A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version To which is added, a Number of hymns |
 |
Psalm LII. Long Metre. The folly of self-dependence. |
|
|
 | A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version |  |
Psalm LII. Long Metre. The folly of self-dependence.
1
Why should the haughty hero boast,His vengeful arm, his warlike host,
While blood defiles his cruel hand,
And desolation wastes the land.
2
He joys to hear the captive's cry,The widow's groan, the orphan's sigh;
And when the wearied sword would spare,
His falsehood spreads the fatal snare.
3
He triumphs in the deeds of wrong,And arms with rage his impious tongue,
With pride proclaims his dreadful power,
And bids the trembling world adore
4
But God beholds, and with a frown,Casts to the dust his honours down:
The righteous freed, their hopes recal,
And hail the proud oppressor's fall.
5
How low th'insulting tyrant lies,Who dared th'eternrl Power despise;
And vainly deem'd with envious joy,
His arm almighty to destroy.
6
We praise the Lord, who heard our cries,And sent salvation from the skies;
The saints, who saw our mournful days,
Shall join our grateful songs of praise.
| A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version | |