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Be thou, O God, exalted High, And as thy glory fills the Skie So let it be on Earth displaid Till thou art here as There obeyed.
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My soul for help on God relies, From him alone my safety flows,
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The Book of Psalms, a new version in metre fitted to the tunes used in Churches. By N. Tate and N. Brady. It was dedicated to King William, and though its use was permitted in English churches, it never supplanted Sternhold and Hopkins' Version. In New England Tate and Brady's Psalms became more universally popular,--not, however, without fierce opposing struggles from the older church-members at giving up the venerated
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Bay Psalm-Book.
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Patrick's Version. The title is
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The Psalms of David in Metre Fitted to the Tunes used in Parish Churches by John Patrick, D.D. Precentor to the Charter House London. A curious feature of this octavo edition of 1701, which I have, is,
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An Explication of Some Words of less Common Use For the Benefit of the Common People. Here are a few of the
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Celebrate--Make renown'd. Climes--Countries differing in length of days. Detracting--Lessening one's credit. Fluid--Yielding. Infest--Annoy. Theam--Matter of Discourse. Uncessant--Never ceasing. Stupemlious--Astonishing.
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His holy affection and harmony hath so far reconciled the Nonconformists that diverse of them use his Psalms in their congregation.
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The Ashes I rowl in when I eat Are tasted with my bread, And with my Drink are mixed the tears I plentifully shed.
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Psalterium Americanum. A Book of Psalms in a translation exactly conformed unto the Original; but all in blank verse. Fitted unto the tunes commonly used in the Church. By a curious arrangement of brackets and the use of two kinds of print these psalms could be divided into two separate metres and could be sung to tunes of either long or short metre. After each psalm were introduced explanations written in Mather's characteristic manner,--a manner both scholarly and bombastic. I have read the
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Psalterium Americanum with care, and am impressed with its elegance, finish, and dignity. It is so popular, however, even now-a-days, to jibe at poor Cotton Mather, that his Psalter does not escape the thrusts of laughing critics. Mr. Glass, the English critic, holds up these lines as
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As the Hart makes a panting cry For cooling streams of water, So my soul makes a panting cry For thee--O Mighty God.