h_ Psalmody. I might here add also Dr. _Patrick_'s Apology in
his Century of Psalms first publish'd, that he took but the same
Liberty which is allow'd to every Parish-Clerk, to chuse what Psalm and
what Verses of it he would propose to the People to sing.

Give me leave here to mention several Passages which were hardly made
for Christian Lips to assume without some Alteration: Psal. 68. 13, 14,
15, 16. _Tho ye have lain among the Pots, yet shall ye be as the Wings
of a Dove cover'd with Silver, and her Feathers with yellow Gold: When
the Almighty scatter'd Kings in it, it was white as Snow in_ Salmon.
_The Hill of God is as the Hill of Bashan, &c. Why leap ye, ye Hills,
&c; ver. 25. {249} The Singers went before, the Players on Instruments
followed after, amongst them were the Damsels playing with Timbrels:
Bless ye God in the Congregation, even the Lord from the Fountain of_
Israel: _There is little_ Benjamin _with their Ruler, the Princes of_
Judah _and their Council, the Princes of_ Zebulun, _and the Princes of_
Naphtali. _Because of thy Temple at_ Jerusalem _Kings shall bring
Presents unto thee. Rebuke the Company of Spearmen, the Multitude of
Bulls, with the Calves of the People, till every one submit himself
with Pieces of Silver._ Psal. 71. 2, 3, &c. _Take a Psalm, and bring
hither the Timbrel, the pleasant Harp with the Psaltery, blow up the
Trumpet in the New Moon, in the Time appointed on our solemn Feast-Day,
&c._ Psal. 84. 3, 6. _The Sparrow hath found an House, and the Swallow
a Nest for her self, where she may lay her Young, even thine Altars, O
Lord of Hosts, &c. Blessed is the Man whose Strength is in thee, in
whose Heart are the Ways of them, who passing thro the Valley of_ Bacha
_make it a Well, the Rain also filleth the Pools._ Psal: 108. 2, 7, 8,
9. _Awake Psaltery and Harp, I my self will awake early. God hath
spoken in his Holiness; I will rejoyce, I will divide_ Shechem_, and
mete out the Vally of_ Succoth; Gilead _is mine,_ Manasseh _is mine,_
Ephraim _also is the Strength of mine Head,_ Judah _is my Lawgiver,_
Moab _is my Washpot, over_ Edom _will I cast out my Shoe, over_
Philistia _will I triumph; Who will bring me into the strong City, who
will lead me into_ Edom _Psal. 69, 8 & 109._ are so full of Cursings
{250} that they hardly become the Tongue of a Follower of the blessed
_Jesus_, who dying pray'd for his own Enemies; _Father forgive them,
for they know not what they do._ Psal. 134. is s