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 XXVIII.
To thee I pour my wailings out,
O Lord, my strength and my redoubt,
Nor my petition scorn;
Nor make as tho' thou hearest not,
Lest I be liken'd in my lot,
To men of hope forlorn.
O Lord, my strength and my redoubt,
Nor my petition scorn;
Nor make as tho' thou hearest not,
Lest I be liken'd in my lot,
To men of hope forlorn.
Hear thou the language of my woe,
When to thy holy shrine I go
In meekness and in pray'r;
And as I lift my hands on high
Towards thy mercy-seat, reply
To my confession there.
When to thy holy shrine I go
In meekness and in pray'r;
And as I lift my hands on high
Towards thy mercy-seat, reply
To my confession there.
O pluck me not in wrath away
With godless men, that disobey
Thy laws so much profest;
Who with their neighbours mildly treat,
But cherish mischief and deceit
Within a treach'rous breast.
With godless men, that disobey
Thy laws so much profest;
Who with their neighbours mildly treat,
But cherish mischief and deceit
Within a treach'rous breast.
Yet do not thou, O Lord, requite
My foes according to their spite,
But bless them to repent;
Nor give the sinners like for like,
The measure they for others strike,
And frauds that they invent.
My foes according to their spite,
But bless them to repent;
Nor give the sinners like for like,
The measure they for others strike,
And frauds that they invent.
Retaliate not their mighty wrongs,
Nor recompense them as belongs
To these their works malign;
The wages of their sin remit,
And keep their souls from out the pit,
Which they for others mine.
Nor recompense them as belongs
To these their works malign;
The wages of their sin remit,
And keep their souls from out the pit,
Which they for others mine.
Tho' they regard not in their mind,
The works omniscient love design'd,
And hands almighty skill'd,
Yet may they for their crimes atone,
And all on Christ the corner-stone
In clemency rebuild.
The works omniscient love design'd,
And hands almighty skill'd,
Yet may they for their crimes atone,
And all on Christ the corner-stone
In clemency rebuild.
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The Lord with adoration hail,
For he has made my pray'r prevail,
As I from wrath abstain;
And my humility succeeds,
And that request which pity pleads,
I from his mercy gain.
For he has made my pray'r prevail,
As I from wrath abstain;
And my humility succeeds,
And that request which pity pleads,
I from his mercy gain.
God is my courage and my shield,
And to his name I have appeal'd,
And trusted in his aid;
Wherefore my heart with gladness springs,
While to his praise with voice and strings
The sweet oblation's paid.
And to his name I have appeal'd,
And trusted in his aid;
Wherefore my heart with gladness springs,
While to his praise with voice and strings
The sweet oblation's paid.
God is my fortress and ally,
In whose strong prowess I defy
The sword and pointed shaft;
And all salvation and defence
Is from him, and for innocence,
To frustrate force and craft.
In whose strong prowess I defy
The sword and pointed shaft;
And all salvation and defence
Is from him, and for innocence,
To frustrate force and craft.
O save thy people and enlarge,
The flock of thy peculiar charge
From all the bonds of sin;
Feed them and in thy pasture place,
And grant them thine especial grace,
The topmost height to win.
The flock of thy peculiar charge
From all the bonds of sin;
Feed them and in thy pasture place,
And grant them thine especial grace,
The topmost height to win.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |