Psa. 83.
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A Psalme or song for Asaph. It may be vsed as a
prayer against the Leagues & Confederacies of the
Churches foes, such as Pagans, Turks, Hereticks
and Falsebrethren; for, the whole List of them, is here
typically registred, vnder their Names who were enimies to
the Iewish Church
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[1]
Bee silent Lord, no longer now,
To speak, oh God, no more forbear:
For lo, thy foes do furious grow,
And, proudly rais'd thy haters are.
They plot, thy people to betray,
And, thy intirest freinds to take;
Come, & of Isr'el, now (say they)
A nameles nation wee will make.
2
As in one League, all these combine,
And, are against thee Lord, agreed;
Ev'n Edom land, & Ism'els line,
And Moab's race, & Hagar's breed.
Philistim's, Gebal, Ammon, Tyre,
Huge Amaleck, & Ashur to,
To help the Sonns of Lot, conspire,
Assisting them in all they do.
3
But, Lord, like Madian make thou them,
Like Sisera and Iabin's traines,
Who slaughtred were by Kishon stream,
And, lay like dung on Endor plaines.
Their dukes, like Zeb, & Oreb make,
Like Zeba and Zalmana's Peers,
Who said, they would God's houses take,
And his Possessions, to be theirs.
4
Lord, wheel them round, as turn'd wee see
The dust or chaf, when whirl-winds blowe.
And, let thy wrath, among them be
Like flames on hills, where woods do grow.
Yea, let a dreadful storm arise,
Persueng them with death & shame:
Let feares & troubles, them surprise,
Vntill they seek, & praise thy Name.
5
So, when that men behold their fall,
They shall confesse, there none cann be,
Whome wee Eternal ought to call
Or sov'raigne of the world, but thee?
