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Psal. cxxix.
VV.VV.
He admonisheth the churche to reioyce, though it haue ben afflicted
in all ages, for God will delyuer it, and the enemies, for all their
glorious shew, shall sodenly be destroyed.
Of
Israell thys may now be the song,
euē frō my youth my foes haue oft me noied
A thousand euils since, I was tēdre & yonge
They haue wrought, yet was I not destroyed.
As yet I beare the marks in bone and skyn.
that one wold think yt the plow mē wt their plowes
Upon my back haue made their balkes far in:
For like plowd groūd, euē so haue I lōg forowes.
But yet the Lorde, which doth all things iustly,
Hath cut the ropes, & so slayd the wicked rage,
Euen so shall all suche perish shamefully,
Whiche hate Sion, or wish it any damage.
Al such men shalbe lyke the gras that groweth
Upon the wales, or tops of houses most hye,
Whiche sodenly, or one bewar, widereth:
So that no frute on such herbes can gathered be,
Neuer man saw, that any mower mowed,
Suche grasse as that, or therof his hand did fill:
Much les that he, which glaineth of yt is sowed,
Under his arme bare, some thing his house vntill.
Nor yet that he, that passeth by that way
Sayth to the repers, God saue you, or God spede,
No no man doth wishe them good lucke, I saye,
Or pray yt God, would for their work graunt thē mede
