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Psalme. XII.
The Argument.
This Psalme declarthThe poore mans care
for truth so falne to ground
When pride bearth sayle
No truth preuayle
But God will it confound.
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Helpe Lord so hye: this case, for whynot one good man is more:
The faythfull gone: scant any one,
theyr children mynished sore.
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They talke so free: of vanitie,one neyghbour neyghbour to:
In tong they glose: it double gose,
their hartes dissemble so.
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All lips so vayne: God will them strayne,and plucke them vp by roote:
Oh that he wrung: the boasting tunge,
to treade it vnderfoote.
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For thus they rayle we wyll preuayle,our tonges must matters breake:
For who dare thus: be Lord to vs,
our tonges must onely speake.
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For thys the stresse: of comfortlesse,for sighes that poore men make:
Now ryse wyll I: sayth God most hye,
and helpe theyr part to take.
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Gods worde is sure: it is as pure,from earth as siluer quit:
Though tryde be golde: in fire seuen folde,
his worde yet passeth it.
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O Lord so graue: thou vs shalt saue,and euermore preserue:
From all thys route: that be so stoute,
for euer thee to serue.
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These walke most wyde: in wycked pryde,all cruelty they frame:
Whyle they so far exalted are,
poore men be put to shame.
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