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Psalme. L.
The Argument.
Here is reproued: the sacrifice,of Iewes for foolishe trust:
And taught here is: wyth sad aduise,
that thankes be yet more iust.
1
The God of Gods: the lord of myght,one God in persons three:
He bidth and calth: the earth in sight
from East to West to see.
2
Thys God appeard: from Zyon hill,as God of beauty most:
From whence he would: should spring his wil
and law to euery coast.
3
Our God is come: in tyme of grace,he wyll no silence keepe:
Wyth wastyng fire: before hys face,
about hym tempest deepe.
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4
The heauen aboue: the earth below,he doth vpon them call:
Hys people all: to iudge and know,
to helpe them that be thrall.
5
Collect ye now: my sayntes sayth he,in one, before my sight:
Who stand in leage: and pact wyth me,
by sacrifices ryte.
6
The heauens shall sprede: hys iustice cleare,that all the world may spy:
That God himselfe: wyll iudge appeare,
the good from bad to try.
7
My people heare: for thus I say,thy selfe to wytnesse iust:
O Israell: thy God alway,
thy God I am to trust.
8
For sacrifice: or burnt incence,I wyll not thee reproue:
To blame therin: thy negligence,
to send them me aboue.
9
From out thy house: I wyll not craue,Bull, Bullocke, Oxe, or calfe:
Of thy folde els: he goates to haue,
to ioy of theyr behalfe.
10
The beastes that grase: the wood so wyde,they be all myne at wyll:
On thousand hyls: the beastes that stryde,
I made them thee to fill.
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11
On mouataynes foules: that vse theyr flyght,I know them all and some:
Wylde beastes of field: be nye my sight,
as made for my renoume.
12
If hungers stresse: though myght I fele,I would not tell it thee:
The world all whole: euen euery dele,
is myne and all ye see.
13
And thinkst thou thus: so grosse in wit,that I buls flesh would eate?
Or bloud of Goates: to drynke of it,
as bloud to spill were sweete?
14
Na this it is: that I allow,to God aye offer thankes:
And pay to God: of lyfe thy vow,
and seeke none other crankes.
15
In all thy wo: call thou on mee,when troubles thee do thrust:
I wil (no fayle) deliuer thee,
thus shalt thou prayse me iust.
16
But God thus chect: vngodly man,what meanst to preach my lawes?
My pact in mouth: why takest thou than,
where lyfe hath wycked sawes.
17
To be correct: by discipline,thou hatest to heare the worde:
So thou doost cast: at backe of thyne,
my law of sweete recorde.
18
When thefe thou spiest: wyth him thou goest,to part the spoyle in hast:
Who wedlocke breake: with them thou boast,
thy lot wyth them is cast.
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19
To cursed speche: thy tonge thou dightst,to clout all crafty guile:
The iust thou wringst: the bad thou quytest,
by lawes pretense and style.
20
Thou sitst as iudge: thy brothers name,by sleit to ouer runne:
Thou quarell pikst: in crafty frame,
agaynst thy mothers sonne.
21
Whyle thus thou doost: I sayeng nought,thou iudgest me nought lyke thee:
But yet I shall: what thou hast wrought,
detect before thyne eye.
22
O ponder this: I do you pray,all you that God forget:
Lest I in hast: plucke you away,
in wo to see you set.
23
Who offer me: the sacrifice,of thankes he honorth mee:
And thys the way: wherby I vyse,
Gods helth to let hym see.
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