Ver. My ways inclos'd as with a wall 9 Of firm hewn ftone he hath ; And to defeat my counfels all DALETH. 10 He clofe laid wait as for the prey II And turning quite afide my way, 12 He laid me wafte, and in the dark, He bent, and at me as a mark HE. 13 His quiver-darts, fo fierce fet off, Into my reins made way; 14 To all the folk I was a fcoff, Their mufic all the day. 15 I'm made the fubject of their fong, With bitterness and wormwood ftrong VAU. 16 With gravel ftones my teeth he brake; With ashes cover'd me: 17 From peace, my foul, now gone to wrack, Is far remov'd by thee. Forgetting blifs as overpast, I fpake this desp'rate word, 18" My ftrength is gone, my hope is loft, "And perish'd from the Lord." ZAIN. 19 Defpair was fed by minding all The bitter wormwood and the gall, 21 Defpair, begone; I've hope from this, CHETH. Ver. 'Tis of the Lord's compaffions great 22 We are not all confum'd as yet, 23 They new with every morning roll; Thy truth is great and high: 24 The Lord's my portion, faith dy foul; Hence in him hope will I. TETH. 25 God's good to them that on him wait, To fouls that feek his face. 26 'Tis good that one, with hope fedate, Expect his faving grace. 27 And for a man, by forrow broke, JOD. 28 He quiet fits alone brought low By having born the rod; 29 With mouth put in the duft, if fo There may be hope in God. 30 His cheek he to the fmiter's will Fill'd with reproach, he bears the fill, CAPH. 31 The Lord will not reject for ay: But though he cauleth grief; 32 33 Yet he his pity will difplay, And timely grant relief. His mercies thwart not with his dart, 34 Mens Cruel deeds they can't abide, 35 To turn the poor man's right aside, Before the fovereign's face; Ver. To violate the facred laws 36 Of juftice and of right, And judge unjustly in a cause, MEM. 37 Who's he that fpeaks, and then 'tis done, When nay's JEHOVAH'S Will? 38 Out from the mouth of th' highest One 39 O why then fhould a living man. 40 Come let us fearch and try our ways, But for our fins our fouls abase, 41 Let us lift up our heart and hands 42 We have rebell'd 'gainst thy commands; Thou, Lord, haft not forgiven. SAMECH. 43 Thy wrath us hid, purfu'd, nor ftopt, But flew and did not spare; 44 Thyfelf hid with a cloud that opt No through-pafs for our pray'r. 45 The world's vile filth thou haft us made, We ly among the nations fpread, The fcum and the refuse. PE. 46 Wide mouths 'gainft us our en'mies all Have made, and fcoffing joy'd; 47 Fear and a fnare upon us fall, We're wafted and deftroy'd. 48 Mine eyes to weeping fountains turn. While I my people's daughter mourn AIN. Ver. With tears ftill trickling down, mine eye 49 50 Till God look down, and, from on high, Behold our cafe diftrefs'd. 51 Mine eye affects my heart with pain, To fee the ruin vast 52 Of Salem's race, the doleful bane TZADE. With caufelefs hate my eager foes, 53 My life within the dungeon close, 54 High did the fwelling waters grow, Then faid my hopeless heart, "I'm now 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. 57 What day of dread I call'd on thee, But dreweft near to comfort me, 58 Lord, thou the caufes of my foul Thy love did threat'ning death's control, 59 Judge now my cause, Lord; thou haft feen 60 Seen all their rage and vengeance keen, And plots against my life. SHIN. 61 Lord, thou their vile reproach hast heard, 62 The lips of thofe that rofe, and jear'd Ver. Their daily projects me to drub, Their mufic ftill am I. TAU. 64 Reward them as from thee they fwerve, Their heart with grief confume, 65 To fhew they for their works deferve 66 As me they chafe and fue to death, CHA P. IV. ZION bewaileth her pitiful Estate, occafioned by the direful Effects of the Famine, the facking of JERUSALEM. She confeffetb ber Sins, and acknowledgetb that the Iniquities of ber Leaders were the Caufe of all thefe Calamities. EDOM's Deftruction foretold, and the Return of ZION's Captivity. THE ALEPH. HE temple-gold, how now fo dim, How has the finest gold fo trim, BETH. 2 Lo! Zion's fons, of precious mould," Wrought by the potter's hand, and deem'd |