Foes, they shall be safe;
Though great their Haters be,
And at their Furie, they shall laugh
Though them enrag'd they see.
4
When Death on ev'ry side,
Ten thousands takes away,
They shall, by Faith be fortifide;
And, live without dismay.
Yea, full they shall be fed
When hungry Times appear:
And, shall of nothing, stand in dread,
When they Sad-Rumors hear.
5
Lord, thus, thou dost befriend
(When Times of Trouble be)
Thy Faithfull Servants, who depend
Vnfainedly on Thee.
On me, Lord, this high grace,
Vouchsafe thou to bestow:
For at this Time, and in this Place,
Are Fears, and Perils now.
6
Let not my many Crimes,
Which have assistance brought
To bring thy Judgements on these times,
Now bring my Hopes to naught.
But, let me so repent,
My Courses lewd and vain,
That in this publick punishment,
I, private Grace may gain.
7
So constant, make my heart;
(What ever Newes I hear)
That, from no duties I depart,
By an unmanly Fear:
Nor by a carnall doubt,
Those Christian-Hopes forgoe,
Whose Losse, may tire my Patience out;
Or, Saving-Faith o'rethrow.
8
But, LORD, let me remain
To thee, so reconcil'd,
That Sobernes I may refrain,
Though all the World grow wild.
Be thou my blessed Lot,
VVhen Outrage doth increase;
And, to their Furie leave me not,
That are the Foes of Peace.
9
Preserve this Hopelesse Place,
And our disturbed State,
From those that have more wit, then grace,
And prudent Counsels hate:
Yea, let the Plagues they cause
On those alone descend,
Whom neither Grace, nor Vengeance, drawes
Their manners to amend.
10
If any Sprouts of mine,
Shall these Ill-Times out-grow,
To keep them, LORD, for ever thine
The life of Grace bestow.
And, rather let them die
In want, and with disgrace,
Then live on earth to multiplie
A wicked princely Race.
11
Yea, whatsoever care,
Or Troubles we are in,
Preserve in us a Conscience clear
From ev'ry wilfull Sin.
And, in thy Faith and Love,
So firme, let us abide;
That, by these Troubles we may prove,
Like Silver seven times tride.
12
If this I shall obtain,
As, I believe I shall;
Though Fire and Brimstone down it rain,
It should not me appall.
For, when each earthly Thing,
Burnes round me in a flame.
I HALELVJAH hope to sing,
In honour of thy Name.
