110 A TRANSLATION OF CERTAIN PSALMS. 



Alas, said we, who can once force a frame 

 His grieved and oppressed heart to sing 

 The praises of Jehovah s glorious name, 

 In banishment, under a foreign king ? 

 In Sion is his seat and dwelling place, 

 Thence doth he shew the brightness of his face. 



Jerusalem, where God his throne hath set, 



Shall any hour absent thee from my mind ? 

 Then let my right-hand quite her skill forget, 

 Then let my voice and words no passage find ; 

 Nay, if I do not thee prefer in all, 

 That in the compass of my thoughts can fall. 



Remember thou, O Lord, the cruel cry 



Of Edom s children, which did ring and sound, 

 Inciting the Chaldean s cruelty, 



&quot;Down with it,down with it,even unto theground.&quot; 

 In that good day repay it unto them, 

 When thou shalt visit thy Jerusalem. 



And thou, O Babylon, shalt have thy turn 



By just revenge, and happy shall he be, 

 That thy proud walls and tow rs shall waste and burn, 

 And as thou didst by us, so do by thee. 



Yea, happy he, that takes thy children s bones, 

 And dasheth them against the pavement stones. 



