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 CXXXVII.
Pensive we sat the silent hours
Where by the Babylonian tow'rs
At large the waters stray,
Till mem'ry brought thee to our eyes,
O Zion, then the tears and sighs
Burst out and made their way.
Where by the Babylonian tow'rs
At large the waters stray,
Till mem'ry brought thee to our eyes,
O Zion, then the tears and sighs
Burst out and made their way.
No matter for our harps—our care
Was not on mirth and musick there,
All solace we declin'd;
We sate and suffer'd them in view
To hang as bended, or as blew
The willows or the wind.
Was not on mirth and musick there,
All solace we declin'd;
We sate and suffer'd them in view
To hang as bended, or as blew
The willows or the wind.
When they, that led our captive train,
Bade us our heavy hearts refrain
From grief to joys extreme;
Thus they commanded their request,
“Sing us a song, and sing your best,
“And Zion be the theme!”
Bade us our heavy hearts refrain
From grief to joys extreme;
Thus they commanded their request,
“Sing us a song, and sing your best,
“And Zion be the theme!”
What, in a land by God abhorr'd,
Shall we profane unto the Lord
The consecrated songs;
And Israel's harp and hands employ,
To strike up symphonies of joy
'Mongst foreigners and wrongs?
Shall we profane unto the Lord
The consecrated songs;
And Israel's harp and hands employ,
To strike up symphonies of joy
'Mongst foreigners and wrongs?
Jerusalem! O blest in woe,
If I forget thee, or forego
When heav'n and nature call,
May this right hand, and God's own heart
Forget his spirit, and her art
To touch the strings at all!
If I forget thee, or forego
When heav'n and nature call,
May this right hand, and God's own heart
Forget his spirit, and her art
To touch the strings at all!
May my tongue to my palate cleave
If I forget thee when I grieve;
If to all realms on earth
I not Jerusalem prefer,
Jerusalem! and harp on her
When most my might in mirth!
If I forget thee when I grieve;
If to all realms on earth
I not Jerusalem prefer,
Jerusalem! and harp on her
When most my might in mirth!
O Lord, when it shall be fulfill'd
That thou Jerusalem rebuild,
Remember unto good,
How “down with it, th'insulting band
“Cry'd, down with it, and mar the land
“Where all that splendour stood.”
That thou Jerusalem rebuild,
Remember unto good,
How “down with it, th'insulting band
“Cry'd, down with it, and mar the land
“Where all that splendour stood.”
Renown'd the man! that shall reward
And serve thee as thou'st serv'd the Lord,
Thou shalt thy turn deplore;
There's desolation too for thee,
Thou daughter of calamity,
And Babylon no more!
And serve thee as thou'st serv'd the Lord,
Thou shalt thy turn deplore;
There's desolation too for thee,
Thou daughter of calamity,
And Babylon no more!
But he is greatest and the best,
Who spares his enemies profest,
And Christian mildness owns;
Who gives his captives back their lives,
Their helpless infants, weeping wives,
And for his sin atones.
Who spares his enemies profest,
And Christian mildness owns;
Who gives his captives back their lives,
Their helpless infants, weeping wives,
And for his sin atones.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |