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== General Information == | == General Information == | ||
== Settings by composers == | |||
*[[Psalm 34 (Ulenberg) (Christoph Dalitz)|Christoph Dalitz]] SATB (German, metrical version by Caspar Ulenberg) | |||
*[[Awake and stand up (Michael East)|Michael East]] SSATTB (English, v. 23 only) | |||
*[[Arland (Samuel Holyoke)|Samuel Holyoke]] STB (English, metrical paraphrase by Isaac Watts, part 2) | |||
*[[Dilataverunt super me (Constantijn Huygens)|Constantijn Huygens]] S (vv. 21-22, Latin) | |||
*[[A prey to want, oppressed with wrong (Richard Sampson)|Richard Sampson]] SSB (English, metrical version by James Merrick) | |||
*[[Herr, hader mit den Hadern mein, SWV 132 (Heinrich Schütz)|Heinrich Schütz]] SATB (German, metrical version by Cornelius Becker) | |||
*[[Against all those that strive with me (Joseph Stephenson)|Joseph Stephenson]] SATB (English, metrical New Version) | |||
==Settings by composers (automatically updated)== | |||
{{TextPageList}}For settings of verses 9 and 18 only, see [[Anima mea exultabit in Domino]]. | |||
==Text and translations== | |||
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===[[Clementine Vulgate]] (Psalm 34)=== | |||
{{Text|Latin| | |||
{{Vs|1}} ''Ipsi David.'' Judica, Domine, nocentes me; | |||
expugna impugnantes me. | |||
{{Vs|2}} Apprehende arma et scutum, et exsurge in adjutorium mihi. | |||
{{Vs|3}} Effunde frameam, et conclude adversus eos qui persequuntur me; dic animae meae: | |||
Salus tua ego sum. | |||
{{Vs|4}} Confundantur et revereantur quaerentes animam meam; | |||
avertantur retrorsum et confundantur cogitantes mihi mala. | |||
{{Vs|5}} Fiant tamquam pulvis ante faciem venti, et angelus Domini coartans eos. | |||
{{Vs|6}} Fiat via illorum tenebrae et lubricum, et angelus Domini persequens eos. | |||
{{Vs|7}} Quoniam gratis absconderunt mihi interitum laquei sui; | |||
supervacue exprobraverunt animam meam. | |||
{{Vs|8}} Veniat illi laqueus quem ignorat, et captio quam abscondit apprehendat | |||
eum, et in laqueum cadat in ipsum. | |||
{{Vs|9}} Anima autem mea exsultabit in Domino, et delectabitur super salutari suo. | |||
{{Vs|10}} Omnia ossa mea dicent: Domine, quis similis tibi? eripiens inopem de manu fortiorum | |||
ejus; egenum et pauperem a diripientibus eum. | |||
{{Vs|11}} Surgentes testes iniqui, quae ignorabam interrogabant me. | |||
{{Vs|12}} Retribuebant mihi mala pro bonis, sterilitatem animae meae. | |||
{{Vs|13}} Ego autem, cum mihi molesti essent, induebar cilicio; humiliabam in jejunio animam meam, | |||
et oratio mea in sinu meo convertetur. | |||
{{Vs|14}} Quasi proximum et quasi fratrem nostrum sic conplacebam; | |||
quasi lugens et contristatus sic humiliabar. | |||
{{Vs|15}} Et adversum me laetati sunt, et convenerunt; congregata sunt super me flagella, et ignoravi. | |||
{{Vs|16}} Dissipati sunt, nec conpuncti; tentaverunt me, subsannaverunt me subsannatione; frenduerunt super me dentibus suis. | |||
{{Vs|17}} Domine, quando respicies? Restitue animam meam a malignitate eorum; a leonibus unicam meam. | |||
{{Vs|18}} Confitebor tibi in ecclesia magna; in populo gravi laudabo te. | |||
{{Vs|19}} Non supergaudeant mihi qui adversantur mihi inique, | |||
qui oderunt me gratis, et annuunt oculis. | |||
{{Vs|20}} Quoniam mihi quidem pacifice loquebantur; | |||
et in iracundia terrae loquentes, dolos cogitabant. | |||
{{Vs|21}} Et dilataverunt super me os suum; dixerunt: Euge, euge! viderunt oculi nostri. | |||
{{Vs|22}} Vidisti, Domine: ne sileas; Domine, ne discedas a me. | |||
{{Vs|23}} Exsurge et intende judicio meo, Deus meus; et Dominus meus, in causam meam. | |||
{{Vs|24}} Judica me secundum iustitiam tuam, Domine Deus meus, et non supergaudeant mihi. | |||
{{Vs|25}} Non dicant in cordibus suis: Euge, euge, animae nostrae; nec dicant: | |||
Devoravimus eum. | |||
{{Vs|26}} Erubescant et revereantur simul qui gratulantur malis meis; | |||
induantur confusione et reverentia qui magna loquuntur super me. | |||
{{Vs|27}} Exsultent et laetentur qui volunt justitiam meam; et dicant semper: | |||
Magnificetur Dominus, qui volunt pacem servi ejus. | |||
{{Vs|28}} Et lingua mea meditabitur justitiam tuam; tota die laudem tuam.}} | |||
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===Church of England 1662 ''Book of Common Prayer''=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
{{Vs|1}} Plead thou my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me: | |||
and fight thou against them that fight against me. | |||
{{Vs|2}} Lay hand upon the shield and buckler: and stand up to help me. | |||
{{Vs|3}} Bring forth the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, | |||
I am thy salvation. | |||
{{Vs|4}} Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seek after my soul: | |||
let them be turned back and brought to confusion, that imagine mischief for me. | |||
{{Vs|5}} Let them be as the dust before the wind: and the angel of the Lord scattering them. | |||
{{Vs|6}} Let their way be dark and slippery: and let the angel of the Lord persecute them. | |||
{{Vs|7}} For they have privily laid their net to destroy me without a cause: | |||
yea, even without a cause have they made a pit for my soul. | |||
{{Vs|8}} Let a sudden destruction come upon him unawares, and his net, that he hath laid privily, catch | |||
himself: that he may fall into his own mischief. | |||
{{Vs|9}} And, my soul, be joyful in the Lord: it shall rejoice in his salvation. | |||
{{Vs|10}} All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like unto thee, who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him: yea, the poor, and him that is in misery, from him that spoileth him? | |||
{{Vs|11}} False witnesses did rise up: they laid to my charge things that I knew not. | |||
{{Vs|12}} They rewarded me evil for good: to the great discomfort of my soul. | |||
{{Vs|13}} Nevertheless, when they were sick, I put on sackcloth, and humbled my soul with fasting: | |||
and my prayer shall turn into mine own bosom. | |||
{{Vs|14}} I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: | |||
I went heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother. | |||
{{Vs|15}} But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the very abjects came together against me unawares, making mouths at me, and ceased not. | |||
{{Vs|16}} With the flatterers were busy mockers: who gnashed upon me with their teeth. | |||
{{Vs|17}} Lord, how long wilt thou look upon this: O deliver my soul from the calamities which they bring on me, and my darling from the lions. | |||
{{Vs|18}} So will I give thee thanks in the great congregation: I will praise thee among much people. | |||
{{Vs|19}} O let not them that are mine enemies triumph over me ungodly: | |||
neither let them wink with their eyes that hate me without a cause. | |||
{{Vs|20}} And why? their communing is not for peace; | |||
but they imagine deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land. | |||
{{Vs|21}} They gaped upon me with their mouths, and said: Fie on thee, fie on thee, we saw it with our eyes. | |||
{{Vs|22}} This thou hast seen, O Lord: hold not thy tongue then, go not far from me, O Lord. | |||
{{Vs|23}} Awake, and stand up to judge my quarrel: avenge thou my cause, my God, and my Lord. | |||
{{Vs|24}} Judge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousness : and let them not triumph over me. | |||
{{Vs|25}} Let them not say in their hearts, There, there, so would we have it: neither let them say, | |||
We have devoured him. | |||
{{Vs|26}} Let them be put to confusion and shame together, that rejoice at my trouble: | |||
let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour, that boast themselves against me. | |||
{{Vs|27}} Let them be glad and rejoice, that favour my righteous dealing: yea, let them say alway, | |||
Blessed be the Lord, who hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant. | |||
{{Vs|28}} And as for my tongue, it shall be talking of thy righteousness: and of thy praise all the day long.}} | |||
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===Metrical 'Old Version' ([[John Hopkins]])=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
Lord, plead my cause against my foes, | |||
Confound their force and might, | |||
And take my part against all those | |||
That seek with me to fight. | |||
Lay hold upon the spear and shield, | |||
Thyself in armour dress; | |||
Stand up with me to fight the field, | |||
And help me from distress. | |||
Gird on thy sword, and stop the way, | |||
My enemies withstand; | |||
That thou unto my soul may'st say, | |||
I am thy help at hand. | |||
Confound them with rebuke and blame, | |||
That seek my soul to spill; | |||
Let them turn back and flee with shame, | |||
That think to work me ill. | |||
Let them disperse and flee abroad, | |||
As wind doth drive the dust; | |||
That so the angel of our God | |||
Their might away may thrust. | |||
Let all their ways be void of light, | |||
And slipp'ry, like to fall; | |||
And send thy angel with thy might | |||
To persecute them all. | |||
For why? Without my fault have they | |||
In secret set their gin, | |||
And digg'd a pit in my path-way, | |||
To take my soul therein. | |||
When they think least, and have no care, | |||
O Lord, destroy them all; | |||
Let them be caught in their own snare, | |||
And in their mischief fall. | |||
But let my soul, my heart, and voice, | |||
In God have joy and wealth; | |||
That in the Lord I may rejoice, | |||
And in his saving health: | |||
Then all my bones shall speak and say, | |||
(My parts shall all agree) | |||
O thou great God of heav'n and earth, | |||
What man is like to thee! | |||
''The Second Part'' | |||
Thou dost defend the weak from them | |||
That are both stout and strong | |||
And rid the poor from wicked men, | |||
That spoil and do them wrong. | |||
My cruel foes against me rise, | |||
To witness things untrue; | |||
And to accuse me they devise | |||
Of things I never knew. | |||
Where I to them did show good will, | |||
They quit me with disdain; | |||
That they should pay my good with ill, | |||
My soul doth sore complain. | |||
When they were sick I mourn'd therefore, | |||
Myself in sackcloth clad, | |||
With fasting I did faint full sore, | |||
And prayed with heart most sad: | |||
As they had been my brethren dear, | |||
I did myself behave, | |||
As one that mourneth heavily | |||
About his mother's grave: | |||
But they in my adversity | |||
Did gather in a rout; | |||
Yea, abject slaves reproachfully | |||
At me did mock and flout. | |||
The belly-gods and flatt'ring train, | |||
That all good things deride, | |||
At me did grin with great disdain, | |||
Turning their mouths aside. | |||
Lord, when wilt thou for me appear? | |||
Why dost thou stay and pause? | |||
O rid my soul, my darling dear, | |||
Out of these lions' claws: | |||
And when will I give thanks to thee | |||
Before the church always; | |||
And where most of the people be, | |||
There will I shew thy praise. | |||
Let not my foes prevail on me, | |||
Which hate me for no fault; | |||
Neither let them wink with their eyes, | |||
That causeless me assault. | |||
''The Third Part'' | |||
Of peace no word they think or say, | |||
Their talk is all untrue; | |||
They still consult how to betray | |||
All those that peace pursue. | |||
With open mouth they run at me, | |||
Their fury is like fire: | |||
Well, well, say they, our eye doth see | |||
The thing that we desire. | |||
But, Lord, thou seest what ways they take, | |||
And what they do intend; | |||
Be not far off, nor me forsake, | |||
But speedy help me send. | |||
Awake, arise, and stir abroad, | |||
Defend me in my right: | |||
Revenge my cause, O Lord my God, | |||
And aid me with thy might. | |||
According to thy righteousness, | |||
O Lord God, set me free; | |||
And let them not their price express, | |||
Nor triumph over me. | |||
Let not their hearts rejoice nor cry, | |||
E'en so we would it have; | |||
Nor give them cause to say on high, | |||
He's sunk into the grave. | |||
Confound them all that do rejoice, | |||
When they my trouble see; | |||
Let them be clothed with rebuke, | |||
That boast with scorn at me. | |||
But let them heartily rejoice, | |||
Who love my upright way; | |||
Let them all times with heart and voice | |||
Still praise the Lord, and say, | |||
Great is the Lord, and doth excel, | |||
And he doth much delight | |||
To see his servants prosper well, | |||
It is his pleasant sight. | |||
Wherefore my tongue I will apply, | |||
Thy righteousness to praise: | |||
To thee, O Lord my God, will I | |||
Give laud and thanks always.}} | |||
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===Metrical 'New Version' ([[Nahum Tate|Tate]]/[[Nicholas Brady|Brady]])=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
Against all those that strive with me, | |||
O Lord, assert my right; | |||
With such as war unjustly wage | |||
Do thou my battles fight. | |||
Thy buckler take, and bind thy shield | |||
Upon thy warlike arm; | |||
Stand up, my God, in my defence, | |||
And keep me safe from harm. | |||
Bring forth thy spear, and stop their course, | |||
That haste my blood to spill; | |||
Say to my soul, I am thy health, | |||
And will preserve thee still. | |||
Let them with shame be cover'd o'er, | |||
Who my destruction sought; | |||
And such as did my harm devise | |||
Be to confusion brought. | |||
Then shall they fly, dispers'd like chaff | |||
Before the driving wind; | |||
God's vengeful minister of wrath | |||
Shall follow close behind. | |||
And when through dark and slipp'ry ways | |||
They strive his rage to shun, | |||
His vengeful ministers of wrath | |||
Shall goad them as they run. | |||
Since, unprovoked by any wrong, | |||
They hid their treach'rous snare; | |||
And for my harmless soul a pit | |||
Did causelessly prepare: | |||
Surprised by mischiefs unforeseen, | |||
By their own arts betray'd; | |||
Their feet shall fall into the net | |||
Which they for me had laid. | |||
Whilst my glad soul shall God's great name | |||
For this deliv'rance bless, | |||
And, by his saving health secur'd, | |||
Its grateful joy express; | |||
My very bones shall say, O Lord, | |||
Who can compare with thee, | |||
Who sett'st the poor and helpless man | |||
From strong oppressors free? | |||
''The Second Part'' | |||
False witnesses, with forg'd complaints, | |||
Against my truth combin'd; | |||
And to my charge such things they laid | |||
As I had ne'er design'd. | |||
The good which I to them had done, | |||
With evil they repaid; | |||
And did, by malice undeserv'd, | |||
My harmless life invade. | |||
But as for me, when they were sick, | |||
I still in sackcloth mourn'd; | |||
I prayed and fasted, and my pray'r | |||
To my own breast return'd, | |||
Had they my friends or brethren been, | |||
I could have done no more, | |||
Nor with more decent signs of grief | |||
A mother's loss deplore. | |||
How diff'rent did their carriage prove | |||
In times of my distress; | |||
When they, in crowds together met, | |||
Did savage joy express. | |||
=== | The rabble too, in num'rous throngs, | ||
{{Text|English}} | By their example came, | ||
And ceas'd not, with reviling words, | |||
To wound my spotless fame. | |||
Scoffers, that noble tables haunt, | |||
And earn their bread with lies, | |||
Did gnash their teeth, and sland'ring jests | |||
Maliciously devise. | |||
But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on? | |||
On my behalf appear: | |||
And save my guiltless soul, which they, | |||
Like rav'ning beasts, would tear. | |||
''The Third Part'' | |||
So I, before the list'ning world, | |||
Shall grateful thanks express; | |||
And, where the great assembly meets, | |||
Thy name with praises bless. | |||
Lord, suffer not my causeless foes, | |||
Who me unjustly hate, | |||
With open joy, or secret signs, | |||
To mock my sad estate. | |||
For they, with hearts averse from peace, | |||
Industriously devise | |||
Against the men of quiet minds | |||
To forge malicious lies. | |||
Nor with these private arts content, | |||
Aloud they vent their spite; | |||
And say, At last we found him out, | |||
He did it in our sight, | |||
But thou, who dost both them and me | |||
With righteous eyes survey, | |||
Assert my innocence, O Lord, | |||
And keep not far away. | |||
Stir up thyself, in my behalf | |||
To judgment, Lord, awake; | |||
Thy righteous servant's cause, O God, | |||
To thy decision take. | |||
Lord, as my heart has upright been, | |||
Let me thy justice find; | |||
Nor let my cruel foes obtain | |||
The triumph they design'd. | |||
O let them not amongst themselves | |||
In blasting language say, | |||
At length our wishes are complete, | |||
At last he's made our prey. | |||
Let such as in my harm rejoic'd | |||
For shame their faces hide; | |||
And foul dishonour wait on those | |||
That proudly me defied: | |||
Whilst they with cheerful voices shout, | |||
Who my just cause befriend; | |||
And bless the Lord, who loves to make | |||
Success his saints attend. | |||
So shall my tongue thy judgments sing, | |||
Inspir'd with grateful joy; | |||
And cheerful hymns in praise of thee | |||
Shall all my days employ.}} | |||
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===Metrical version by [[James Merrick]]=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
Do thou, just God, my cause defend, | |||
O let thy pow'r its aid extend, | |||
And make my quarrel thine; my foes | |||
Let thy resistless pow'r oppose; | |||
Arise thy speediest help to yield, | |||
And reach the corslet, reach the shield, | |||
Grasp in thy hand the glitt'ring lance, | |||
And obvious in the breach advance; | |||
Say to my troubled soul; 'In me | |||
Thy strength and sure salvation see.' | |||
Let shame their glowing cheeks o'erspread, | |||
Whose ceaseless threats excite my dread, | |||
And let them, struck with wild affright, | |||
Inglorious backward urge their flight, | |||
Dispers'd, as chaff before the wind, | |||
Thy angel pressing close behind, | |||
Along the dark and slipp'ry way, | |||
Whose paths their stagg'ring steps betray, | |||
And from the arm ethereal find | |||
The vengeance to their guilt assign'd. | |||
Thou seest them, Lord, with causeless hate, | |||
Beside my path insidious wait, | |||
With causeless hate the pit prepare, | |||
And plant before my steps their snare. | |||
O let destruction's sudden stroke, | |||
While thus thy justice they provoke, | |||
Descend, vindictive, on their head; | |||
Fast in the net for me outspread | |||
Involv'd, let each repentant groan, | |||
And reap the mischiefs he has sown. | |||
But thou, my soul, with awful joy | |||
On God thy stedfast thought employ, | |||
And, his salvation taught to prove, | |||
Record the wonders of his love. | |||
Each bone whose strength supports my frame | |||
With grateful transport shall exclaim, | |||
Lord! Whom like thee shall mortals find, | |||
For ever just, for ever kind, | |||
Like thee prepar'd th'afflicted poor | |||
From stern oppression to secure. | |||
Thus poor and thus oppress'd with wrong | |||
Awhile was I: a hostile throng | |||
(Whose tongue to fraud has loos'd the reins, | |||
And lie with lie connected feigns) | |||
Against me urg'd, to scandal prone, | |||
The guilt my breast had never known, | |||
And left me helpless and forlorn | |||
The friendship ill repay'd to mourn, | |||
That, when affliction's weight they bare, | |||
Had taught my heart their woes to share: | |||
While sickness wrapt them in its chain, | |||
And fix'd them on the bed of pain, | |||
My heart, that no affection ow'd, | |||
With sympathizing pity glow'd. | |||
I knew their suff'rings to bewail, | |||
And sunk with grief, with fasting pale, | |||
To God, in sorrow's garb array'd, | |||
With humblest intercession pray'd, | |||
And found the pray'r their pride has spurn'd | |||
With blessings on my head return'd: | |||
Dissolv'd in tears, with languour worn, | |||
What misery my soul has borne! | |||
Nor friend for friend sincerer woes, | |||
Nor brother for a brother, knows; | |||
Nor feels the son his melting breast | |||
With deeper sense of grief impress'd, | |||
That grasps a dying mother's hand, | |||
And waits to take her last command, | |||
Or o'er her loss in secret pines, | |||
And wraps the sackcloth round his loins. | |||
Not such the pity shown to me: | |||
Ev'n abjects my abjection see | |||
With scornful gaze, as round me stand, | |||
In adverse league, a lawless band, | |||
These taught with well-dissembled art | |||
To veil the purpose of their heart, | |||
While those in open hate engage, | |||
And ceaseless vent their murth'rous rage, | |||
Now furious grind their teeth, and now | |||
Insulting aim the deathful blow. | |||
How long wilt thou, my God, how long | |||
With patient eye behold my wrong? | |||
How long shall I, with anguish torn, | |||
Thy face, my God, averted mourn? | |||
With vain and fruitless hope attend | |||
Till thou, my guardian and my friend, | |||
The lion's dreaded rage control, | |||
And rescue my deserted soul, | |||
That, 'mid th'assembled tribes, my tongue | |||
May raise to thee the thankful song? | |||
O let not my uninjur'd foes | |||
With speaking eye, amidst my woes, | |||
As round they stand in close array, | |||
The triumphs of their heart betray. | |||
Behold them, Lord, their arts address, | |||
The friends of peace and truth t'oppress, | |||
But chief my name with insults load: | |||
'Thou wretch abandon'd of thy God, | |||
In vain', they clamour, 'what our eyes | |||
Attest, thy conscious tongue denies.' | |||
My God, (for thou their rage hast seen,) | |||
With timeliest succour intervene, | |||
Nor silent long, Almighty Sire, | |||
Remain, nor distant far retire. | |||
Arise, thy saving pow'r disclose, | |||
And heal with pitying hand my woes; | |||
Awake, thy aiding strength excite, | |||
Awake, and vindicate my right; | |||
Let justice teach them, by thy stroke, | |||
Their frantic triumphs to revoke; | |||
Let not their heart, its wish complete, | |||
With secret joy transported beat, | |||
Or boasting hail th'expected hour, | |||
That gives me to the murth'rer's pow'r; | |||
But back my threaten'd life demand | |||
From stern opression's iron hand: | |||
Let all who make my grief their scorn | |||
Their blasted hopes astonish'd mourn; | |||
Let stern rebuke and foul disgrace | |||
With shame perpetual clothe their face, | |||
Lo, nigh me rang'd, with thankful voice | |||
The friends of innocence rejoice, | |||
And 'Blest,' they cry, 'be Jacob's Lord, | |||
The God by heav'n and earth ador'd, | |||
Who joys his servant's cause to plead, | |||
And crowns with peace his favour'd head.' | |||
While, loudest in the choir, my tongue | |||
To notes of praise shall tune its song, | |||
And pleas'd through each revolving day | |||
Thy justice, mightiest Lord, display.}} | |||
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===Metrical paraphrases by [[Isaac Watts]]=== | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
FIRST PART (verses 1-9) | |||
''Prayer and faith of persecuted saints; or, Imprecations mix'd with charity.'' | |||
{{Vs|1}} Now plead my cause, Almighty God, | |||
With all the sons of strife; | |||
And fight against the men of blood, | |||
Who fight against my life. | |||
{{Vs|2}} Draw out thy spear and stop their way, | |||
Lift thine avenging rod; | |||
But to my soul in mercy say, | |||
"I am thy Saviour-God!" | |||
{{Vs|3}} They plant their snares to catch my feet, | |||
And nets of mischief spread; | |||
Plunge the destroyers in the pit | |||
That their own hands have made. | |||
{{Vs|4}} Let fogs and darkness hide their way, | |||
And slipp'ry be their ground; | |||
Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey, | |||
And all their rage confound. | |||
{{Vs|5}} They fly like chaff before the wind, | |||
Before thine angry breath; | |||
The angel of the Lord behind | |||
Pursues them down to death. | |||
{{Vs|6}} They love the road that leads to hell; | |||
Then let the rebels die, | |||
Whose malice is implacable | |||
Against the Lord on high. | |||
{{Vs|7}} But if thou hast a chosen few | |||
Amongst that impious race; | |||
Divide them from the bloody crew, | |||
By thy surprising grace. | |||
{{Vs|8}} Then will I raise my tuneful voice, | |||
To make thy wonders known; | |||
In their salvation I'll rejoice, | |||
And bless thee for my own.}} | |||
{{Mdl|3}} | |||
{{Text|English| | |||
SECOND PART (verses 12-14) | |||
''Love to enemies; or, The love of Christ to sinners typify'd in David.'' | |||
{{Vs|1}} Behold the love, the gen'rous love, | |||
That holy ''David'' shows; | |||
Hark, how his sounding bowels move | |||
To his afflicted foes! | |||
{{ | {{Vs|2}} When they are sick his soul complains, | ||
And seems to feel the smart; | |||
The spirit of the gospel reigns, | |||
And melts his pious heart. | |||
{{Vs|3}} How did his flowing tears condole | |||
{{ | As for a brother dead! | ||
And fasting mortified his soul, | |||
While for their life he pray'd. | |||
{{Vs|4}} They groaned, and curst him on their bed, | |||
Yet still he pleads and mourns; | |||
And double blessings on his head | |||
The righteous God returns. | |||
{{Vs|5}} O glorious type of heav'nly grace! | |||
Thus ''Christ'' the Lord appears; | |||
While sinners curse, the Savior prays, | |||
And pities them with tears. | |||
{{Vs|6}} He, the true ''David'', ''Israel'''s King, | |||
Blest and belov'd of God, | |||
To save us rebels dead in sin, | |||
Paid his own dearest blood.}} | |||
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Latest revision as of 13:49, 15 March 2024
Table of Psalms << Psalm 35 >> | ||||||||||||||
General Information
Settings by composers
- Christoph Dalitz SATB (German, metrical version by Caspar Ulenberg)
- Michael East SSATTB (English, v. 23 only)
- Samuel Holyoke STB (English, metrical paraphrase by Isaac Watts, part 2)
- Constantijn Huygens S (vv. 21-22, Latin)
- Richard Sampson SSB (English, metrical version by James Merrick)
- Heinrich Schütz SATB (German, metrical version by Cornelius Becker)
- Joseph Stephenson SATB (English, metrical New Version)
Settings by composers (automatically updated)
- Michael East — Awake and stand up English SSATTB
- Samuel Holyoke — Arland English STB
- Constantijn Huygens — Dilataverunt super me Latin S
- Heinrich Schütz — Herr, hader mit den Hadern mein, SWV 132 German SATB
- Joseph Stephenson — Against all those that strive with me English SATB
For settings of verses 9 and 18 only, see Anima mea exultabit in Domino.
Text and translations
Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 34)Latin text1 Ipsi David. Judica, Domine, nocentes me; |
Church of England 1662 Book of Common PrayerEnglish text1 Plead thou my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me: |
Metrical 'Old Version' (John Hopkins)English textLord, plead my cause against my foes, |
Metrical 'New Version' (Tate/Brady)English textAgainst all those that strive with me, |
Metrical version by James MerrickEnglish textDo thou, just God, my cause defend, |
Metrical paraphrases by Isaac WattsEnglish textFIRST PART (verses 1-9) |
English text SECOND PART (verses 12-14) |