"Thro' rooted vice my spirits fail, / Which o'er my heart an empire wins, / O let thy mercy countervail / To cover all our sins."
Psalm LXV. [from From A Translation of the Psalms of David]
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1765).<br>
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Text from <u>The Poems of the Late Christopher Smart ... Consisting of His Prize Poems, Odes, Sonnets, and Fables, Latin and English Translations: Together With Many Original Compositions, Not Included in the Quarto Edition. To Which Is Prefixed, an Account of His Life and Writings, Never Before Published.</u> 2 vols. (London: Printed and Sold by Smart and Cowslade; and sold by F. Power and Co., 1791).<br>
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See also <u>A Translation of the Psalms of David, Attempted in the Spirit of Christianity, and Adapted to the Divine Service. By Christopher Smart, A. M. Some Time Fellow of Pembroke Hall, Cambridge, and Scholar of the University.</u> (London: Printed by Dryden Leach, for the author; and sold by C. Bathhurst in Fleet-Street; and W. Flexney, at Gray's Inn Gate; and T. Merril, at Cambridge, 1765). &lt;<a href="http://estc.bl.uk/T12464">Link to ESTC</a>&gt;<br>
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Reading in Katrina Williamson and Marcus Walsh, eds., <u>Christopher Smart: Selected Poems</u> (New York: Penguin Books, 1990).
