The Psalmes of David The King And Prophet, And Of other holy Prophets, paraphas'd in English: Conferred with the Hebrew Veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee Paraphrase. By R. B. [i.e. Richard Brathwait] |
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Psal. 49. Audite hæc.
Ad Præstantem, filiis Coreh, Psalmus.
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Heare, O ye people all, this lore,all in the world that dwell;
Earth-borne and noble, rich and poore,
together hearken well.
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Of my discourse in every part,my mouth shall wisedomes teach,
The meditation of my heart
to understanding reach.
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To heare a Parable propos'd,mine eare will I encline:
Darke mysteries, and undisclos'd,
upon my Harp divine.
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I see no cause why I should dread,or day of evill doubt:
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shall compasse me about.
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Of them, whose hopes their heaps esteem,and of their riches boast:
His brother no man may redeem,
nor cleare to God that coast.
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For precious is their soule of price,and dearer to release,
Than whereunto may ransome rise,
so that must ever cease.
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That he may yet for ever live,and not to death submit:
Nor to the earth his ashes give,
nor see corruptions pit.
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The wise, the foole, the brutish sot,he sees together die;
And leave the wealth that they have got,
on others wings to flie.
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And yet they hold their houses sure,their shields unsoil'd with shames,
Shall so from sire to sonne endure,
and give their lands their names.
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But man in honour bearing place,the night of death arrests:
His brutish life by sinne made base,
is silenc't like the beasts.
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This is the foolish way they love,unconstant constant end:
Which their posterity approve,
and from their mouth commend.
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They in the grave lie pent, like sheep,where death on them shall feed,
Who, when the morning calls from sleep,
obey the righteous seed.
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Their image shall the grave bereave,and waste from where they dwell:
But God shall ransome and receive
my soule from hand of Hell.
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Though one thou seest of riches seaz'd,yet be thou not affraid:
With glory of his house encreas'd,
though he thy wants upbraid.
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For nothing with him when he diesconveigh from hence he must:
His windy-glory from him flies,
when he descends the dust.
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For while on earth his daies did dwell,his soule he seem'd to blesse:
And to thy selfe when thou dost well,
of thee will men confesse.
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His dwelling with his fathers all,shall be the house of Night:
This brood of darknesse never shall
behold eternall Light.
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Man in this honour bearing place,of understanding void:
Like brutish in his life, and base,
is like the beasts destroi'd.
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