The Psalms of David

The Psalms of David

by James S Freemantle


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ISBN-13: 9780688013127
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 03/20/2001
Edition description: REISSUE
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 94,669
Product dimensions: 5.44(w) x 8.25(h) x 0.25(d)
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

James S. Freemantle died in 1934, the year he finished The Psalms of David. It was many years later that his son, Stephen, decided to have it published.

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My father lived in India all his life. His father served with the army there, and had originally come from Yorkshire. His mother was of Irish stock, and lived to a great age, about 108 1 believe. James Swan Freemantle was born at Trichinopoly in southern India in 1859. He had an ordinary sort of education and never had any special art instruction, but he probably trained as an engineering draftsman.

His family moved up to Bihar in northern India when I was quite young, and he used to paint the scenes he could see from the windows of the family home. He too joined the army and traveled throughout the Middle East, storing memories of the landscape which he used later in his life in The Psalms of David do not know much about his first marriage except that he had two children. In 1906 James Freemantle married Clara, fifteen years his junior and, like him, the parent of two children from a previous marriage. My parents' marriage was extremely happy, and Father loved Clara devotedly until the end of his life. The Psalms of David was begun at about the time they married and worked on periodically during their thirty years together. James was not a religious man, but he poured all the skills he possessed into his rendering of the psalms. Because they are such beautiful love poetry he saw his illumination of them as a testament to his love for Mother.

After he left the army, Father worked in the jails department for some time. I think that this was in southern India, where I was born at Vellore in 1912. Then we moved to Samastipur, where we lived for two or three years. I remember my father seated at a desk by the window with his paints, speciallyordered from Winsor and Newton, spread out before him. He only used those paints and India ink, often taking many hours to do just a couple of lines of his fine detailed lettering. Then he would go back and add a wealth of decoration. Sometime he would do the lettering with a paintbrush, making the bodies of the letters first and then adding the tails, painstakingly so that no join would show. Thus, half a page a night represented good progress. In about 1916 we moved to Gorakhpur near the Nepalese border, and soon Father took a job on the railways, for with five children to send to school, he needed the concessionary fares.

The Psalms of David is full of vivid illustrations from those years-scenes and wildlife which can be readily identified. The brilliantly colored blooms of India are here-the purple sweet pea, the book flower which closes at night, great big jacaranda trees and magnificent poinsettias, highly scented mimosa and many others. There are yellow Indian poppies in Psalm 25, coconut palms in Psalm 44 and lovely wild violets in Psalm 100. The flame of the forest was a wonderful sight and the laburnums had clusters of flowers three to four feet long. There were canna lilies everywhere, flowering all year round, and wonderful violets. There is an Indian lark on page 42, a bigger bird than the British one; the hoppie butterfly, shown on page 143, is very weak and never goes out in the sun. Father used to collect drummer butterflies like the one shown on page 315. His keen observation of these and other animals is shown in the many pages decorated with storks, kingfishers and pheasants, and many other examples of flora and fauna.

There are many illustrations of familiar sights round Gorakhpur. There was a large lake where my parents used to go walking and there were often spectacular sunsets and moonrises. This take appears on pages 12 and 13. Page 103 shows a Brahmin temple with a post and flags. The flags flown at mealtimes warned passersby not to step inside the shadow of the pole or the Brahmin's food would be contaminated and spoiled. Page 20 shows Chinese lanterns such as were used at home and page 21 shows a nearby church.

The Golden Temple at Amritsar appears on page 113. Page 159 shows a scene from the journey up to school. The school was at Mussooree, up at 7,500 feet above sea level and thought to be healthier for us children than the heat of the plains. There are also remembered scenes from his travels in the armyharbors and villages in Turkey, and ships at sea, as well as marvelously detailed reproductions of Middle Eastern buildings and scenes copied from Victorian travel books, revealing his draftsman's training in the eye for detail Page 166 marks the end of my father's first period of, work on the psalms, and he must have finished on January 4, 1918, the day inscribed on the highly decorated ornamental dedication: "To my beloved wife, Clara, from her loving husband, James S. Freemantle." He started work on the book again in the late 1920s, when he was living about fifty miles from Lucknow in a tiny place called Jarwal Road, which was very lonely. There was no activity except for two or three trains a day passing through and ,nothing to see except the great variety of flowers which grew all year round. So he continued with the psalms.

The first few pages were very, hurried with little decoration or embellishment, but by about page 185 you can see that he was again taking joy in the book and his style starts to broaden. Although not as richly as the first half of the book, there are still some very fine illustrations, such as the jacaranda on 266, the scene on page 277, and the page ornamentation on page 307. His fine distinctive script does not falter or give any signs of old age.

My father finished The Psalms of David when living my sister in Lucknow. He died of pneumonia a year of finishing this book, in 1934.

— Stephen Freemantle

December 1981

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JB36 More than 1 year ago
Love the story of James S Freemantle. He worked so long and hard to make this book the beautiful rendering we now get to enjoy!
momofa3yrold More than 1 year ago
This is the most fantastic version of the Psalms of David. I have this book and read it frequently and often just look through the pages at the beautiful artwork. I have also given this book as a gift several times and the recipient always loves it as well. Not only is this my favorite book of the Bible but it is amazing that he loved his wife so much that he devoted his life to hand painting the Psalms of David for her. You will not be dissappointed with this purchase.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is the most beautiful book I have read; so wonderfully illustrated and written.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is beautiful and can bring the book of Psalms alive with color and depth. I bought this book a year ago and I have read it almost every morning since. I love to read through some every day and then when I reach the end start over again. The work and the detail in this wonderful piece of art is just captivating and I recommend it to everyone who loves to spend their first waking hours with our wonderful Lord.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book needs to be owned and treasured. Not only is the calligraphy beautiful, but it slows the reader down to more prayerfully absorb each psalm.
Guest More than 1 year ago
As a graphic designer, artist, calligrapher, and writer, this is one of the most outstanding bodies of work I have ever seen. Great appreciation to Mr. Freemantle for this labor of love. I've never known another author or artist to take the Psalms and turn them into such a timeless work of art. For any one who has ever loved the Psalms, you'll cherish them even more in the beauty of this work.