Saints Memorials, Part 8 – Poem 2
Praise the ALMIGHTY.
PSAL. 65.1.
Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion.
PRaise the most high, Oh clap your hands!
Praise him, for he the world commands;
Praise him Mount Zion, praises sing,
Praise him that is your Cities King.
Praise him with loud and silent Air,
Praise ye the Lord that heareth Pray'r,
Praise him makes Morning hear his voice,
Praise him makes Ev'ning to rejoyce.
Praise him that doth prepare our Corn,
Praise him all ye that are Forlorn.
Praise him that duly sends us Rain,
Praise him for Fruits, Herbs, Flowr's and Grain.
Praise him for his refreshing Showrs,
Praise him for recreating Bowrs.
Praise him that doth our Pastures fill,
Praise and rejoyce each little Hill.
Praise him ye Birds, and ev'ry Tree,
Praise him that did divide the Sea.
Praise him for Waters from the Fount,
Praise him for Grass grows on the Mount.
Praise him that gives, and nothing owes,
Praise him with Sacrifice and Vows.
Praise him that form'd us in our Womb.
Praise him that guides us to our Tomb.
Praise him that makes us blest in Heaven,
Praise him from whom all Food is given.
Praise him, his Holy Name adore,
Praise him, O Praise him, more and more.
Praise God the Father of the Iust,
Praise him that raiseth Poor from Dust.
Praise him that makes the Barren bear,
Praise him with Duty, Love and Fear.
Praise ye the Lord for dayly Food,
Praise ye the Lord, for it is Good.
Praise him who gives success in Wars,
Praise him who numbereth the Stars.
Praise him that builds Jerusalem,
Praise him whose Word is more than Iem.
Praise him that lifteth up the Meek,
Praise him that doth support the Weak.
Praise him who doth the Ravens feed,
Praise him, our meetly help at need.
Praise him causeth his Winds to blow,
Praise him that makes the Waters flow.
Praise him in his Angelick Coasts,
Praise him all ye his Mighty Hosts.
Praise ye his Name both Sun and Moon,
Praise him, ye Lights that shine at Noon.
Praise him ye heavens never fade,
Praise him, for ye by him were made.
Praise ye the Lord ye Dragons fell,
Praise him ye Deeps, his wonders tell.
Praise him, Fire, Hail, Vapour, and Snow,
Praise him ye Stormy Winds that blow.
Praise him ye Cedars, Beasts o'th' Field,
Praise him all things can Praises yield.
Praise him ye Kings of highest birth,
Praise him ye Iudges of the Earth.
Praise him ye Rulers whom he rais'd,
Praise, for he's greatly to be Prais'd.
Praise ye the Lord, both great and small,
Praise him that did Create us all.
Praise him within his Holy Tower,
Praise him for his Almighty Power.
Praise him for what he to us gave,
Praise Iesus Christ that did us save.
Praise ye the Holy Spirit too,
Praise each with all Devotions due.
Praise all, strive who shall praise the most,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Praise each with pious Harmony,
Praise ye the blessed Trinity.
Praise ye the Lord with Trumpets sound,
Praise him that heal'd us with his Wound.
Praise him with Harp's loud Melody,
Praise him with Song and Psaltery.
Praise him with Timbrel, let the flute
Praise him, with Organ, Pipe, and Lute.
Praise him with instrumental String,
Praise him with Cymbals, loudly sing.
Praise him with Ioy, and skilful Voice,
Praise with new Songs the chief and choyce.
Praise him that is our Guide, our Light,
Praise him because his Word is right.
Praise him whose works are done in truth,
Praise him that no injustice doth.
Praise him all people, great and less,
Praise him that loveth Righteousness.
Praise him whose goodness fills the earth,
Praise him with Zeal and pious Mirth.
Praise him the Antient is of days,
Praise him that gives us pow'r to praise,
Praise him (whose Word) the Heavens made,
Praise him whose Breath requir'd no Ayd.
Praise him that doth the Wind command,
Praise him that makes the Waters stand.
Praise him whom Sun and Moon obey,
Praise him doth Heavens Scepter sway.
Praise him that doth the Heathen awe▪
Praise him whose ev'ry word's a law.
Praise him who doth from Heav'n behold,
Praise him ye Rich, Poor, Young and Old.
Praise him that fashions all our hearts,
Praise him alone can heal our smarts.
Praise him that is the King of Kings,
Praise him in grief that comfort brings.
Praise him that governs Sea and Coasts,
Praise him that is the Lord of Hosts.
Praise him who can the Lyon tame,
Praise him that mighty is by Name.
Praise him that guards us day and night,
Praise him the God of Peace and Fight.
Praise him that makes the stoutest yield,
Praise him that is our help and shield.
Praise him both with the heart and mouth,
Praise him in Age, in Strength and Youth.
Praise him, who are with sorrows sad,
Praise, that the humble may be glad.
Oh let the Nations all accord
To Praise and Magnifie the Lord.
BLESSINGS of the Righteous, As they are denoted in the HOLY SCRIPTURES.
HEarken unto the Lord thy God,
His Covenants observe,
So will he kindly spare his Rod,
And not afflict a Nerve.
Blest shalt thou in the City be,
Thy God will blessings yield
At home, abroad, at bed, at board,
And likewise in the field.
Blessed shall be thy bodies fruit,
And that upon the ground:
The wicked, be they lowd or mute,
Shall neither of them wound.
Thy Cattle shall enrich thy store,
The increase of thy Kine
And Sheep shall still wax more and more,
Thy Grapes shall yield thee Wine.
Blest shall thy store and basket be,
Blessings shall thence accrew;
Comings and goings shall agree
To make thee blessed too.
The Lord shall smite thine enemies,
And put them to disgrace;
The chiefest he will make to flie,
And that before thy face.
Thy foes one way shall thee attempt,
But flee before thee seven:
From Iudgment none shall be exempt,
But as the Wind be driven.
Thy store-houses the Lord will bless,
And all thou tak'st in hand,
And give to thee a large increase
Of plenty in the land.
The Lord, as he himself hath sworn,
He shall establish thee;
And farther to exalt thy horn,
His people ye shall be.
Keep thou the Lord's Commandements,
And all the earth shall see
That thou art great in Innocence,
And stand in fear of thee.
The Lord he shall his treasures ope,
The Heav'ns shall give thee Rain;
If head or hand with business cope,
It shall be for thy gain.
No discontent shall thee attend,
As free from grief or sorrow:
To many Nations thou shalt lend,
But have no need to borrow.
Blessed are they that in him trust,
He will them bless with speed;
For do they hunger, do they thirst,
He is their help at need.
Blessed is he whose sin is hid,
He may with gladness smile,
Whose errours all are covered,
Whose spirit hath no guile.
Blessed are they that now lament,
As being poor in spirit:
For they are promis'd by the Lord,
His Kingdom to inherit.
Blessed are they that now do mourn,
Thinking their joys are fled:
For though as yet they seem forlorn,
They shall be comforted.
The meek are blessed too, for they
That love not strifes increase
Shall on the earth bear happy sway,
Delighting much in peace.
The hungry too, and they that thirst
For Righteousness as Meat,
They shall be fill'd, when those accurst
Shall nothing have to eat.
Blest be the merciful to those
Whom they observe in pain,
For he that mercily bestows,
Shall merciemercy reap again.
Thrice-blessed are the pure in heart,
Whose Souls and hands are free
From Vanity and wicked Oaths,
For they their God shall see.
Blest the peace-makers are, for they
His Children shall be call'd:
And he that loves and doth obey,
Shall never be enthrall'd.
Blessed are they for Righteousness
Do persecution bear:
Their great reward none can express
But Heav'n, it lieth there.
Blessed are they that are revil'd
Because they seek the Lord;
Let them not fear, although exil'd,
His Grace will strength afford.
Rejoyce and be exceeding glad,
For great is your reward;
The Prophets by such usage bad
Did get into regard.
Curses of the VVicked.
He that doth hear a poor man's cry
Shall never fare the worse;
But whoso turneth back his eye
Shall never want a curse.
He that himself hath others curst,
His Servant curseth him:
The blessings of his flowing purse
Shall him to ruine swim.
He that blasphemeth God his Lord,
Ought to be ston'd to death,
And cursed be that man abhorr'd,
Serves other God beneath.
Cursed be he that setteth light
By Father, or by Mother;
The people shall him daily slight,
And none his curses smother.
Cursed be he that doth remove
His Neighbours Land-mark; then
The people shall him curse, none love,
But each one cry Amen.
Cursed be he that leads the blinde
In an erroneous way;
The Lord for him will torments finde,
And be the blind man's stay.
Cursed be he that doth pervert
The Widow, Fatherless,
Or Stranger from an upright heart;
Curses shall him oppress.
Cursed, thrice cursed shall he be,
Covets his Father's Breast;
And that man curst shall be, as he,
That lieth with a Beast.
Curst let him be, with Sister lies,
Or Mother, (though) in law;
Such sins do make those horrid cries,
That dreadful curses draw.
Cursed be he that secretly
His silent Neighbour smites;
Murtherers too, that cause to dye
When a reward invites.
The wicked shall be curst at home,
And likewise in the field;
His Basket, and his Store at last
Shall Blessings fail to yield.
Cursed be all his sinful Fruit
Of Body and of Land,
His Kine and Flock though they are mute,
And all he takes in hand.
Cursed be he when going out,
And curst when coming in;
That happy 'twere for him no doubt,
If he had never been.