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¹ O God, wherfore doest thou cast vs so cleane awaye? why is yi wrath so hote agaynst ye shepe of yi pasture?² O thynke vpon thy congregacion, whom thou hast purchased fro the begynnynge:³ the staff of thine inheritaunce, whom thou hast redemed, euen this hill of Sion wherin thou dwellest.⁴ Treade vpon them with thy fete, & cast them downe to the grounde, for the enemie hath destroyed alltogether in the Sactuary.⁵ Thy aduersaries roare in thy houses, & set vp their banners for tokens.⁶ Men maye se the axes glister aboue, like as those that hewe in the wod.⁷ They cutt downe all the sylinge worke of ye Sactuary wt bylles & axes.⁸ They haue set fyre vpon yi Sactuary they haue defiled ye dwellynge place of yi name, eue vnto the groude.⁹ Yee they saye in their hertes: Let vs spoyle the all together, thus haue they brent vp all the houses of God in the londe.¹⁰ We se oure tokens nomore, there is not one prophet more, no not one that vnderstondeth enymore.¹¹ Oh God, how loge shal the aduersary do this dishonoure, how loge shal the enemie blaspheme thy name? foreuer?

¹² Why withdrawest thou thine honde? why pluckest thou not thy right hode out of thy bosome, to consume thine enemies?¹³ But God is my kynge of olde, the helpe that is done vpon earth he doth it himself.¹⁴ Thou denydest ye see thorow thy power, thou breakest the heades of the dragos in the waters.¹⁵ Thou smytest the heades of Leuiathan in peces, & geuest him to be meate for the people in the wildernesse.¹⁶ Thou dyggest vp welles & brokes, thou dryest vp mightie waters.¹⁷ The daye is thyne, & the night is thine: thou hast prepared the lightes & the Sonne.

¹⁸ Thou hast set all ye borders of the earth thou hast made both Sommer & wynter.¹⁹ Remembre this (o LORDE) how the enemie rebuketh, & how the foolish people blaspheme thy name.²⁰ O delyuer not the soule of thy turtle doue vnto the beestes, & forget not the congregacon of the poore for euer.²¹ Loke vpon the couenaunt, for the darcke houses of the earth are full of wickednesse.²² O let not the symple go awaye ashamed, for the poore & nedy geue prayses vnto thy name.²³ Aryse (o God) & manteyne thine owne cause, remembre how the foolish ma blasphemeth the daylie. Forget not the voyce of thine enemies, for the presumpcion of them that hate the, increaseth euer more & more.