Paraphrase on the Psalms of David - Psalm 120
D ISTRESS'D , and in my mind dismay'd,
When destitute of human aid,
To Thee successfully I pray'd.
Lord, shield me from the fraudulent,
From those that are on malice bent,
Who envious calumnies invent.
O thou false tongue, steep'd in the gall
Of serpents! what reward for all
Thy mischief shall to thee befall?
Like arrows shot from Parthian strings,
Fir'd juniper, and scorpions' stings,
Such art thou, O thou worst of things!
Woe's me, that I from Israel
Exiled, must in Mesech dwell,
And in the tents of Ismael!
O how long shall I live with those
Whose savage minds sweet peace oppose,
Where fury by dissuasion grows?
When destitute of human aid,
To Thee successfully I pray'd.
Lord, shield me from the fraudulent,
From those that are on malice bent,
Who envious calumnies invent.
O thou false tongue, steep'd in the gall
Of serpents! what reward for all
Thy mischief shall to thee befall?
Like arrows shot from Parthian strings,
Fir'd juniper, and scorpions' stings,
Such art thou, O thou worst of things!
Woe's me, that I from Israel
Exiled, must in Mesech dwell,
And in the tents of Ismael!
O how long shall I live with those
Whose savage minds sweet peace oppose,
Where fury by dissuasion grows?
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