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 | The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] |  |
The .x. Psalme.
Lorde
why standest thou so farre of? why doest thou not drawe nye?
Why doest thou hide thy selfe in the tyme of our myserye?
Why doest thou hide thy selfe in the tyme of our myserye?
When the vngodly waxeth proud, the afflycted doeth smart:
Let them be taken in the wycked counselles of their herte.
Let them be taken in the wycked counselles of their herte.
For he prayseth the wicked man, for that he desyreth:
The couetouse he calleth bleste, the Lorde he blasphemeth.
The couetouse he calleth bleste, the Lorde he blasphemeth.
In hys haute lokes the wycked man, setteth all thynges at nought:
The God of myght is neuer founde in his vngodly thought.
The God of myght is neuer founde in his vngodly thought.
The lawes and constytucyons of God do greue him styl:
At all ceasons they do wythstande his moste vngodly wyll.
At all ceasons they do wythstande his moste vngodly wyll.
Thy iudgementes Lord are lifted vp, far hygh aboue hys syght:
And agaynst all his enemies, he threateneth to fyght.
And agaynst all his enemies, he threateneth to fyght.
He wyl thincke and saye in his herte, I wyll not bowe nor bende:
From discommodities I wil my selfe euer defende.
From discommodities I wil my selfe euer defende.
Hys mouth is ful of periurye, disceyte and vsurie:
Oppressyon and vanitye do vnder hys tonge lye.
Oppressyon and vanitye do vnder hys tonge lye.
In the courtes he layeth awayte, to kyll the innocent:
And agaynste the multytude of the pore hys eyes be bent.
And agaynste the multytude of the pore hys eyes be bent.
Lyke as a lyon in hys denne, he wayteth in secrete:
To take the afflycted, that is wyth myserye besette.
To take the afflycted, that is wyth myserye besette.
That he maye take the poore I saye, that is in myserie:
By drawynge hym into his net by crafte and subtyltie.
By drawynge hym into his net by crafte and subtyltie.
Throughe hys force and hys violence is broken and opprest:
The multytude of them that haue in mysery no reste.
The multytude of them that haue in mysery no reste.
And in hys herte thus hath he sayde, God forgetteth certayne:
Turnynge asyde hys face that he myght not se them agayne.
Turnynge asyde hys face that he myght not se them agayne.
O Lorde and God, aryse I saye, lyft vp thine hande and power:
Forget thou not the afflycted, but do thou them succour.
For why shoulde the vngodly men God in such sort blaspheme:
And in their herte say that thou wylt not requyre it of them?
And in their herte say that thou wylt not requyre it of them?
But thou hast sene, for thou doest marcke vngodlynes and wronge:
To put the same into thine hande, so myghtye and so stronge.
To put the same into thine hande, so myghtye and so stronge.
The myserable multytude committe them selfes to the:
For thou art wont to succour suche as wythoute succour be.
For thou art wont to succour suche as wythoute succour be.
Breake the vngodlyes arme, & thou shalt seke the wycked man:
And hys vngodlynes, and shalt fynde neyther of them than.
And hys vngodlynes, and shalt fynde neyther of them than.
The Lorde is kyng for euer more, and whē all is ended:
And from hys lande all the heathen people haue peryshed.
And from hys lande all the heathen people haue peryshed.
Lord thou haste heard the poore mens cry, and wylt gouerne their hert:
And vnto them thyne eare thou wilt diligētly conuert.
And vnto them thyne eare thou wilt diligētly conuert.
That thou mayst reuenge the pupyl, and the poore oppressed:
That hēseforth the lyke be not by mortal mē attempted.
That hēseforth the lyke be not by mortal mē attempted.
| The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] | |