Psalme CXXXV.
[Part 1.]
O you, who Ephods weare and Incense fling
On sacred flames; Jehovah's praises sing.
You, who his Temple guard, O celebrate
His glorious Name; his noble Acts relate.
How great a joy with such sincere delight
To crowne the Day, and entertaine the Night!
For Israel is his choice; and Jacobs Race
His treasure, and the object of his Grace.
In power how infinite! how much before
Those mortall gods, whom franticke men adore!
All on his Will depend; all homage owe,
In Heaven, in Earth, and in the Depths below.
At his command exhaled Vapors rise,
And in condensed clouds obscure the Skies.
From thence, in showres He horrid Lightning flings;
And from their Caves the strugling Tempests brings.
He the first-borne of Men and Cattell slew;
Fresh streams of bloud the Towns and Plains imbrew.
Th'inhabitants that drinke of Nilus floud,
At his confounding Wonders trembling stood.
Part. 2.
Great Princes, who excell'd in fortitude,
And mighty Nations by his power subdu'd.
Strong Sihon, whom the Amorites obey'd;
And strenuous Og, who Bashans Scepter sway'd;
With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites,
Who to the Conquerours resigne their rights:
To whom he their dismantled Cities grants,
And in those fruitfull fields his Hebrews plants.
Thy Name shall last unto eternity;
And thy immortall Fame shall never die.
Thou dost thy Servant pardon and protect;
Advance the Humble, and the Proud deject.
Those helplesse gods, ador'd in forraign Lands,
Are Gold, and Silver; wrought by humane hands:
Blind Eyes have they, deafe Eares, still silent Tongues:
Nor breath exhale from their unactive lungs.
VVho made, resemble them; and such are those,
VVho in such senselesse stocks their hopes repose.
O praise the Lord, you who from Israel spring;
His Praises, O you Sons of Aaron, sing:
You of the House of Levi praise his Name:
All you who God adore, his Praise proclaime.
From Sion praise the onely Good and Great;
Who in Jerusalem hath fixt his Seat.
