Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PSALM 74, by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE First Line: O god, why hast thou thus Last Line: Which more and more to heaven grow | ||||||||
O God why hast Thou thus Repuls'd and scatterd us Shall now Thy wrath no limits hold? But ever smoake and burn Till it to ashes turn The chosen flock of Thy deare fold Ah! Think with milder thought On them whom Thou hast bought And purchased from endless dayes Think of Thy Birth right lott Of Sion, on whose plott Thy Sacred House supported stayes. Come Lord, O come with speed This Sacrilegious Seed Root quickly out and headlong cast All that Thy Holy Place Did late adorn and grace Their hatefull hands have quite defac't Their beastly trumpets roare Where heavnly notes before In prayses of Thy might did flow Within Thy Temple they Their Ensigns eft display Their Ensigns which their conquest show. As men with ax on arme To some thick Forrest swarm To lopp the Trees which stately stand They to Thy Temple flock And spoyling cutt and knock The curious works of carving hand. Thy Most, most Holy Place The greedy Flames do eate And have such ruthlesse ruins wrought That all Thy house is ras't So ras't and so defac't That of that all remaineth nought Nay they resolved are We all alike shall fare All of One Cruel Cupp shall taste For not one house doth stand Of God in all the land But they by Fire have laid it waste We see the Signs no more We wont to see before Nor any now with Spirit Divine Among us more is found Who can to us expound What term these Dolors shall define How long, O God, how long Wilt Thou winck at the wrong Of Thy reviling railing Foe? Shall he that hates Thy Name And hated paints with shame Lo, Lo, and do for ever so? Woe us, what is the Cause Thy hand his help withdrawes? That Thy right hand farr from us keeps? Ah let it once arise To plague Thyne Enemys Which now embosom'd idly sleeps. Thou art my God I know My King who long ago Didst undertake the Charge of me And in my hard distresse Didst work me such release That all the earth did wondring see Thou by Thy might didst make That Seas in Sunder brake And dreadfull Dragons which before In Deep, or Swam or crauld Such mortall stroakes appal'd They floted dead to every shoare. Thou crush'st that monsters head Whom other Monsters dread And so his fishy flesh didst frame To serve as pleasing food To all the ravning brood Who had the Desert for their Dame Thou wondrously didst cause Repealing Natures Lawes From thirsty flint a ffountain flow And of the Rivers cleere The sandy bedds appeare So dry Thou madest their channels grow The day array'd in light The shaddow clothed night Were made, and are maintained by Thee The sun and sunlike rayes The bounds of nights and dayes Thy workmanship no lesse they be. To Thee the Earth doth Owe That Earth in Sea doth grow And Sea doth Earth from drowning spare The Summers corny crown The Winters Frosty gown Naught but Thy badg, Thy Livery are. Thou then still One The same Think how Thy glorious Name These brain-sick mens despights hath born How abject Enemys The Lord of highest skyes With cursed taunting tongues have torn. Ah! Give no hawk the power Thy Turtle to devoure Which sighs to Thee with mourning moanes Nor utterly out rase From tables of Thy grace The flock of Thy afflicted ones But call Thy league to mind For horror all doth blind No light doth in the Land remain Rape, murder violence Each outrage, each offence Each where doth range, and rage, and reign. Enough, enough We mourn Let us no more return Repuls'd with blame, and shame from Thee But succour us opprest And give the troubled rest That of Thy Praise their songs may be Rise God, plead Thyn own Case Forget not what disgrace Those Fooles on Thee each day bestow Forget not with what cryes Thy Foes against Thee rise Which more and more to heaven grow | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 121 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 136 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 139 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 8. MAN'S PLACE IN CREATION by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE DEBORAH: THE SONG OF DEBORAH by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ECCLESIASTES by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ECCLESIASTES: THE LIGHT IS SWEET by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ELIJAH AND THE PRIESTS OF BAAL: IN A TIME OF FAMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE EXODUS 15. SONG OF ISRAEL FOR THE OVERTHROW OF EGYPT IN THE RED SEA by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |
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