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Psalme. X.
The Argument.
This Psalme dependthOf thothers ende
it prayth against the proude
Who vse theyr might
To boste in spight
theyr ende not so allowed.
Why
stondst so far: and art no nar?
O Lord why hydest thy face?
When trouble ryse: wilt thou deuise
in neede to shew no grace?
O Lord why hydest thy face?
When trouble ryse: wilt thou deuise
in neede to shew no grace?
Whyles men of pryde: so wycked byde,
the poore in fire is brent:
Let them in wiles: and all theyr guiles,
be trapt wyth lyke entent.
the poore in fire is brent:
Let them in wiles: and all theyr guiles,
be trapt wyth lyke entent.
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Thungodlies actes: his bostes and crackes,
be praysed at his desire:
With prayse all rouse: the couetous,
whom God abhorrth in ire.
be praysed at his desire:
With prayse all rouse: the couetous,
whom God abhorrth in ire.
The wycked wyght: so vaunteth in sight,
of God to force right nought:
He taketh no care: in welthy fare,
no God in all his thought.
of God to force right nought:
He taketh no care: in welthy fare,
no God in all his thought.
Hys croked wayes: all greuous layes,
thy iudgements scape his eyes:
He feareth no man: say what he can,
all foes he doth dispise.
thy iudgements scape his eyes:
He feareth no man: say what he can,
all foes he doth dispise.
In his proud brayde: his hart thus sayd,
tushe, who shall cast me downe?
No harme or woo: can chance me to,
my power kepeth my renowne.
tushe, who shall cast me downe?
No harme or woo: can chance me to,
my power kepeth my renowne.
His mouth euen flowes: with cursing throws
he ioynth deceyt and fraude:
Ungodlynes: in folyshnes,
his tong hath vnder yawde.
he ioynth deceyt and fraude:
Ungodlynes: in folyshnes,
his tong hath vnder yawde.
He lurkth in streete: as theefe is meete,
so close wyth all the riche:
The iust to kill: in peuishe will,
the poore he marketh mich.
so close wyth all the riche:
The iust to kill: in peuishe will,
the poore he marketh mich.
In denne he dwelth: as lyon fell,
and lurketh the poore to snatche:
The poore by might: to rauishe quyte,
whom he in net doth catche.
and lurketh the poore to snatche:
The poore by might: to rauishe quyte,
whom he in net doth catche.
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He falth at eye: most fawningly,
yet guiles be all his fruites:
That this poore sort: myght so resort,
in handes of hys deputes.
yet guiles be all his fruites:
That this poore sort: myght so resort,
in handes of hys deputes.
His hart sayth tush: he thinkth euen thus,
that God forgotten hath:
His face away: he turnth (he sayth)
he seeth no poore mans scath.
that God forgotten hath:
His face away: he turnth (he sayth)
he seeth no poore mans scath.
Yet God and Lord: for thy true worde,
arise, lyft vp thy hande:
The poore defend: thy might extend,
forget not hym in bande.
arise, lyft vp thy hande:
The poore defend: thy might extend,
forget not hym in bande.
Why thus so loude: should men so proude,
prouoke almighty God?
Tush thou (they say:) wilt search no day,
their hartes talke thus so brode.
prouoke almighty God?
Tush thou (they say:) wilt search no day,
their hartes talke thus so brode.
Thou seest at eye: and markst full nye,
to quyte all wrong and stresse:
The poore doth stand: to thy good hand,
thou aydst all comfortlesse.
to quyte all wrong and stresse:
The poore doth stand: to thy good hand,
thou aydst all comfortlesse.
Breake downe the power: the malice sower,
of wycked man so blynde:
If thou in tyme: wouldst searche hys cryme,
no where thou shouldst hym fynde.
of wycked man so blynde:
If thou in tyme: wouldst searche hys cryme,
no where thou shouldst hym fynde.
Our lyuing Lord: by truthes record,
is kyng for aye no doubt:
The heathen spyte: shall perishe quyte,
from land of hys full out.
is kyng for aye no doubt:
The heathen spyte: shall perishe quyte,
from land of hys full out.
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Thou Lord hast hard: in good regard,
the sutes of all the poore:
Theyr hartes in care: thou didst prepare,
thou hardst both day and hower.
the sutes of all the poore:
Theyr hartes in care: thou didst prepare,
thou hardst both day and hower.
To iudge the stresse: of fatherlesse,
to helpe the poore to right:
That earthly man: agaynst them than,
no more might rise in sight.
to helpe the poore to right:
That earthly man: agaynst them than,
no more might rise in sight.
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