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THEE SECVND PSALME, QVARE fremuerunt gentes, translated in too English Heroical and Elegiacal verse.

1

Wyth franticque madnesse why frets thee multitud heathen?

And to vayn attemptings what furye sturs the pepil?

2

Al thee worldlye Regents, in clustred coompanye, crowded,

For toe tread and trample Christ with his holye godhead.

3

Breake we there hard fetters, wee that be in Christian houshold,

Also from oure persons pluck we there yrnye yokes.

4

Hee skorns thiere woorcking, that dwels in blessed Olympus:

And at thiere brainsick trumperye follye flireth.

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5

Then shal he speake too those in his hard implacabil anger,

And shal turmoyle theym, then, with his heauye furye.

6

I raigne and doe gouerne, as king, by the lord his apoinctment,

Of mount holye Sion; his wyl eke heunlye preaching.

7

Thee father hath spoaken: thow art my deerelye begotten;

This day thy person for my great issue breding.

8

Too mee frame thye prayers, eke of ethnicks the heyre wil I make the,

Also toe thy seisin wyde places earthlye giue I.

9

With the rod hard steeled thow shalt theyre villenye trample;

Lyke potters pypkin naghtye men easlye breaking.

10

You that ar earthlye Regents, Iudges terrestrial harcken,

With the loare of vertu warelye too be scholed.

11

Too God youre seruice with feareful duitye betake yee;

With trembling gladnesse yeeld to that highnes honor.

12

Lerne wel youre lessons, least that God ruffle in anger,

And fro the right stragling, with furye snacht, ye perish.

13

When with swift posting his dangerus anger aprocheth,

They shal bee blessed which in his help be placed.