LII (cf. XIII).
[1]
Pe vnwis saide in hert his
Als a fule, þat god noght is.
2
Þai ere wemmed, and wlatful ai
In wickednes made ere þai;
Whilke þat gode dos es þar nan,
Es þar nan to lepi an.
3
Lauerd fra heuen, þare he wones,
Forthloked ouer mennes sones,
Þat he se where he be vndrestandand,
Or if he be god sekand:
4
Alle helded þai, sammen ai
Vnnoteful maked ere þai;
Whilk þat gode dos es þar nan,
Is [þar] nan to lepi an.
5
Noght-ne wate þai alle þat wirkes qued,
Þat swelyhes mi folk als mete of bred?
6
God ne kalled þai neuer an;
Þar qwoke þai for drede, þar drede was nan.
7
For god skatered banes of þa
Vnto men þat qwemes swa;
Schent ere þai, bi night and dai,
For þat god forsoke þam ai.
8
Wha sal gife of Syon hele to Irael!
When torned has god wrechednes we!
Of his folk, glade Iacob sal,
And faine sal Irael with-al.
