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Psalm 92.

[A good, a gracious act it is]

A good, a gracious act it is,
To praize the Lord, to celebrate his bliss:
Thy name, ô Highest, to renoum,
With hymns, which earth with heavĕns high honour croun.
Thy bountĕous grace, let springing day;
Let silent night, thy faithful trueth display.
Let ten-stringd lute, with viole sweet,
Melodious harp in sacred consort meet.
Since ioy to me thy woork dooth bring;
Thy woorks, great Lord, my thankful ioy shal sing.
O LORD, thy woorks how glorious great;
How deep thy thoughts, thoughts shalo to defeat?
The floting brain of brutish man,
Not once observes, not once it fathom can;
That when as grass the wicked growe;
When sinners proud, doo sprout, doo bud, and blowe;
In flouring state they shall be mowne;
And all for ay to sad destruction throwne.
While thow, ô Lord, most high, most iust,
Ay happi livĕst, whole worlds sole endles trust.
FOR lo, thyn impious foes, ô Lord,
Thyn impious foes, of heavĕns and earth abhord,
From earth and heavĕns lo chasĕd away,
In darknes dire their damned heads shal lay.
My strength but thow, like stateli horn
Of Unĭcorn stout, with dread and beauti born,
Wilt long advance: Oil fresh renŭed
On me shal stream with gladnes sweet imbŭed.
And ey shal see, ioid ear shal hear,
Chance wicked foes, what gilti harts did fear.
THE iust mene while, as fenced palm,
Shal flourish fair, (no storms shal him uncalm:)
As cedar tall, mount Libans praize,
His lofti top towărd heavĕns high valt shal raize.
Men planted midst Gods sacred place,
In sacred coorts shal spring: yea through his grace,
In age extreme stil fruit shal give;
Stil iuiceful, still with greeni boughs shal live.
To shew that God, my strength, and light,
Ay iust persists, ay pure from all unright.