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Bonum est confiteri.

Psalm. lxxxxii.

I.H.

This Psalme was made to be soung on the sabaoth, to stir vp the people to acknowledge God and to prayse him in his workes: The Prophet reioyseth therin. But the wicked is not able to cōsidre, that the vngodlye, when he his most florishing, shall most spedely peryshe. In the end is discribed the felicitie of the iust, planted in the house of god to prayse the Lorde.


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It is a thing, bothe good and meete,

to praise the highest Lorde:
And to thine name O thou most hye,
to sing in one accorde.

2

To shew the kindnes of the Lorde,

betime ere day be light,
And eke declare his truth abrode,
when it doth draw to nyght.

3

Upon ten strynged instrument,

on lute and harpe so swete:
With all the mirth you can inuent,
of instruments most meete,

4

For thou hast made me to reioyse,

in thinges so wrought by thee:
And I haue ioy, in harte and voyce,
thy handy workes to see.

5

O Lorde (how glorious and how great

are all thy workes so stoute:
So deeply are thy counsels set,
that none can try them out.

6

The man vnwise hath not the wit,

this geare to pas to bring:
And all such fooles are nothing fit,
to vnderstand this thyng.

7

When so the wicked at their will,

as gras doo spring ful fast.
They when they florish in their ill,
for euer shalbe wast.

8

But thou art mighty Lord most hye,

yea thou dost raygne therfore:
In euery time eternally,
both now & euermore.

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9

For why (O Lorde) beholde and see,

beholde thy foes I say:
How all that worke iniquitie,
shall perish and decay.

10

But thou like as an Unicorne,

shall lift my horne on hie:
With freshe and new prepard oyle,
thine ointed king am I.

11

And of my foes before mine eyes,

shall see the fall and shame:
Of all that vp against me rise,
myne eare shall heare the same.

12

The iust shall florish vp on hie,

as date trees bud and blowe?
And as the ceders multiplye,
in Lybanus that growe.

13

For they are planted in the place,

and dwelling of our God:
Within his courtes they spring apace,
and florish all abrode.

14

And in their age more frute shall bryng

bothe fat and well besene:
And pleasauntly both bud and spryng,
with boughes and braunches grene.

15

To shew that God is good and iust,

and vpright is his will:
He is my rocke, my hope, and trust,
in him there is none ill.