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Psalm 68.

[Let pleaze our God to ărize, that enĭmies his disband]

Let pleaze our God to ărize, that enĭmies his disband,
And hating foes in hated flight be chas'd by mighti hand.
As smoke strong wynds doo drive; as fire dooth wax consume,
So shalt thou sweep them from thy face; so wast them all to fume.
Then shall the rightĕous mynds, whose hopes on God depend,
Reioice in him; and thankful shouts to heavĕns high coort upsend.
SING, ô sing praise to God; advance that glorious name,
Th'Eternal, Selfbeĕing, Lord; who mounts on heavĕns high arched frame.
Prepare, make plain his way; who o're alpestrious place
Coms marching towărd his seat elect: triumph before his face.
Not hee, neglecting man, despizing mortal care,
In sacred throne resides; not so: but chyld of parents bare,
Him Father fynds; him wido, Iudge: he prisŏner, frees;
To sole, an house; to rebel race, dry parched soil decrees.
WHEN Captain thow, ô God, thy troops from Pharaŏs thrall
Victorious ledst; through deserts wyld when march'dst before them all:
The mooving sea stood still; th'unmooving earth it shakĕd;
The heavĕns at presence thyn dropt sweat; fore thee mount Sinai quakĕd.
All Israĕls God did dread. Thow then with bountĕous rain,
Didst chozen land enrich, didst strength exhaust repair again.

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HERE thow a seat for thyn, thy poor despized bands,
A seat preparĕdst; where ioious dwell, and rule should neighbour lands.
Thus did thy goodnes shine: thy goodnes, which their foes
With conquĕrous arm subduing round, large matter did discloze
For damŏsels at return with ioying note to sound;
Kings armies fly, they fly; and spoils wee home-left soules haue found.
FOR though in servile state, like scullions, mongst the pots,
With soot ye long have lain begrymd: yet now your happiĕr lots
As dove shal make you shine; who with hir lustring wings,
Now silvĕri hieu, now golden light, to ey delighted brings.
For when th'Almighti Lord those Kinglets strawd on ground;
Like snowe on Salmon black, dark woes bright ioy so then had cround.
NOW Sion draws myn eys: whom Bashans peer account:
Nor Bashans soil, nor stateli clifts, fair Sions praise surmount.
For why should worldli hils, the earths huge towĕrs so rize
And vant their might; why hill of God with surli brows despize?
Here Gods dezired rest; thus ay shal it excell:
Celestiăl squadrons here attend; here Sinais glories dwell.
Twise thousands ten, and more, brave host of heavĕnli Knights,
Gods will observe; receiv'd, perform: hee midst, their love requites.
BUT thow, victorious Lord, ascended art on high,
In triumph great; lead'st thraldom thrald: and there, great gest of sky,
Hast gifts of grace receiv'd; mongst men which doost divide;
Yea race rebellious so doost win with thyn to thyn abide.
Be blest then Lord, our God. With saving graces hee
Us daily loads. For God's the God that brings salvation free,
Hath issuĭng ways from death: but enĭmies head shal smite,
Yea hairi scalp of him in sin who still shal take delight.
BUT to his people saith; I them wil bring again,
From tyrants yoke, from strangers coasts, from land, and Sea, amain:
As once from Ægypts rod, from deapth of sea, and pride
Of Bashans Giănt, I them reducĕd made ancient fields divide.
That thow thy foot maist dip, thy dog his tong embrue,
In smoking streams of fomi bloud, which enĭmies brests out-spue.

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And now Gods march proceeds; thy march, ô God my King,
Who in thy Sanctuări residĕst; there blessings man doost bring.
A sight of ioy: Before, the singers hold their way;
Them instruments ensue; in midst yong maids on timbrels play.
All cry with ioy, Bless God; Praize in assembli high,
Ye Isrăels stream, the Lord. Here first smal Beniamin stands nigh,
Late Prince; here Iudahs Lords, their troops; and here appear
Naphthaliăn Lords from far; with Lords who Zebŭlons honour rear.
AND now since gracious Lord commanded hath our strength;
Maintain from sacred house, placĕd o're Ierusalem at length,
What thow great God for us, what hast for fathers wrought:
So from subiected Kings to thee shal prezents due be brought.
RATE doun the reed-shafts beast; the buls and heards so bold;
With peoples calf-like Lords, who vain in silver plates have rold.
So woork thy peoples peace, securĕd from Hethen spite:
O thow who scattrest them on war who set their fierce delight.
And then Ægyptiăn peers, then Æthiopiăn lands,
Soon humbly shall with gifts to thee stretch foorth their suppliănt hands.
YE kings, and kingdoms all, o're earths fair face disspred;
With songs and sounds of ioy adore, your God, and supreme head,
Whence all your powĕrs derive. Hee then on th'heavĕns rides,
On heavĕns of heavĕns of old, and rocks with thundring voice divides.
Ascribe all might to God, whose glorious beauti shines,
On Isrăels head; whose peerles strength, the matchles sky designs.
O God, thyn Israels strength! what venerable fear
Thy sanctuaries strike? Be blest. Our soules to thee we rear.