A translation of the psalms of David attempted in the Spirit of Christianity, and adapted to the divine service. By Christopher Smart |
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 | A translation of the psalms of David |  |
PSALM XCIV.
If to God alone pertaining,
All the pow'rs of vengeance bow,
Held in ward by love restraining,
God of vengeance hear us now.
All the pow'rs of vengeance bow,
Held in ward by love restraining,
God of vengeance hear us now.
Judge supreme, whose righteous spirit
Heav'n and earth pervades and tries;
Rise, and after their demerit
Hostile pomp and pride chastise.
Heav'n and earth pervades and tries;
Rise, and after their demerit
Hostile pomp and pride chastise.
Lord, how long shall guilt licentious
Take its swing and have its will;
O'er the good and conscientious
Shall it reign and triumph still?
Take its swing and have its will;
O'er the good and conscientious
Shall it reign and triumph still?
Hands so foul, and hearts so naughty,
Shall they scoff and make parade;
And be arrogant and haughty
With the parts that they degrade.
Shall they scoff and make parade;
And be arrogant and haughty
With the parts that they degrade.
Lord, with cruel persecution,
They transfix us to the heart;
And they damp our resolution,
Working with vexatious art.
They transfix us to the heart;
And they damp our resolution,
Working with vexatious art.
They the widow tear in pieces,
And the stranger in his bed;
Nor their lust of murder ceases
Till the fatherless has bled.
And the stranger in his bed;
Nor their lust of murder ceases
Till the fatherless has bled.
Tush they say, with scoff malicious,
From the Lord no risque we run,
Nor is Jacob's God suspicious
That a thing like this is done.
From the Lord no risque we run,
Nor is Jacob's God suspicious
That a thing like this is done.
Be ye ware of contradiction,
You that to your error cleave,
And amongst us brave conviction,
When will you the truth perceive?
You that to your error cleave,
And amongst us brave conviction,
When will you the truth perceive?
Shall not God—O vain derision—
He that gave your hearing, hear,
He that form'd the orbs of vision,
Is not his discernment clear?
He that gave your hearing, hear,
He that form'd the orbs of vision,
Is not his discernment clear?
Shall not he which rules the nations,
And the heathen world sustains,
Teacher of all ranks and stations,
Hold the scourge as well as reins?
And the heathen world sustains,
Teacher of all ranks and stations,
Hold the scourge as well as reins?
God the human heart inspecting,
Sees the way its workings tend;
All the plans of its projecting,
In what vanity they end.
Sees the way its workings tend;
All the plans of its projecting,
In what vanity they end.
Blessed is a man's submission
To his Saviour's wholesome rod;
For 'tis oft in such condition
That we have the grace of God;
To his Saviour's wholesome rod;
For 'tis oft in such condition
That we have the grace of God;
That for all the hours of sorrow
Gifted patience may atone,
Till the terrors of to-morrow
Frown upon the foe alone.
Gifted patience may atone,
Till the terrors of to-morrow
Frown upon the foe alone.
For they shall not be deserted,
Which themselves of God profess;
But his pow'r is still exerted
When his people plead distress.
Which themselves of God profess;
But his pow'r is still exerted
When his people plead distress.
Ev'n until the dread appearance
Of the Lord to judge our race,
All true hearts with firm adherence
Shall his blessed word embrace.
Of the Lord to judge our race,
All true hearts with firm adherence
Shall his blessed word embrace.
Who will join me in defiance
Of the men that God oppose;
Where shall I obtain alliance
To discomfit virtue's foes?
Of the men that God oppose;
Where shall I obtain alliance
To discomfit virtue's foes?
If the Lord had not befriended
All my troops, however brave,
Doubtless this my life had ended
In the silence of the grave.
All my troops, however brave,
Doubtless this my life had ended
In the silence of the grave.
When I found my steps had stumbled,
Pray'r to thee was my resource—
Lord, thy mercy saw me humbled,
And upheld me in my course.
Pray'r to thee was my resource—
Lord, thy mercy saw me humbled,
And upheld me in my course.
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In the cloud of sorrows pressing
All at once upon my soul,
Thy consolatory blessing
Shall their sad effects controul.
All at once upon my soul,
Thy consolatory blessing
Shall their sad effects controul.
Shall the slaves to Mammon bowing
Have a part in Christ the king,
With their practice of allowing
Mischief as a lawful thing!
Have a part in Christ the king,
With their practice of allowing
Mischief as a lawful thing!
While against the good convening,
They his righteous soul afflict,
And the base and bloody skreening,
Worth and innocence convict.
They his righteous soul afflict,
And the base and bloody skreening,
Worth and innocence convict.
But from every vain pretender
That conspires to pull me down,
God himself is my defender,
And the fort of my renown.
That conspires to pull me down,
God himself is my defender,
And the fort of my renown.
Foes of their benign Creator,
Would, as their own malice, fare,
Did not Christ the Mediator
Plead his merits and his pray'r.
Would, as their own malice, fare,
Did not Christ the Mediator
Plead his merits and his pray'r.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |