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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 XCI.

He that dwells beneath the cover
Of his blessed Saviour's wings,
Shall abide where cherubs hover,
Praising Christ, the king of kings.
I will hope for my admission,
Thro' the Lord, amongst the just;
Thou, O God, art my munition,
And the strength to which I trust.
For he shall thy soul deliver
From the hunter's secret snare;
And from death's determin'd quiver
In the pestilential air.
He beneath his wings shall hide thee,
To his downy bosom press'd;
Faith, the shield he shall provide thee,
Truth, the corslet of thy breast.
Thou shalt walk by night, defying
Damp and darkness, and dismay;
And the darts of envy flying
Thickest in the blaze of day.
Thou shalt scape the blasts contagious,
Ambush'd in the moonless night;
And the pestilence outrageous,
Rife in the meridian light.
Thousands, and ten thousands by thee
At the common blow shall fall;
But the stroke shall not come nigh thee,
Nor alarm thy life at all.
Yea, thine eyes shall see the terror
Of th'ungodly in distress,
The reward of wilful error,
Death and dread beyond redress.
For in Christ is expectation
That to peace I shall go hence;
On a glorious elevation
Stands thy fortress of defence.
No disasters shall undo thee,
With thy house it shall be well;
Nor shall any plague pursue thee,
But thou shalt in safety dwell.
For to guard thy life precarious,
He th'angelic host shall send;
And thro' dangers great and various
They thy travel shall attend.
With thy wings they shall surround thee,
In their arms they shall sustain,
Lest a stumbling stone should wound thee,
And delusion be thy bane.
Adders shall be void of danger,
Lions shall their fierceness loose;
Thou the dragon in thy manger
With thine infant heel shall bruise.
Since upon his heav'nly Father
He has set his love divine;
I will raise his name the rather
As he has acknowledg'd mine.
He shall call, and I will hear him,
And be with his low estate;
From his troubles I will clear him,
And his honour shall be great.

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He shall know no dissolution,
But shall have th'immortal prize;
And from pain and persecution
To the joys of heav'n arise.