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Psalme. XIIII.
The Argument
This Psalme set outThe carelesse route
of sinners obstinate
How far asyde
They wander wyde
which hold with God debate
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The foole hath sayd: in hart astrayd,that God there is euen none:
In workes they are: corrupt so far,
not one doth good not one.
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2
The Lord casth eye: from heauen to spye,the trade of Adams broode:
If that as there: some wyse man were,
which God would seeke so good.
3
But all astray: haue take theyr way,abominable made:
There is not one: to do well, none
they all from truth decayd.
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For throtes they haue: lyke open graue,theyr tonges haue vsed deceyt:
And vnderslips: theyr poyson lips,
of Aspes the venome beyt.
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Theyr mouthes do swim: wyth cursings brimall bitternes to fyll:
Theyr feete make spede: mans bloud to shede,
they force not whom they spyll.
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Destruction: confusion,in all theyr wayes do ryse:
Of peace no day: they know the way,
Gods feare see not theyr eyes.
7
Haue they no mynd: in hart so blynd,in myschiefe how they go?
Who lyke as meate: my people eate,
and God they call not to.
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But they shall there: be once in feare,where nought they feard in deede:
For God is spide: most strong to bide,
wyth iust mans righteous seede.
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6
Where vaynly now: ye mocke and mow,at poore mans purpose iust:
When he is bent: wyth fast entent,
in God to put his trust.
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Who els can speede: poore Iacobs seede,wyth helpe from Zyon hill:
When God shall call hys people thrall,
reioyce all Iury will.
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