A paraphrase vpon the divine poems By George Sandys |
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A paraphrase vpon the divine poems | ||
Psalme XII.
[Helpe Lord, for Godly men decay]
Helpe Lord, for Godly men decay;
From Mortalls Faith, enforced, flies:
And with their sins Companions they,
Talke of affected Vanities:
Their flattering Tongues abound with Lies;
Their double Hearts bent to betray.
From Mortalls Faith, enforced, flies:
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Talke of affected Vanities:
Their flattering Tongues abound with Lies;
Their double Hearts bent to betray.
God shall those flattering Lips confound,
And Tongues which swell with proud Disdaine:
Whose boastings arrogantly sound;
Our Tongues the conquest shall obtaine;
They are our owne, who shall restraine?
Or to our Wills prescribe a bound?
And Tongues which swell with proud Disdaine:
Whose boastings arrogantly sound;
Our Tongues the conquest shall obtaine;
They are our owne, who shall restraine?
Or to our Wills prescribe a bound?
But for th'Oppression of the Poore,
And VVretches sighes which pierce the Skies,
VVho pitie at his Throne implore,
The Lord hath said, I will arise,
And from their Foes, who them despise,
Deliver all that me adore.
And VVretches sighes which pierce the Skies,
VVho pitie at his Throne implore,
The Lord hath said, I will arise,
And from their Foes, who them despise,
Deliver all that me adore.
Gods VVord is pure; as pure as Gold
In melting Furnace seven times try'd:
His Armes for ever shall infold
All those, who in his truth abide.
The wicked range on every side,
VVhen vitious men the Scepter hold.
In melting Furnace seven times try'd:
His Armes for ever shall infold
All those, who in his truth abide.
The wicked range on every side,
VVhen vitious men the Scepter hold.
A paraphrase vpon the divine poems | ||