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 CXV.
Not to ourselves the praise we take,
O Lord, but to thy name
Ascribe for truth and mercy's sake
The merit of the claim.
O Lord, but to thy name
Ascribe for truth and mercy's sake
The merit of the claim.
Why should the heathen, who this hour
Have felt thy chast'ning rod,
Make impious question of thy pow'r
With “where is now their God?”
Have felt thy chast'ning rod,
Make impious question of thy pow'r
With “where is now their God?”
Our God, which has the battle won,
O'er heav'n and mortals reigns;
Whate'er his wisdom wills is done,
And what is done remains.
O'er heav'n and mortals reigns;
Whate'er his wisdom wills is done,
And what is done remains.
The stocks to which the pagan fools
Their sighs and incense waft,
Are gold and silver form'd by tools
Of mean mechanic craft.
Their sighs and incense waft,
Are gold and silver form'd by tools
Of mean mechanic craft.
Their mouths are fashion'd, but from thence,
Nor voice nor accent falls;
Theire eyes are grav'd, but have no sense
Of vision in their balls;
Nor voice nor accent falls;
Theire eyes are grav'd, but have no sense
Of vision in their balls;
Their ears are hollow'd, which to hear
No clamour can compell;
The noses of their busts appear
With which they cannot smell.
No clamour can compell;
The noses of their busts appear
With which they cannot smell.
Their hands are form'd, but not to feel
Their feet, but not to move;
Nor thro' their throats, while madmen kneel,
Comes breath their life to prove.
Their feet, but not to move;
Nor thro' their throats, while madmen kneel,
Comes breath their life to prove.
The stupid maker's like the bust,
And so are all degrees
Of impious slaves that put their trust,
And bow to gods like these.
And so are all degrees
Of impious slaves that put their trust,
And bow to gods like these.
But thou, Jeshurun, in the Lord
Alone your trust repose;
He is their saving-health to ward
The swords of all their foes.
Alone your trust repose;
He is their saving-health to ward
The swords of all their foes.
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And you, ye priests of Aaron's stock,
With faithfulness devout,
Trust in the Lord, he is their rock,
And unapproach'd redoubt.
With faithfulness devout,
Trust in the Lord, he is their rock,
And unapproach'd redoubt.
And ye whose heart thro' fear repents,
Who meek obeisance yield,
Trust in the Lord—in all events
He is their help and shield.
Who meek obeisance yield,
Trust in the Lord—in all events
He is their help and shield.
The Lord regards us in success,
And in our day of need;
And Israel's children he shall bless,
And bless all Aaron's seed.
And in our day of need;
And Israel's children he shall bless,
And bless all Aaron's seed.
He blesses all that fear, and thank
Their Saviour for his grace;
As well the men of meaner rank
As those of wealth and place.
Their Saviour for his grace;
As well the men of meaner rank
As those of wealth and place.
The Lord shall bless you more and more
In all you take in hand,
And prosper your increase and store,
Your children and your land.
In all you take in hand,
And prosper your increase and store,
Your children and your land.
Ye are thro' grace the Lord's elect,
And he can keep you free,
Which could th'etherial vault erect
O'er continent and sea.
And he can keep you free,
Which could th'etherial vault erect
O'er continent and sea.
The heav'ns are God's imperial throne
Beyond all mortal ken;
Earth to be travers'd, till'd and sown
He has bestow'd on men.
Beyond all mortal ken;
Earth to be travers'd, till'd and sown
He has bestow'd on men.
The barren grave affords no fruit,
O God, to praise or pray'r;
And mirth and melody are mute
In darkness and despair.
O God, to praise or pray'r;
And mirth and melody are mute
In darkness and despair.
But we with all our zeal and force
Will in thy praises rise,
Praise ye the Lord thro' nature's course,
And for th'immortal prize.
Will in thy praises rise,
Praise ye the Lord thro' nature's course,
And for th'immortal prize.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |