3 Regard the weak and fatherless

* Dispatch the poor man's cause, And raise the man in deep diftrefs

Byt juft and equal Laws. 4 Defend the poor and defolate,

And refcue from the hands

Of wicked men the low eftate
Of him that help demands.

5 They know not, nor will understand,
In darkness they walk on,

The earth's foundations all are

And out of order gon.

Shiphtu-dal.

↑ Hatzdiku.

mov'd,

* Jimmetu.

I faid that ye were Gods, yea all
The Sons of God most high,

7. But ye fhall die like men, and fall

As other Princes die.

*

Rife God, judge thou the earth in might,

This wicked earth * redress,

For thou art he who fhalt by right

The Nations all poffefs.

* Shiphta.

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PSAL. LXXXIII.

E not thou filent now at length,
O God hold not thy peace,
Sit not thou ftill O God of firength,
We cry, and do not cease.

*

2 For lo thy furions foes now (well,
And *ftorm outrageously,

And they that hate thee proud and fell
Exalt their heads full high.

*Jebemajun.

3 Against thy People they † contrive † Fagnarimu. †Their Plots and Counfels deep,

† Sod

*Them to infnare they chiefly ftrive,

*Fithjagnatsu gnal

*Tfephuneca.

↑ Lev jachdan,

*Whom thou doft hide and keep.

Come let us cut them off, fay they,

Till they no Nation be,

That Ifrael's name for ever may

Be loft in memory.

5 Forthey confult † with all their might,

And all as one in mind

Themselves against thee they unite,

And in firm union bind.

6 The tents of Edom, and the brood
Of scornful Ishmael,

Moab, with them of Hagar's blood,
That in the Defart dwell,

7 Gebal and Ammon there confpire,
And hateful Amalec,

The Philiftims, and they of Tyre,
Whose bounds the Sea doth check.
8 With them great Afshur alfo bands
And doth confirm the knot,

All these have lent their armed hands
To aid the Sons of Lot.

Do to them as to Midian bold,

That wafted all the coaft,

To Sifera, and as is told

Thou didst to Jabin's hoaft,

When at the brook of Kimhon old
They were repuls'd and flain,

10 At Endor quite cut off, and rowl'd
As dung upon the Plain.

II As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,
So let their Princes fpeed,
As Zeba and Zalmunna bled,
So let their Princes bleed.

12 For they amidst their pride have said,
By right now fhall we seize

God's Houfes, and will now invade

Their ftately Palaces.

† Neoth Elohim bears both

13 My God, oh make them as a Wheel,

No quiet let them find,

Giddy and restless let them reel

Like ftubble from the wind.

14 As when an aged wood takes fire
Which on a fudden ftraies,

The greedy Flame runs higher and higher
Till all the Mountains blaze,

15 So with thy whirl-wind them pursue,

*

16* And till they yield thee honour due;

Lord fill with fhame their face.

*They feek thy

17 Asham'd, and troubl'd let them be, Name, Heb, Troubl'd, and sham'd for ever,

Ever confounded, and fo die

With fhame, and fcape it never.

18 Then fhall they know that thou whofe name Jehovah is alone,

Art the most high, and thou the fame
O'er all the earth art one.

H

PSAL. LXXXIV.

OW lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hofts, how dear

The pleafant Tabernacles are!

Where thou dost dwell so near.

My Soul doth long and almost die

Thy Courts O Lord to fee,

My heart and flesh aloud do cry,

O living God, for thee.

3 There ev'n the Sparrow freed from wrong Hath found a house of reft,

The Swallow there, to lay her young

Hath built her brooding neft,

Ev'n by thy Altars, Lord of Hofts,

They find their fafe abode,

And home they fly from round the Coasts
Toward thee, my King, my God.

4 Happy, who in thy house refide,
Where thee they ever praise,

s Happy, whofe ftrength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways.

6 They pass through Baca's thirstie Vale,

That dry and barn ground,

As through a fruitful watry Dale

Where Springs and Show'rs abound.

7 They journey on from ftrength to ftrength With joy and gladfom cheer,

Till all before our God at length

In Sion do appear.

8 Lord God of Hofts hear now my prayer, O Jacob's God give ear,

9 Thou God our fhield look on the face Of thy anointed dear.

10 For one day in thy Courts to be
Is better, and more bleft,

Than in the joyes of Vanity,
A thousand days at beft.
I in the Temple of my God
Had rather keep a door,

Than dwell in Tents, and rich abode,

With Sin for evermore.

11 For God the Lord both Sun and Shield

Giyes grace and glory bright,

No good from them fhall be with-held
Whose ways are juft and right.

12 Lord God of Hoafts that raign't on high, That man is truly bleft,

Who only on thee doth relie,

And in thee only reft.