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Psalme. LII.
The Argument.
Thus clawbackes heare theyr shameWhom God shall once consume:
They Princes hartes enflame,
Wyth causeles ire to fume.
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Why bragst in malice hye?O thou in mischiefe stout:
Gods goodnes yet is nye,
All day to me no doubt.
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Thy tong to muse all euyll,It doth it selfe inure:
As rasour sharpe to spill,
All guile it doth procure.
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Thou malice louedst to wrye,Aboue all goodnes walke:
And more thou louest to lye,
Then righteousnes to talke.
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Yea loued thou hast no lesse,To speake one worde for all:
All wordes of noughtines,
Thou tong in fraude most thrall.
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But God once thee shall wast,Shall stroy and scrape by hand:
Thy tent from thee at last,
To roote thee out of land.
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And ryghteous men shall see,And feare therby shall take:
But yet at hym full free,
Good laughter shall they make.
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O lo the man hymselfe,That made not God hys ayde:
That trustd in ryches wealth
Whose myght in mischiefe layde.
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But I as Olyue greene,In Gods sweete house shall lay,
My trust hath euer bene,
In Gods good grace for ay.
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I thee shall laude euen still,For thys thou dydst say I:
Thy name to wayte I wyll,
For good thy sayntes it spy.
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