A translation of the psalms of David :: :: University of Virginia Library

Blessed are all that love and fear
The Lord their God, and self-severe
Their appetites restrain,
Who follow fame, and dread dispraise,
And walk directly in the ways
Which he has made so plain.

For thou shalt live upon thine own,
And what thine industry has sown
Thy hand shall surely reap;
When thou get'st up, O well is thee,
And in serene felicity
Securely shalt thou sleep.

Domestick sweetness shall be thine,
Thy partner like the fruitful vine
In all its clust'ring bloom,
Which to the gard'ner's will is bent,
And spreads an useful ornament
Round every shaded room.

The children of thy plighted vows
Shall flourish, like thine olive-boughs,
About thy social board;
And each o'er other, as they rise,
Shall to your love-delighted eyes
A pleasing scene afford.

Behold that blessings, great as these,
Shall rest upon the faithful knees
Of him who fears the Lord;
And he, the father of us all,
To those that on his godhead call
Such treasures shall award.

Reveal'd from Zion in the height,
The Lord new blessing shall create
Alike to thine and thee,
And highly favour'd branch and stem,
The welfare of Jerusalem
Thou all thy life shall see.

Yea, thou shalt live to see thy face
Resembled in thy children's race,
And hail the genuine breed;
Born in good days to shear the fleece,
When God sends plenty, pow'r and peace
To Jacob's chosen seed.