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 LXV.
To thee, O God, on Zion's hill,
Shall praise and adoration bow,
And Salem's dome thy saints shall fill
To pay their daily vow.
Shall praise and adoration bow,
And Salem's dome thy saints shall fill
To pay their daily vow.
Thou, whose paternal ears receive
The contrite sinners as they kneel,
In thee shall all mankind believe,
And to thy love appeal.
The contrite sinners as they kneel,
In thee shall all mankind believe,
And to thy love appeal.
Thro' rooted vice my spirits fail,
Which o'er my heart an empire wins,
O let thy mercy countervail
To cover all our sins.
Which o'er my heart an empire wins,
O let thy mercy countervail
To cover all our sins.
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The man is blest thou hast ordain'd,
Which from the pulpit feeds thy sheep;
In sweet serenity sustain'd
Thy treasures he shall keep.
Which from the pulpit feeds thy sheep;
In sweet serenity sustain'd
Thy treasures he shall keep.
The Lord our Saviour shall disclose,
His wond'rous truths till all applaud;
Thou hope of utmost earth and those
That plough the briny broad.
His wond'rous truths till all applaud;
Thou hope of utmost earth and those
That plough the briny broad.
The mighty mountains of the earth
His hands upon their bases found;
For unresisted pow'r's the girth
With which his loins are bound.
His hands upon their bases found;
For unresisted pow'r's the girth
With which his loins are bound.
At his command the waves asswage,
The roaring seas are peace enjoin'd,
And clamours of the crowd, that rage
With every shifting wind.
The roaring seas are peace enjoin'd,
And clamours of the crowd, that rage
With every shifting wind.
To those that dwell in climes afar,
Thy dispensations dread excite,
Which mak'st the morn and evening star
To praise thy purer light.
Thy dispensations dread excite,
Which mak'st the morn and evening star
To praise thy purer light.
Thy gracious visitation cheers,
And blesses all the genial soil;
The rising wealth of fruitful years
Repays the workman's toil.
And blesses all the genial soil;
The rising wealth of fruitful years
Repays the workman's toil.
The stream by God's direction glides,
To yield abundance in its course;
Thro' thee the season'd corn provides
An annual due resource.
To yield abundance in its course;
Thro' thee the season'd corn provides
An annual due resource.
Each ridge and furrow of the field
Is water'd by the dew of God;
The blessed rains their nurture yield
In every soften'd clod.
Is water'd by the dew of God;
The blessed rains their nurture yield
In every soften'd clod.
The years, by thy good hand renew'd,
Are to their consummation led;
Thy clouds etherial richness brood,
And from their chambers shed.
Are to their consummation led;
Thy clouds etherial richness brood,
And from their chambers shed.
They shall in mild profusion show'r
Their drops upon the tented green,
The little hills, which trees embow'r,
Shall gladden all the scene.
Their drops upon the tented green,
The little hills, which trees embow'r,
Shall gladden all the scene.
The thriving sheep the folds shall throng,
Rank ears the golden valley grace;
To call forth laughter and a song
From nature's voice and face.
Rank ears the golden valley grace;
To call forth laughter and a song
From nature's voice and face.
| A translation of the psalms of David | |