Eternall God, (for whom who ever dare Seeke new expressions, doe the Circle square, And thrust into strait corners of poore wit Thee, who art cornerlesse and infinite) I would but blesse thy Name, not name thee now; 5 (And thy gifts are as infinite as thou:) Fixe we our prayses therefore on this one, That, as thy blessed Spirit fell upon These Psalmes first Author in a cloven tongue; (For 'twas a double power by which he sung 10 The highest matter in the noblest forme;) So thou hast cleft that spirit, to performe That worke againe, and shed it, here, upon Two, by their bloods, and by thy Spirit one; A Brother and a Sister, made by thee 15 The Organ, where thou art the Harmony. Two that make one _Iohn Baptists_ holy voyce, And who that Psalme, _Now let the Iles rejoyce_, Have both translated, and apply'd it too, Both told us what, and taught us how to doe. 20 They shew us Ilanders our joy, our King, They tell us _why_, and teach us _how_ to sing; Make all this All, three Quires, heaven, earth, and sphears; The first, Heaven, hath a song, but no man heares, The Spheares have Musick, but they have no tongue, 25 Their harmony is rather danc'd than sung; But our third Quire, to which the first gives eare, (For, Angels learne by what the Church does here) This Quire hath all. The Organist is hee Who hath tun'd God and Man, the Organ we: 30 The songs are these, which heavens high holy Muse Whisper'd to _David_, _David_ to the Iewes: And _Davids_ Successors, in holy zeale, In formes of joy and art doe re-reveale To us so sweetly and sincerely too, 35 That I must not rejoyce as I would doe When I behold that these Psalmes are become So well attyr'd abroad, so ill at home, So well in Chambers, in thy Church so ill, As I can scarce call that reform'd untill 40 This be reform'd; Would a whole State present A lesser gift than some one man hath sent? And shall our Church, unto our Spouse and King More hoarse, more harm than any other, sing? For _that_ we pray, we praise thy name for _this_, 45 Which, by this _Moses_ and this _Miriam_, is Already done; and as those Psalmes we call (Though some have other Authors) _Davids_ all: So though some have, some may some Psalmes translate, We thy Sydnean Psalmes shall celebrate, 50 And, till we come th'Extemporall song to sing, (Learn'd the first hower, that we see the King, Who hath translated those translators) may These their sweet learned labours, all the way Be as our tuning; that, when hence we part, 55 We may fall in with them, and sing our part. [Vpon the _&c._ _1635-69:_ _no extant MSS._] [17 voyce, _1635-39:_ voyce; _1650-69_]