1. Do ye speak righteousness, indeed,
While ye confederate sit?
Or is, ye sons of earthly men,
Your judgment just, and fit?
2. Yea, rather foul, malicious deeds,
Your wicked heart intends;
Thus swayed, you openly weigh out
The violence of your hands.
3. Degenerate race! that, from the womb,
Strangers to virtue, rise;
As soon as born, they go astray,
And give themselves to lies.
4. Their words, like serpent's poison, wound;
Deaf asps, they stop their ear;
5. The charmer's wisest charms are vain,
They'll no instruction hear.
6. O God, their mouth, so used to blood,
Of their sharp teeth disarm;
Break the young lion's teeth, O Lord,
Nor leave them power to harm.
7. Let them dissolve as mounts of snow
Away, whose waters soak;
May all his arrows when he brings
Them to his bow, be broke.
8. As slimy snails which melt away,
So may they wade each one;
Like an untimely birth that dies
And never sees the sun.
9. Quicker than thorns can seeth the pot,
He'll seize on them alive;
In his hot wrath away them chase,
And with a whirlwind drive.
10. Such righteous vengeance will excite,
The triumphs of the good;
Who, victors o'er such wicked men,
Shall wash their feet in blood.
11. Then men shall say, "sure for the just,
There is a kind reward;
Sure, there's a God, who judgeth right,
And doth the earth regard."
John Barnard, born in Boston, Nov. 6, 1681; in 1752 made a version of psalms with the music; settled at Marblehead; introduced new music ther; died Jan 14, 1770, aged 89.
A Dictionary of Musical Information by John W. Moore, Boston: Oliver, Ditson & Company, 1876
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