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288 PSALMS.
14 As ivhen an aged wood takes fire
Which on afuddenjirays,
The greedy flame runs higher and higher
Till all the mountains blaze,
15 So with thy whirlwind them purfue,
And with thy tempeft chafe ;
\6 And till they yield thee honour duej
Lord fill with fhame their face.
17 Afham'd, and troubled let them be,
Troubled, and fham'd for ever,
Ever confounded, and fo die
With fhame, and fcape it never.
1 8 Then (hall they know that thou whofe name
Jehovah is alone,
Art the moft high, and thou the fame
O'er all the earth art one.
PSALM LXXXIV.
1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hofts, how dear
The pkafant tabernacles are,
Where thou dojl diuell fo near!
2 My foul doth long and almoft die
Thy courts O Lord to fee,
My heart and flefli aloud do cry,
O living God, for thee.
3 There ev'n the {parrow freedfrom ivrong
Hath found a houfe of reft.
The fwallow there, to lay her young
Hath built her brooding neft,