« AnteriorContinuar »
REShebe mi to watch in'arel my ways,
17 And, with continual grief oppress'd,
To sink I now begin ;
To thee bewail my sin,
Their strength and vigour boast;
Are grown a dreadful host.
My kindness with despite ;
I choose the path that's right.
Nor far from me depart;
I kept my ;
The wicked prosp'rous saw.
And did my tongue refrain
Increas'd my inward pain.
And no repose could take;
And thus at length I spake :
How soon my life will erd:
Which this frail state attend.
A cypher sums my years ;
But vanity appears.
With fruitless cares oppress'di
By whom 'twill be possess'd.
With anxious cares attend?
Shall ever, Lord, depend.
8, 9 Forgive my sins nor let me scorn'd
By foolish sinners be ;
Because 'twas done by thee.
In mercy soon remove ;
The heavy load should prove.
Thou mak'st his beauty fade,
By fretting moths decay'd.
And listen to my pray'r,
As all my fathers were.
My wasted strength restore,
Till he vouchsaf'd a kind reply ;
And heard from heav'o my humble cry. 2 He took me from the dismal pit,
When founder'd deep in miry clay ;
And suffer'd not my steps to stray. 3 The wonders he for me has wrought
Shall fill my mouth with songs of praise ;
To hopes of like deliv’rance raisc. 4 For blessings shall that man reward,
Who on th' Almighty Lord relies ;
And hates the hypocrite's disguise. 5 Who can the wondrous works recount
Which thou, O God, hast for us wrought? The treasures of thy love surmount
The pow'r of numbers, speech and thought.. 6 I've learnt that thou hast not desir'd
Off'rings and sacrifice alone;
For man's transgression to atone,
7 I therefore come-come to fulfil
The oracles thy books impart;
Thy truth and righteousness at large;
From utt'ring what thou gav'st in charge : 10 Nor kept within my breast confin’d
Thy faithfulness and saving grace ;
That all might that, and truth, embrace. 11 Then let those mercics I declar'd
To others, Lord, extend to me;
T'hy truth my safe protection be. 12 For I with troubles am distress'd,
Too numberless for me to bear ;
That plunge and sink me to despair.
The hairs of this afflicted head ;
For never was more pressing need ;
And add to that deliv’rance speed. 14 Confusion on their heads return,
Who to destroy my soul combine ;
Eusnar'd in their own vile design. 15 Their doom let desolation be,
With shame their malice be repaid,
And sport of my afħiction made.
To joyful triumphs shall be rais'd ;
With me resound, the Lord be prais’d.
17 Thus, wretched though I am and poor',
Of me th’ Almighty Lord takes care :
Relieves the poor distress'd !
The Lord shall give him rest. 2 The Lord his life, with blessings crown'dg.
In safety shall prolong ;
That seek to do him wrong. 3 If he in languishing estate,
Oppress'd with sickness lie;
And inward strength supply. 4 Secure of this, to thee, my God,
I thus my pray’r address'd ; “ Lord, for thy mercy,
my soul, “Though I have much transgress'd." 3- My cruel foes, with sland'rous words,
Attempt to wound my fame ; 6 When shall he die," say they," and men
“ Forget his very name ?"
'Tis all but empty show ;
And vent it wbere they go.
To hurt me they devise :
“ He's fall'n no more to rise."
On whom I most rely'd,
With open scorn dely’d.
In mercy, Lord, regard ;
May meet their just reward.
Is open, when I call;
To triumph in my fall.
12 Thy tender care secures my life
From danger and disgrace ;
Before thy glorious face.
From age to age be bless'd ;
When heated in the chase;
And thy refreshing grace.
My thirsty soul doth pine ;
Thou Majesty Divine ?
Insulting foes upbraid ; « Deluded wretch! where's now thy God?'
And where his promis'd aid ?"
Those happy days present,
Thy temple did frequent.
My solemn vows to pay,
That kept the festal day.
Trust God; who will employ
To thankful hymns of joy:
On thee and Sion still ;
And Mizar's humbler hill. 7 One trouble calls another on,
And gath'ring o'er my head,
A roaring sea is spread.
Has once dispell'd this storm,
And all my vows perform,