Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PSALM 120, by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE


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PSALM 120, by                    
First Line: As to th' eternall often in anguishes
Last Line: Faster I find to the warr they arm them.


As to th'Eternall often in anguishes
Earst have I called never unanswered
Again I call, again I calling
Doubt not again to receive an answer
Lord ridd my soul from treasonous eloquence
Of filthy forgers craftily fraudulent
And from the tongue where lodg'd resideth
Poisned abuse ruin of beleivers
Thou that reposest vainly thy confidence
In wyly wronging say by thy forgery
What good to thee, what gain redoundeth
What benefit from a tongue deceitfull?
Though like an arrow strongly delivered
It deeply peirce though like to a Juniper
It coales do cast which quickly fired
Flame very hott, very hardly quenching.
Ah God, too long here I wander bannished
Too long abiding barbarous injury
With Kedor and with Mesec harbor'd
How? In a tent in a housles harbor
Too long alas, too long, have I dwelled here
With friendly Peaces furious Enemys
Who when to peace I seek to call them
Faster I find to the warr they arm them.





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