The Cords of the Wicked

1Many a tyme haue they fought agaynst me fro my youth vp (maye Israel now saie).

2Yee many a tyme haue they fought agaist me fro my youth vp, but they haue not ouercome me.

3The plowers plowed vpo my backe, & made loge forowes.

4But the rightous LORDE hath hewen ye yocke of ye vngodly in peces.

5Let them be confounded & turned backwarde, as many as haue euell will at Sion.

6Let the be eue as the haye vpon the house toppes, which wythereth afore it be pluckte vp.

7Wherof the mower fylleth not his hande, nether he that byndeth vp the sheaues, his bosome.

8So that they which go by, saye not so moch as: the LORDE prospere you, we wish you good lucke in the name of the LORDE.