Psa. 10.
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The Pride, Crueltie, Prophanesse, & Fraude of Antichrist,
Atheists, & Hipocrites is described: God is invoked
to redresse it: his Dominion acknowledged, & his mercifull
regard of the afflicted is, confessed. It may be vsed, when
we are oppressed by temporall or Spirituall Oppressors.
[1]
Thy face, oh Lord, why dost thou hide,
And stand aloofe, so farr?
Lo, Sinners, meerly out of pride,
The Spoile of poremen are.
Insnare them, by their owne devise,
For, of their Lust they boast
And praise those Freindes to Avarice,
VVhome God abborreth most.
2
Their scornefull eyes regard not thee,
Their hartes do thee denay.
Too high for them thy judgments be;
Stil greeuous is their way.
They snuff, & sleight their greatest Foes,
And (come what mischeeves will)
Within their hartes, they do suppose,
That they shal prosper still.
3
Their mouthes, with cursings overflowe,
Their tongues, lie, swear, & vaunt:
The pore to catch & overthrowe,
Obscured paths they haunt.
They watch, unseene, for simple-men,
To ceaze them vn-aware.
They lurck like Lions in their denn,
And slielie them insnare.
4
To catch the pore, by lowlie shewes
Their strength, doth help them on,
They think in hart, that God nor vewes,
Nor careth what is done.
But, rise oh Lord, thy powre to showe;
Leaue not the pore forgot.
For, why should Sinners sleight thee soe
And think, thou mind'st them not?
5
Thou see'st, yea see'st their wickednes,
That punishd it may be:
And loe, the pore & Fatherles,
Commit their Cause to thee.
Lord God (their helper) break the strength
Of ev'ry wicked-one;
Serch out their sinnes, & thou (at length)
Shalt cause them to have none.
6
Our ever-lasting king thou art:
Thou, from the Realme likewise,
Hast forc'd the Gentiles to depart,
And heard the poremans cries.
Their harts thou shalt establish to,
And hear & judge, the pore;
That, earth-bred man, the Orphanes foe,
May them oppresse no more.
