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Then in new song to thee
voice: Then shall, O God, with me
My ten-string'd lute rejoyce. Rejoyce in him, I say,
Who royall right preserves, And saves from sword's decay
His David that him serves. O Lord, thy help extend,
And lift mee from this flood : Lett me thy hand defend
From hand of forrain brood; Whose mouth no mouth at all,
But forge of false entent,
As aptest instrument.
As plants of timely spring,
Their happy growth doth bring. As pillers both doe beare
And garnish kingly hall, Our daughters, straight and faire,
Each howse embellish shall. Our store shall ay bee full ;
Yea, shall such fullness finde, Though all from thence wee pull,
Yet more shall rest behinde: The millions of encrease
Shall breake the wonted fold; Yea, such the sheepy prease,
The streetes shall scantly hold. Our heards shall brave the best ;
Abroad no foes alarme;
At home to breake our rest,
No cry the voice of harme.
On whom such blessings fall;
Their God Jehova call.
Laudate Dominum. INHABITANTS of heav'nly land,
As loving subjectes praise your king : You that among them highest stand,
In highest notes Jehova sing.
You that his heralds fly,
whom he doth soldiers bring In field his force to try. O praise him, sunne, the sea of light;
O praise him, moone, the light of sea; You pretie starrs in robe of night,
As spangles twinckling, do as they.
The rest that earth emball;
O praise, O praise him all !
That doth eternall being show :
Not being yet, they all did grow :
Till ages uttmost date,
They keepe their first estate.
When heav'n hath prais'd, praise earth anew :
You dragons first, her deepest guests;
Residing low, or moves, or rests.
You cloudes that stones do cast;
You vapors, sunnes appast.
What in his word his will setts down :
You trees that hills and mountaines crown:
Stand fresh and tall to see,
By what you beare, then be.
You that with men familier go,
Or airy streames with feathers row.
You lordes and judges all :
How sex or age may fall.
You Jacob's sonnes stand cheefly bound,
Your God Jehova's praise :
SIR JOHN DAVIES.
THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL,
PROVED BY SEVERAL REASONS:
1st, The Desire of Knowledge; 2nd, The Motion of the Soul;
3rd, From Contempt of Death in the righteous ; 4th, From
Desire of Immortality.
Which is th' eternall face of God to see;
And to do this, she must eternall bee. How senselesse then, and dead a soule hath hee,
Which thinks his soule doth with his body dye ; Or thinks not so, but so would haue it bee,
That he might sinne with more securitie !
“Our soule is but a smoke, or aiery blast, Which during life doth in her nostrils play,
And when we die, doth turne to wind at last :" Although they say, “Come, let vs eat and drinke;
Our life is but a sparke which quickly dyes :" Though thus they say, they know not what to
thinke, But in their minds ten thousand doubts arise. Therefore no heretikes desire to spread
Their light opinions, like these Epicures ; For so their staggering thoughts are comforted,
And other men's assent their doubt assures.
Yet though these men against their conscience
striue, There are some sparkles in their flintie breasts, Which cannot be extinct, but still reuiue; That, though they would, they cannot quite be
beasts. But whoso makes a mirror of his mind,
And doth with patience view himselfe therein, His soule's eternity shall cleerly find,
Though th' other beauties be defac't with sinne. First, in man's minde we find an appetite
To learne and know the truth of euerie thing, Which is connaturall and borne with it,
And from the Essence of the Soule doth spring. With this desire shee hath a natiue might
To find out euerie truth, if she had time; Th’ innumerable effectes to sort aright,
And by degrees from cause to cause to clime. But since our life so fast
doth slide, As doth a hungry eagle through the wind, Or as a ship transported with the tide,
Which in their passage leaue no print behind : Of which swift litle time so much we spend, While some few things we through the sense
do straine, That our short race of life is at an end,
Ere we the principles of skill attaine: Or God (which to vaine ends hath nothing done)
In vaine this appetite and pow'r hath giuen ; Or else our knowledge, which is here begon,
Hereafter must bee perfected in heauen. God neuer gave a pow'r to one whole kind,
But most part of that kinde did vse the same ;