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 LXXIV.
Lord Jesus, why dost thou retard
The grace thou lov'st to send,
And all thy pastoral regard
In kindling wrath suspend?
The grace thou lov'st to send,
And all thy pastoral regard
In kindling wrath suspend?
O think upon thy chosen seed,
Reproach'd and disesteem'd,
Which, as thy holy word decreed,
Thy precious blood redeem'd.
Reproach'd and disesteem'd,
Which, as thy holy word decreed,
Thy precious blood redeem'd.
O think upon Jehudah's race,
The tribe so much thine own,
And on fair Zion's special place,
Where thou hast fixt thy throne.
The tribe so much thine own,
And on fair Zion's special place,
Where thou hast fixt thy throne.
Prepare thy blessed feet, and come
With peace angelic shod,
And purge away the dross and scum,
That stain the house of God.
With peace angelic shod,
And purge away the dross and scum,
That stain the house of God.
Thy foes display their flags and boast,
That they thy battles fight,
And schismatics maintain their post
Amongst the sons of light.
That they thy battles fight,
And schismatics maintain their post
Amongst the sons of light.
The servile hand that hew'd the wood
From out the stately trees,
Was, in his place, ordain'd to good,
And shap'd his work to please.
From out the stately trees,
Was, in his place, ordain'd to good,
And shap'd his work to please.
But now these artizans untune
The musick that they made,
The carvers break each fair festoon,
And counteract their trade.
The musick that they made,
The carvers break each fair festoon,
And counteract their trade.
Nay more, they've carried force and fire
Against each shrine around;
And levell'd, in their godless ire,
Thy temple with the ground.
Against each shrine around;
And levell'd, in their godless ire,
Thy temple with the ground.
Yea, in their wishes they combine
That not a church should stand,
And thus incendiaries mine
The faith of all the land.
That not a church should stand,
And thus incendiaries mine
The faith of all the land.
No signs the wonted grace attest—
The services unsung;
And few to prophesy the best,
And learn each sacred tongue.
The services unsung;
And few to prophesy the best,
And learn each sacred tongue.
O God, how long shall traitor's sting,
And hiss with spite and guile,
And with th'establish'd church and king
Their Saviour Christ revile?
And hiss with spite and guile,
And with th'establish'd church and king
Their Saviour Christ revile?
Why dost thou our defence withdraw
At this so great alarm,
Nor keepest Antichrist in awe
By thine almighty arm?
At this so great alarm,
Nor keepest Antichrist in awe
By thine almighty arm?
For Christ, my king from long ago,
Is with me to this hour;
All hope above, and help below,
Are solely from his pow'r.
Is with me to this hour;
All hope above, and help below,
Are solely from his pow'r.
That pow'r astonish'd floods avow'd,
Dividing heap from heap;
Thou smote the dragons as they plough'd
The waters of the deep.
Dividing heap from heap;
Thou smote the dragons as they plough'd
The waters of the deep.
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The huge Leviathan was stunn'd
At that stupendous roar
Of billows, breaking to refund
The fishes on the shore.
At that stupendous roar
Of billows, breaking to refund
The fishes on the shore.
The living springs and streams profuse
Thy people to supply,
Thy mandate could from rocks educe,
And made the river dry.
Thy people to supply,
Thy mandate could from rocks educe,
And made the river dry.
The day is subject to thy rule,
The night to thy decree,
The blessed sunshine and the cool
Are made and chang'd by thee.
The night to thy decree,
The blessed sunshine and the cool
Are made and chang'd by thee.
Thou by thy wisdom hast ordain'd
The borders of the world,
And summer's genial heat maintain'd,
And wintry winds unfurl'd.
The borders of the world,
And summer's genial heat maintain'd,
And wintry winds unfurl'd.
Consider, Lord, how men blaspheme
The honour of thy name,
And fools, in their ambitious dream,
Have lost the sense of shame.
The honour of thy name,
And fools, in their ambitious dream,
Have lost the sense of shame.
Let not thy turtle-dove be sold,
To crowds and ruffian rage,
Nor from the prostrate poor withhold
Thy love for such an age!
To crowds and ruffian rage,
Nor from the prostrate poor withhold
Thy love for such an age!
Thy gracious covenant review,
For in this earth beneath
The worldlings dark designs pursue,
And fell revenge they breathe.
For in this earth beneath
The worldlings dark designs pursue,
And fell revenge they breathe.
Let not the simple man depart
Abash'd at fruitless pray'r;
But give the poor a joyful heart
Thy glory to declare.
Abash'd at fruitless pray'r;
But give the poor a joyful heart
Thy glory to declare.
Arise, O God, thy cause support,
Thine own eternal cause,
Reclaim the folly that in sport
Contemns thy name and laws.
Thine own eternal cause,
Reclaim the folly that in sport
Contemns thy name and laws.
O let thy words of comfort drown
The voice of rank excess,
And bring their gross presumption down
To worship and to bless.
The voice of rank excess,
And bring their gross presumption down
To worship and to bless.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |