Psalm 107

O Give ye thanks unto the Lord,
Who doth with goodness flow:
With everlasting mercies stor'd,
Let Gods redeem'd say so.
Whom he redeem'd from enemies hand,
And gathered them to rest,
From North and South, in every Land,
And from the East and West.
No Citie they for dwelling found,
They wandred in the ways
Of solitary desert ground,
Where thirst and hunger slays.
Their weary souls did in them faint,
When trouble on them seis'd;
Unto the Lord they made complaint,
Who their distresses eas'd.
He led them forth by straitest ways
To Cities of abode:
O then that men would give God praise,
For all his mercies show'd.
And for his works and wondrous deeds,
To men of mortall kind:
Who longing souls with goodness feeds,
And fills the hunger-pin'd.

2. Part.
SUch as in darkness have abode,
With shade of death ore-cast,
Whom irons and afflictions load,
Which fetters bind them fast.
Because Gods word was scornfully
Rebell'd against by them:
The counsell of the Lord most high,
Because they did contem'.
With labour sore he tam'd their pride,
They fell quite succourless:
In trouble then to God they cri'd,
He sav'd them from distress.
From shade of death & darksom night,
Which they were subject under:
He brought them out to life and light,
And brake their bonds asunder.
O that the Lord might reap due praise,
For every wondrous deed:
And goodness show'd in all his waies,
To mans unworthy seed.
The gates of brass he broke in two,
And iron bars divide:
Fools, for offences which they do,
Great miseries abide.
Their soul abhors all kind of meat,
To gates of death draws near:
They cry to God in troubles great,
He saves them from their fear.
He sent his word and heal'd them then
From ruines were they rais'd:
O that the Lord so good to men,
Were for his goodness prais'd.
And for his wondrous works likewise,
To us that mortall are:
And bring him thanks for sacrifice,
His works with joy declare.

3. Part.
THey that in ships go down to Seas,
And have affairs to do
In waters great, such men as these
Gods wonders see into.
His works in deeps discern do they:
For he commandeth oft
The storming wind to stir the Sea,
Which lifts her waves aloft.
They mount to heav'n, and back again
Down to the deeps they roll
The dangerous trouble they sustain,
Dissolves their very soul.
They stagger like to drunken men,
And reeling to and fro,
Almost besides their senses then,
They cry to God in wo.
He them from their distresses saves,
And doth proud storms asswage:
Becalms the Seas tumultuous waves,
And stills their boist'rous rage.
Then have they rest, the tempest past,
And are most joyfull for't:
And so he brings them, at the last,
To their desired Port.
O that the Lord were duly prais'd,
For all his goodness then:
And for his mighty wonders rais'd
To all the sons of men.

4. Part.
AMong the people gathered,
Let them exalt his Name:
Among assembled Elders spread,
His most renowned fame.
He springs of waters waterless,
And rivers deserts makes:
A fruitfull land all barrenness,
For wicked dwellers sakes.
Dry wilderness again he brings
Into a standing Well:
Dry desert ground to water-springs,
Wherein the hungry dwell.
Inhabited Cities to prepare,
To sow each neighb'ring field:
Plant vineyards with industrious care,
Increasing fruits to yeeld.
Such blessings are on them confer'd,
That they are much increast:
Not suffering them of all the herd
To lose a sory beast.
Again they are diminished,
And brought to low estate:
Through great affliction suffered,
Distrest, disconsolate.
He on their Princes powres disgrace,
And causeth them to stray
In solitary desert place,
Where is no beaten way.
Yet saves the poor from misery,
sets him on safeties rock:
And makes him up a family,
Like to a num'rous flock.
This thing the righteous shall behold,
Rejoycing in the same:
And all iniquitie controll'd,
Shall stop her mouth with shame.
Who so hath wisdom from above,
These matters to record;
Ev'n they shall understand the love
And kindness of the Lord.