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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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PSALM XXXV.

O my God, my cause espousing,
From mine enemies protect;
On my side thy might arousing,
Let their insolence be checkt.
Take the weapon of the spirit
Faith's invulnerable shield,
Rear the standard of thy merit,
And assist me in the field.
Couch thy spear, and stand to parry
Every lance opposers send;
Say thy suit shall not miscarry,
I thy Saviour am thy friend.
Let their efforts be diverted,
Hunting souls and finding shame,
And their schemes be disconcerted,
Which at me direct their aim.
To the wind the dust condenses,
Settles when the skies are clear;
Thus let them and their offences
At thy bidding disappear.
To the thorny way, that narrows
Into final comfort, lead;
And let vengeance sheathe its arrows,
As they on their travel speed;

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That no more, by dark combining,
They their secret nets may lay;
Nor by falshood undermining,
Me without a cause betray.
Let no violent perdition
Come upon them unaware;
Let them scape by true contrition
Every terror, every snare.
And my soul with exultation,
Shall the Lord in truth profess;
And rejoice in his salvation,
Who delights to bear and bless.
All my frame shall sing in rapture,
Who, like God, shall things adjust,
When the poor is made the capture
Of the man of lawless lust?
By false witnesses convicted
That against me were suborn'd,
I was punish'd and afflicted
For the very things I scorn'd.
For good offices, ungrateful,
They could evil things return,
In despite of kindness hateful
To my sorrowing soul's concern.
Yet when they were sick and ailing,
I was clad in weeds of woe;
But my service unavailing,
Shall into my bosom flow.
I behav'd as for a brother,
Or a dear familiar friend,
As one mourning for his mother
Just approaching to her end.
But in my distress they jested,
Yea the very abjects met,
Making mouths, my peace infested
Without ceasing or regret.
Fawning gluttons, in conjunction
With the mimicking buffoon,
Gnash their teeth without compunction,
And my miseries importune.
How long will my Saviour leave me
To the mercy of such men;
O from lions fierce reprieve me,
And my darling from the den.
So with thanks thy Godhead greeting,
In thy church I will adore;
And frequent the gen'ral meeting,
There my praises to restore.
O! let not my foes exulting,
In defiance of thy laws,
And with nods and winks insulting,
Bear me down without a cause.
For the scope of their communing
Is not insolence to curb;
But their tongue with treach'ry tuning,
They the publick peace disturb.
With distended mows censorious,
Every rank offender cries,
Fie upon thy crimes notorious,
We have seen them with our eyes.
All their impudent behaviour,
Thou, O God, from heav'n hast view'd;
Be not silent, O my Saviour,
Nor my just complaint exclude.
Rise, O Lord my God, attending
To the drift of this dispute,
And my righteous cause defending,
All mine enemies refute.
Judge me, O my God, to spare me,
As thy mercy is for all;
Let not clamour overbear me,
Nor exult upon my fall.
“All that we surmise has follow'd,”
Let them not with triumph boast,
“His remains the gulph has swallowed,
“He has given up the ghost.”
Make them blush with shame ingenuous,
Which at my distress rejoice;
Who against the truth are strenuous,
Give them grace to hear her voice.

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Let them say, which like the measure,
That in charity I deal;
Blessed be the Lord, whose pleasure
Is his servant's bliss to seal.
As for me in heavenly phrases
I will harmonize my tongue,
Day by day Jehovah's praises
Shall in sweeter notes be sung.