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PSALME XV.
O Lord, who shall
Thy tent indwall
Celestiall?
Who shall abide within thine holie hill?
That walks in light,
And doth that's right,
With all his might;
His brother's name doth not reproach and spill;
Nor ȝet can heare his fame,
In any sort,
To be imparde with blame
Or false report:
That doth abstaine
From euerie meane
And wrongful way to work his neighbour wo;
And in whose sight
The wicked wight,
That God despytes, despyted is also:
Thy tent indwall
Celestiall?
Who shall abide within thine holie hill?
That walks in light,
And doth that's right,
With all his might;
His brother's name doth not reproach and spill;
Nor ȝet can heare his fame,
In any sort,
To be imparde with blame
Or false report:
That doth abstaine
From euerie meane
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And in whose sight
The wicked wight,
That God despytes, despyted is also:
Bot such as loue
The Lord aboue,
He doth approue,
And honours them with loue and reuerence:
That band doth make,
And will not breake,
For loose nor lacke
That may ensue, nor any such pretence;
Nor ȝet doth put his coyne
To vsurie;
Nor the just cause purloyne,
Through bryberie.
Who means, right so,
These thinges to do,
And steadfastlie doth keepe the perfite way;
As Syon Hill
He shall stand still,
And neuer moue, nor perishe, or decay.
The Lord aboue,
He doth approue,
And honours them with loue and reuerence:
That band doth make,
And will not breake,
For loose nor lacke
That may ensue, nor any such pretence;
Nor ȝet doth put his coyne
To vsurie;
Nor the just cause purloyne,
Through bryberie.
Who means, right so,
These thinges to do,
And steadfastlie doth keepe the perfite way;
As Syon Hill
He shall stand still,
And neuer moue, nor perishe, or decay.
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