The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Book of Psalms
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Psalm 72
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(A psalm. Of Asaph.)
What bounty God shews, what divine bounty, to the upright, to the pure of heart!
What bounty God shews, what divine bounty, to the upright, to the pure of heart!
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Yet I was near losing my foothold, felt the ground sink under my steps,
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such heart-burning had I at seeing the good fortune of sinners that defy his law;
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for them, never a pang; healthy and sleek their bodies shew.
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Not for these to share man’s common lot of trouble; the plagues which afflict human kind still pass them by.
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No wonder if pride clings to them like a necklace, if they flaunt, like fine clothes, their wrong-doing.
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From those pampered hearts what malice proceeds, what vile schemes are hatched!
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Ever jeering, ever talking maliciously, throned on high they preach injustice;
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their clamour reaches heaven, and their false tales win currency on earth.
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Enviously the men of my own race look on, to see them draining life’s cup to the full;
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Can God, they ask, be aware of this? Does the most High know of all that passes?
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Look at these sinners, how they live at peace, how they rise to greatness!
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Why then, thought I, it is to no purpose that I have kept my heart true, and washed my hands clean in pureness of living;
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still, all the while, I am plagued for it, and no morning comes but my scourging is renewed.
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Was I to share their thoughts? Nay, that were to put the whole company of thy children in the wrong.
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I set myself to read the riddle, but it proved a hard search,
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until I betook myself to God’s sanctuary, and considered, there, what becomes of such men at last.
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The truth is, thou art making a slippery path for their feet, ready to plunge them in ruin;
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in a moment they are fallen, in a storm of terrors vanished and gone.
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And thou, Lord, dost rise up and brush aside all their imaginings, as a waking man his dream.
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What if my mind was full of bitterness, what if I was pierced to the heart?
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I was all dumbness, I was all ignorance,
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standing there like a brute beast in thy presence. Yet ever thou art at my side,
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ever holdest me by my right hand. Thine to guide me with thy counsel, thine to welcome me into glory at last.
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What else does heaven hold for me, but thyself? What charm for me has earth, here at thy side?
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What though flesh of mine, heart of mine, should waste away? Still God will be my heart’s stronghold, eternally my inheritance.
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Lost those others may be, who desert thy cause, lost are all those who break their troth with thee;
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I know no other content but clinging to God, putting my trust in the Lord, my Master; within the gates of royal Sion I will be the herald of thy praise.
