Poems of Mr. John Milton, Both English and Latin, Compos'd at several times/Psalm 136

by John Milton

Psalm 136

LEt us with a gladsom mind,
Praise the Lord, for he is kind,
For his mercies ay endure,
Ever faithfull, ever sure.

Let us blaze his Name abroad,
For of gods he is the God;
For, &c.

O let us his praises tell,
That doth the wrathfull tyrants quell.
⁠For, &c.

That with his miracles doth make
Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.
⁠For, &c.

That by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state.
⁠For, &c.

That did the solid Earth ordain
To rise above the watry plain.
⁠For his, &c.

That by his all-commanding might,
Did fill the new-made world with light.
⁠For his, &c.

And caus'd the Golden-tressed Sun,
All the day long his cours to run.
⁠For his, &c.

The horned Moon to shine by night,
Amongst her spangled sisters bright.
⁠For his, &c.

He with his thunder-clasping hand,
mote the first-born of Egypt Land.
⁠For his, &c.

And in despight of Pharao fell,
He brought from thence his Israel.
⁠For, &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain,
Of the Erythræan main.
⁠For, &c.

The floods stood still like Walls of Glass,
While the Hebrew Bands did pass.
⁠For, &c.

But full soon they did devour
The Tawny King with all his power.
⁠For, &c.

His chosen people he did bless
In the wastfull Wildernes.
⁠For,&c.

In bloody battail he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.
⁠For, &c.

He foild bold Seon and his host,
That rul'd the Amorrean coast.
⁠For, &c.

And large-lim'd Og he did subdue,
With all his over hardy crew.
⁠For, &c.

And to his Servant Israel,
He gave their Land therin to dwell.
⁠For, &c.

He hath with a piteous eye
Beheld us in our misery.
⁠For, &c.

And freed us from the slavery
Of the invading enimy.
⁠For, &c.

All living creatures he doth feed,
And with full hand supplies their need.
⁠For, &c.

Let us therfore warble forth
His mighty Majesty and worth.
⁠For, &c.

That his mansion hath on high
Above the reach of mortall ey.
⁠For his mercies ay endure,
⁠Ever faithfull, ever sure.

 

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