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Psalm. 37.

[Let not unpleazing vieu of bad mens flouring state]

Let not unpleazing vieu of bad mens flouring state,
Through indignation sour, thy ioious thoughts abate.
For doun, like withering grass, they quicly shall be mowne:
As bloom of tenderst herb, their flour away be blowne.
BUT thow Gods servant true, on him thy Lord rely;
In him delight: and thoughts to rightĕous woorks apply.
Inhabite then the land: thou by thy land shalt live:
Yea God thy godli hart his full desires shal give.
IF troubles thee assail; to God thy ways commit;
And trust to him; who them to happiĕst end shal fit.
No shame shal thee attaint: thy iustnes, fair as light;
And cleer as shining noon, he shall produce thy right.
THEN rest on God: his will with patient hope attend.
And let not woorthles man, who brings leud thoughts to end,
And prospers in his coorse, thy discontent imbreed.
Shun wrath, fierce choler rein: great sins from rage proceed.

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For proud misdooĕr shal rot: while root they lasting take
Who humbly wait on God; his law their mirrour make.
BVT yet a while; and lo, the wicked shall not bee:
His stateli seat, no place for him or his shal see.
When as the myld with ioy shal pleasant land possess:
Where length of plentĕous peace shal thankful ioy rebless.
IT'S true, the rightĕous man, whose life ill lifes reprooves;
His sight alone ill mynds to deep distemper mooves.
That him as publique foe, the godles crues beset:
And practise vyld apply, to wrap in snaring net:
Yea teeth through felnes gnash. But God shal them deride:
Who seeth their day approach, black night to all their pride.
Let swoords be drawn, bend bowes, the poor and iust to kill:
Bent bowes shal break; drawn swoords the drawĕrs best bloud shal spill.
AND though som iust be poor, th'uniust with plenti swell:
Yet in that one poor house more true content dooth dwel,
Then all their pomps can yield. For God shal him maintain:
When pride and powĕr uniust with shivĕred arms remain.
OUR gracious Lord fit times for all his servants knowes:
And now he more, now less, but still their best bestowes.
Continŭance is their bliss: In perilous time, from wrack;
In plague, them shields from death; in famin bare, from lack.
Whilĕ evĕn as tenderst fat meer force of smoke consumes:
So impious wretch, Gods foe, soon spent to vapour fumes.
FOR though th'uniust, by fraud, by force, have much purloind;
Yet nothing thrives: (leud gain, hath vain expence adioin'd:)
That still a borroĕr bare, on neighbours goods he feeds;
And none repays. The iust, still rich in vertuŏus deeds,
From less, but better store, with pitying helpful hand,
His wanting neighbour frames Gods goodnes t'understand.
For where Gods blessing rests, possessions long shal last:
As curse divine, at once, bud, branch, and root, dooth wast.
WHERE God mans way dooth pleaze, mans steps he stable makes:
Yea fallĕn, with succŏring hand from ground unbruzed takes.
I have been yong, am old; yet never knew the iust
Forsaken quite; ne're saw his seed in lothed dust
Sit craving food: but still his courteŏus nature lends;
And God his blessing deer to children all extends.

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Then thus thy thoughts conclude: thyn hart see first be pure;
Fly sin; good deeds apply: so so dwel ay secure.
For righteŏus Lord loves right: he free from wavĕring change,
From Saints belovĕd dooth ne're his eys serene estrange.
But safe through his defence; while impious houses fall;
They ancient land possess, there dwell for ever shall.
THE righteŏus man, whose mynd, cald up from earthli thought,
Erect on high, with love of heavenli law is fraught;
From harts abundance speaks: His mouth with wisdom floweth;
In talk of iudgement grave glad time his tong bestoweth.
He nevĕr shall slip. For though th'uniust maligner watch
Both woords and ways, his life in deadli snare to catch:
Yet shall not rightĕous Lord him leve in wicked hand;
Ne when his iudgement coms, condemned let him stand.
SO thow, ô vertuŏus soule, thy patient mynd retain;
And heavĕnli ways insist: in heavĕn thy hopes remain.
Thy God shal thee exalt: the land shal rest thyn owne;
When vndermining wretch thyn ey shal see orethrowne.
THESE eys of myn have seen, th'uniust, like self-sprung tree;
With arms all gay disspred, in floŭrishing beauti glee.
But see the end: he past; and lo, away was gone:
The vanisht man I sought; but nues returned none.
Now vieu the upright man, observe his sweet encrease:
His small in more, his war stil ends in endles peace.
Not so defectours proud; who marks of heavĕnli ire,
At once destroyd, shal nevĕr to end dezirĕd aspire.
BVT from the righteŏus Lord stil saving grace descends,
Which servants his from wrack in needful hours defends.
For God shal them protect, protect from hate uniust;
Hee save them, since in him they chooze to place their trust.