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Ver. My ways inclus'd as with a wall
Did me in pieces tear:
His bow of fury hot
Into my reins made way; 14 To all the folk I was a scoff,
Their music all the day.
And fill'd until I shrunk
With alhes cover'd me :
Is far remov'd by thee.
I spake this desp'rate word,
My miseries and woes;
My soul keeps mind of those :
But why so very fad ?
I mind anon to add,
And his unfailing love,
For ftill his bowels move :
Thy truth is great and high : 24 The Lord's my portion, saith niy foul ; Hence in him hope will I.
Teth. 25 God's good to them that on him wait,
To fouls that seek his face. 26 'Tis good that one, with hope fedate,
Expect his saving grace.
Tis good with filent mouth,
By having born the rod ;
There may be hope in God.
Revengeless doth afsign ;
But though he cauleth grief;
And timely grant relief.
For when he fmites, ev'n then
To crush earth's captive race, 35 To turn the poor man's right afide,
Before the fovereign's face;
Ver. To violate the sacred laws
Of justice and of right,
Mem. 37 Who's he that speaks, and then 'tis done,
When nay's JEHOVAH's will? 38 Out from the mouth of th' highest One
Comes not both good and ill. 39 O why then should a living man
Dare enter his complaint,
Not murmur at the rod,
And turn again to God.
Whole to the God of heav'n: 42 We have rebell'd 'gainst thy commands ; Thou, Lord, hast not forgiven.
SAMECH. 43 Thy wrath us hid, pursu'd, nor stopt,
But slew and did not spare ; 44 Thyself hid with a cloud that opt
Ń, through-pass for our pray’r. 45 The world's vile filth thou hast us made,
Which with contempt they use;
Pe. 46 Wide mouths 'gainst us our en’mies all
Have made, and scoffing joy'd; 47 Fear and a snare upon us fall,
We're wasted and destroy'd.
Whence briny rivers flow,
Ain. Ver. With tears still trickling down, mine eye 49
Inceflant cannot rest, 50 Till God look down, and, from on high,
Behold our case distress'd.
To see the ruin vast
Me like a bird did chase ; 53 My life within the dungeon close,
Then with a stone depress. 54 High did the swelling waters grow,
My head was overflown, Then said my hopeless heart, “ I'm now “ Cut off, and quite undone.”
Корн. 55 Time was, when from the dungeon low
I pray'd, and thou didst hear : 56 Lord, hide not from my breathing now,
Nor from my cry, thine ear.
Thou didst not stand remote,
Waft wont to plead for me ;
My life to save and free. 59 Judge now my cause, Lord; thou hast seen
My wrongs by men of strife, 60 Seen all their rage and vengeance keen, And plots against my life.
Shin. 61 Lord, thou their vile reproach halt heard,
Their machinations all; 6. The lips of those that rose, and jeard
And spat at me their gall.
Ver. Their daily projects me to drub,
Their heart with grief confume, 65 To Thew they for their works deserve
They curse to be their doom.
With them in wrath be ev'ns ;
Sbe confefferb ber Sins, and acknowledgesh that the Iniquities of ber Leaders were the Cause of all these Calamities. Evom's Destruction föresold, and obe Return of Zion's Captivity.
That glister'd once fo gay ;
Now chang'd its bright array !
That lay in stately square,
Her faints, her priests, her peers,
More fine than Ophir bears;
As pitchers vile and coarse,