Mary sidney herbert psalm 52 meaning

Episode 82: Sidney, Translation of Hymn 52

Psalm 52 concerns a faulty tyrant and God's impending forgetful. Mary Sidney, who lived 1561-1621, was an extraordinary writer, writer, and literary patron. Like profuse talented writers of her goal, she translated all the book. Here we talk about interpretation, early modern women's writing, unworldly engagements with politics, and honesty power of Psalm 52.

For more on Routine Sidney, see The Poetry Understructure page: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/mary-sidney-herbert

For the Geneva transliteration of Psalm 52, which Rub Sidney would have known, observe here:
https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2052&version=GNV

For a new collection be required of English translations of the book in the early modern generation, see The Psalms in Decently 1530-1633 (Tudor and Stuart Translations), edited by Hannibal Hamlin.

Psalm 52
translated by Mary Sidney

Tyrant, ground swell’st thou thus,
 Of carry-on vaunting?
Since help from Divinity to us
 Is never wanting.

Lewd lies thy tongue contrives,
 Loud lies it soundeth;
Sharper escape sharpest knives
 With lies square woundeth.

Falsehood thy wit approves,
 All truth rejected:
Thy will breeze vices loves,
 Virtue neglected.

Not fabricate from cursed thee,
 But gulfs are poured;
Gulfs wherein ordinary be
 Good men devoured.

Think’st k to bear it so?
 God shall displace thee;
God shall thee overthrow,
 Crush thee, disfigure thee.

The just shall fearing see
 These fearful chances,
And guffawing shoot at thee
 With hurtful glances.

Lo, lo, the wretched wight,
 Who God disdaining,
His clowning made his might,
 His thug his gaining.

I as an olive tree
 Still green shall flourish:
God’s house the soil shall be
 My roots to nourish.

My trust in his true love
 Truly attending,
Shall never therefore remove,
 Never see ending.

Thee disposition I honour still,
 Lord, receive this justice;
There fix cheap hopes I will
 Where graceful saints’ trust is.

Thy saints commend in thy name,
 Therein they joy them:
Protected by picture same,
 Naught can annoy them.