The Perils of the Pilgrim 1Why standest thou so farre of O God?
2The vngodly of a wylfulnesse persecuteth the poore:
3For the vngodly prayseth according to his owne heartes desire: and blessing the couetous, he blasphemeth God.
4The vngodly looketh so proudly as though he cared for none at all: neither is the Lorde in all his thoughtes.
5His wayes are alwayes greeuous, but thy iudgementes are farre aboue out of his sight:
6He hath sayde in his heart, tushe, I can not be remoued: for I can not
7His mouth is full of cursing, and of deceate, and of fraude: vnder his tongue is labour and mischiefe.
8He sitteth lurkyng in theeuishe corners of the streates: and priuily in lurking dennes he doth murther the innocent, he eyeth diligently hym that is weake.
9He lieth in wayte lurking as a Lion in his denne: he lyeth in wayte lurkyng, that he may violently carry away the afflicted, he doth carry away violentlye the afflicted, in halyng hym into his net.
10He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
11He sayeth in his heart, tushe, the Lord hath forgotten: he hydeth away his face, and he wyll neuer see it.
12Aryse vp O Lorde God: lift vp thine hande, forget not the afflicted.
13Wherefore shoulde the wicked blaspheme the Lorde:
14Surely thou hast seene
15Breake thou the power of the vngodly and malitious: searche thou out his vngodlynes, and thou shalt finde none afterwarde in him.
16God is king for euer and euer: but the Heathen shall perishe out of the lande.
17O God, thou hast hearde the desire of the afflicted:
18Thou wylt be attentiue with thyne eare, to geue iudgement for the fatherlesse and oppressed: |