The history of The Old Testament In verse With One Hundred and Eighty sculptures: In Two Volumes. Vol. I. From the Creation to the Revolt of the Ten Tribes from the House of David. Vol. II. From that Revolt to the End of the Prophets. Written by Samuel Wesley ... The Cuts done by J. Sturt |
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| CXXX. | CXXX. 1 Samuel, Chap. XVII. from Ver. 37. to the End. |
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 | The history of The Old Testament In verse |  |
CXXX. 1 Samuel, Chap. XVII. from Ver. 37. to the End.
David kills Goliah. The Philistines routed.
The valiant Youth in Saul's bright Armour dress'd,
Is only with its cumbrous weight oppress'd,
And for the Battel does himself divest:
Nor other Arms he needs for his Defence,
But those of Faith, of Pray'r and Innocence:
Yet to offend and quell his Country's Foes,
Five Stones he from the neighb'ring Valley chose:
One Hand his Staff, a Sling his other held,
And thus equipp'd he marches to the Field:
O Shame of human Strength, and boasted Might!
—But thus to crush the Proud is Heaven's Delight.
Is only with its cumbrous weight oppress'd,
And for the Battel does himself divest:
Nor other Arms he needs for his Defence,
But those of Faith, of Pray'r and Innocence:
Yet to offend and quell his Country's Foes,
Five Stones he from the neighb'ring Valley chose:
One Hand his Staff, a Sling his other held,
And thus equipp'd he marches to the Field:
O Shame of human Strength, and boasted Might!
—But thus to crush the Proud is Heaven's Delight.
The Gittite with Disdain the Youth surveys,
Great Dagon! such a beardless Boy, he says,
Is this the Champion, these the Arms you bring
To Combat Men? A Staff, a Stone, a Sling!
Approach, rash Boy, and die!—for 'tis beneath
Our Fame, to move one Step to bring thee Death!
When David thus—(and see a Light divine,
Omen of Conquest round his Temple shine!)
Thou com'st to me with Sword and Shield, and Spear,
And all the glitt'ring Instruments of War:
But in the Name of Great Jehovah, I,
Whose Armies thou, Blasphemer! dar'st defie,
Descend to fight, secure of Victory:
Thy Host shall fall, and future Ages tell,
There is a God that reigns in Israel.
The Monster rag'd, and with a furious Look
Great Dagon! such a beardless Boy, he says,
Is this the Champion, these the Arms you bring
To Combat Men? A Staff, a Stone, a Sling!
Approach, rash Boy, and die!—for 'tis beneath
Our Fame, to move one Step to bring thee Death!
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Omen of Conquest round his Temple shine!)
Thou com'st to me with Sword and Shield, and Spear,
And all the glitt'ring Instruments of War:
But in the Name of Great Jehovah, I,
Whose Armies thou, Blasphemer! dar'st defie,
Descend to fight, secure of Victory:
Thy Host shall fall, and future Ages tell,
There is a God that reigns in Israel.
He hastens on, the Ground beneath him shook:
More happy haste the Youth to meet him makes,
And from his Scrip the fatal Stone he takes,
Then with unerring Aim against him threw,
Wing'd with sure Death, and hizzing as it flew:
In his broad Forehead deeply plung'd it lay,
His crashing Scull to Life's chief Seat gave way:
He falls, his Armour clanks against the Ground,
And Blood and Brains crowd mingled thro' the Wound:
The Hero ran, and from the Champion's side,
Drew his broad Sword, in Slaughter often dy'd;
One Blow his Head did from the Trunk divide.
Swift fled the fore-skinn'd Army at the sight,
Vain, as their Boasts before, now was their Flight:
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Wading through Blood, and countless Thousands slew:
Scarce cou'd the Walls of Gath and Ekron shield
From their victorious Swords the Reliques of the Field.
| The history of The Old Testament In verse | |