L.
1
The mightie God, Jehouah, spake,
And earth from end to end
Cald; from the riseing of the Sun,
Till where hee doth discend.
2
God out of Sion shyn'd, where seen
Is beautie most compleet.
3
Our God shall come and not be still;
Before Him flams shall eate.
Around Him shall a Tempest rage.
4
To heavens, Hee from above
Shall call, and to the earth, that Hee
His people's Judge may prove.
5
My saints assemble, who with me,
By offring, league did make.
6
Heavens shall his Justice shew, for God,
To judge, the throne shall take.
7
Hear, O my people, I will speak;
O Israel, give thow eare.
God, even thy God, I am: against
Thee witnes I will beare.
8
Not for vnfrequent sacrifice
My challenge is to thee;
For thy brunt offrings have before
Me been continuallie.
9
No bullock from thine house I'le have,
No male goat from thy fold;
10
For beasts that woods and thousand hills
Bring forth, of me do hold.
11
The mountaine foule I know; the feeld
No wild-beast doth frequent,
12
Which I com̄and not; wold I thee,
If food I lackt, acquent?
Mine is the world, the plentie mine,
That filleth everie part.
13
Vpon the flesh of Bulls, or blood
Of Goats sett I my hart?
14
Such eat or drink will I? To God
Let praise thy offring bee;
And let thy promis'd vowes be pay'd
To Him who is most High.
15
Call thow vpon me in the day
Of thy Calamitie.
Deliver thee I will: my name
So shalt thow glorifie.
16
But O thow wicked one, sayth God,
Darst thow my lawes declair?
My Couenant tak in thy mouth
As warranted thow wer?
17
Thow, who instruction hatst, my words
Of no availe dost make;
18
Runs't with the theef, when seen, and with
Adult'rers dost partake;
19
Thy mouth to evil, and thy tongue
Who givst deceit to frame;
20
Against thy brother speaks, and dost
Thy mother's sonne defame.
21
In these thow stick'st not to transgresse,
Yet silence kept I have;
Me therfor like vnto thyself,
Thow surelie didst conceave.
But thee rebuike I will, at length,
And bring thy sin̄s to light,
And sett them, (vylie as they are,)
In order in thy sight.
22
This lay to hart, (now) yee who God
Forgett, least yow I teare
In peeces, and there none be found,
Yow to deliver, neare.
23
Who offer praise do honour me;
And who aright dispose
Their way, the Lord's salvation
To such will I disclose.
