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By Sir J. DENHAM.
LESS'D is the Man, who never treads
2. But makes God's Law his whole Delight, His Meditation Day and Night.
3. As Trees, when fet in even Ranks, Where living Streams enrich their Banks.
Their Branches fwell'd with quick'ning Juice,
4. Thus fares not the ungodly Man;
As Chaff from Corn the Wind does fan, 5. Sinners, when Judgment is at hand, Amongst the Righteous fhall not ftand.
6. The juft Man's Ways to God are known, The Wicked perish in their own.
2. Babes newly born, who draw the Breast,
3. When to thy glorious Works on high
4. Alas! what's Man, I then reflect, Or those who from him fpring; That God fhould vifit, or refpect,
Or love fo low a Thing?
5. Next Angels, in his glorious State; A Crown adorns his Brow:
6. All Things which elfe thou didst create, To his Subjection bow.
7, 8. Their Wealth for Tribute, as his own,
First Part of PSALM XVIII.
GOD, my Strength and Fortitude,
Thou art my Caftle and Defence
2. My God, my Rock, in whom I trust,
3. When I fing Laud unto the Lord,
Then from my Foes I am right fure
4. The Pangs of Death did compass me,
5. The fly and fubtle Snares of Hell
And for my Life there was prepar'd
6. I, thus befet with Pain and Grief,
And he forthwith heard my Complaint
7. Such is his Pow'r, that in his Wrath
8. And from his Noftrils went a Smoke,
And from his Mouth went burning Coals
9. The Lord defcended from above,
10. On Cherubs and on Cherubims
And on the Wings of mighty Winds
Part of PSALM XIX.
Paraphras'd by Mr. ADDISON.
HE fpacious Firmament on high,
And fpangled Heav'ns, a fhining Frame,
Th' unwearied Sun, from Day to Day,
The Work of an Almighty Hand.
Soon as the Ev'ning Shades prevail,
What though, in folemn Silence, all