12 In darkness can thy mighty hand

Or wondrous acts be known,

Thy juftice in the gloomy land
Of dark oblivion ?

13 But I to thee, O Lord, do cry,
Ere yet my life be spent,

And up to thee my prayer doth hie,

Each morn, and thee prevent.

14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my foul forfake,

And hide thy face from me?

15 That am already bruis'd, and * shake With terror fent from thee

Bruis'd, and afflicted, and fo low

As ready to expire,

While I thy terrors undergo

Aftonish'd with thine ire.

16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow,
Thy threatnings cut me through:
17 All day they round about me go,

Like waves they me pursue.

18 Lover and friend thou hast remov'd,

And fever'd from me far:

They fly me now whom I have lov'd,

And as in darkness are.

Heb. Pra Concuffione.

A Paraphrafe

A Paraphrafe on PSAL. CXIV.

This and the following Pfalm were done by the Au thor at fifteen years old.

WHEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful son

After long toil their liberty had won,

And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,
Led by the ftrength of the Almighty's hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Ifrael shown,
His praise and glory was in Ifrael known.
That faw the troubled fea, and shivering fled,
And fought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath receiv'd the foil.
The high, huge-bellied mountains skip like rams
Amongst their ewes, the little hills like lambs.
Why fled the ocean? And why skipt the mountains?
Why turned Jordan tow'rd his crystal fountains?
Shake, Earth, and at the presence be aghast
Of him that ever was, and ay fhall last,

That glaffy floods from rugged rocks can crush,
And make soft rills from fiery flint-ftones gush.

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Who by his wisdom did create

The painted Heav'ns fo full of state.
For his &c.

Who did the folid earth ordain

To rife above the watry plain.

For his &c.

Who by his all-commanding might

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Did fill the new-made world with light.

For his &c.

And

And caus'd the golden-treffed fun,
All the day long his courfe to run.
For his &c.

The horned moon to fhine by night,
Amongst her fpangled fifters bright.
For his &c.

He with his thunder-clafping hand
Smote the first-born of Egypt land.
For his &c.

And in defpite of Pharao fell,

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He brought from thence his Ifrael.
For his &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain
Of the Erythræan main.

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For his &c.

The floods ftood ftill like walls of glafs,
While the Hebrew bands did pafs.

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( For his &c.

But full foon they did devour

The tawny king with all his power.
For his &c.

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His

His chofen people he did bless
In the wafteful wilderness.
For his &c.

In bloody battel he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.

For his &c.

He foil'd bold Seon and his host,
That rul'd the Amorrean coaft.

For his &c.

And large-limb'd Og he did fubdue,

With all his over-hardy crew.

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