The Whole Booke of Psalmes, collected into Englysh metre by T. Starnhold I. Hopkins & others: conferred with the Ebrue, with apt Notes to synge the[m] withal

He prophecieth how God will call all nations by the Gospell, and require no other sacrifices of his people, but confession of his benefites, and thankes geuyng, and how he detesteth all such as seme zelous of Ceremonies, and not of the pure worde of God onely.

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The god of Gods, the lord
hath calde the earth by name,
from where the sonne doth rise vnto

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the setting of the same.

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Frō Syon hys faire place,
hys glory bryght and cleare,
The perfect beutye of his grace,
from thence it did appeare.

Our God shall come in haste,
to speake he shall not doubte:
Before him shall the fire waste,
and tempest rounde aboute.

The heauens from on hye,
the earth below lyke wise:
He will call forth to iudge and try,
his folke he doeth deuise.

Bring forth my sainctes (sayth he)
my faithfull flocke so dere:
Which are in band and league with me
my lawe to loue and feare.

And when these thinges are tried,
the heauens shall recorde:

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That God is iust, and all must byde,
the iudgment of the Lorde:

My people O geue heede,
Israell to thee I crye:
I am thy God, thy healpe at neede,
thou canst it not denye.

I do not say to thee,
thy sacrifice is slacke:
Thou offrest dayly vnto me,
muche more then I doo lacke.

Thinkest thou that I doo nede,
thy cattell yonge or olde:
Or ells so muche desire to feede,
on goates out of thy foulde.

Naye, all the beastes are mine,
in woodes that eate their filles:
And thousands more, of nete and kine,
that runne wilde in the hilles.

The birdes that builde on hie,
In hilles and oute of sight:
And the beastes that in the filds do lye
are subiect to my might.

Then though I houngred sore,
what neede I ought of thyne.
Sith that the earth, with her great store
and all therin is myne.

To bullockes fleash haue I suche mind
to eate it, doest thou thinke?
Or such a sweetnes doo I finde,
the bloude of goates to drinke.

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Geue to the Lorde his prayse,
with thankes doo him apply:
And see thou pay thy vowes alwaies,
vnto the God most hie.

Then seke and call to me,
when ought would work thee blame.
And I will sure deliuer thee,
that thou maiest prayse my name.

But to the wicked traine,
whiche talke of God eche daye:
And yet theyr works are foule and vain
to them the Lorde will saye.

With what a face darest thou,
my worde once speake or name:
Why doth thy taulke my lawe alowe,
thy dedes denie the same.

Where as for to amend,
thy lyfe thou art so slacke:
My word the which thou doest pretend
is cast behind thy backe.

When thou a thefe doest see,
by theft to lyue in welthe:
With him thou runnest, and dost agree,
lykewyse to thryue by stealthe.

When thou doest them beholde,
that wiues and maides, defile:
Thou likest it well, and waxest boulde,
to vse that lyfe most vile.

Thy lippes thou doest applye,
to slaunder and defame:

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Thy tonge is taught to crafte and lye,
and still doth vse the same.

Thou studiest to reuile,
thy frendes, to thee so nere:
With sclaunder thou woldst nedes defile
thy mothers sonne moste deare.

Hereat while I doo winke,
as though I did not see:
Thou goest on still, and so dost thinke.
that I am lyke to thee.

But sure I will not let,
to stryke when I beginne:
Thy faultes in order I will set.
and open all thy sinne.

Matke this I you require,
that haue not God in minde:
Least when I plage you in myneire,
your helpe be far to fynde.

He that doth geue to me,
the sacrifice of prayse:
Doth please me well, and he shall see,
to walke in Godly wayse.

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