Psalms 52:1
Why boastest thou thy self (thou Tyraunt) that thou canst do myschefe?
Why boastest thou thy self (thou Tyraunt) that thou canst do myschefe?
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2 Where as the goodnesse of God endureth yet daylie.
3 Thy tonge ymagineth wickednesse, and with lyes it cutteth like a sharpe rasoure.
4 Thou louest vngraciousnesse more the good, to talke of lyes more then rightuousnesse.
5 Sela. Thou louest to speake all wordes yt maye do hurte, O thou false toge.
6 Therfore shal God cleane destroyethe, smyte the in peces, plucke the out of thy dwellinge, and rote the out of the londe of the lyuinge.
7 Sela.The rightuous shal se this, & feare, and laugh him to scorne.
3 LORDE, how longe shal the vngodly, how longe shal the vngodly tryumphe?
4 How longe shal all wicked doers speake so di?daynedly, and make soch proude boastynge?
1 O Lorde, thou art more rightuous, then that I shulde dispute with the: Neuertheles, let me talke with the in thinges reasonable. How happeneth it, that the waye off the vngodly is so prosperous? and that it goeth so wel with them, which (with out eny shame) offede and lyue in wickednesse?
5 Cometh not this for ye greate wickednesse, & for thine vngracious dedes which are innumerable?
10 We se oure tokens nomore, there is not one prophet more, no not one that vnderstondeth enymore.
13 yt thy mynde is so puft vp agaynst God & lettest soch wordes go out of thy mouth?
22 O let not the symple go awaye ashamed, for the poore & nedy geue prayses vnto thy name.
2 O ye sonnes off men: how longe will ye blaspheme myne honoure? why haue ye soch pleasure in vanyte, & seke after lyes?
3 Thinkest thou it well done, to oppresse me, to cast me of (beinge a worke of thy hondes) and to manteyne the councell of the vngodly?
7 Wherfore do wicked me lyue in health and prosperite, come to their olde age, & increase in riches?
16 But nowe ye reioyce in youre bostinges. All soche reioysynge is euell.
1 The foolish bodies saye in their hertes: Tush, there is no God. Corrupte are they, and become abhominable in their wickednesses: there is not one, that doth good.
3 Shulde men geue eare vnto the only? Thou wilt laugh other men to scorne, & shal no body mocke the agayne?
3 How longe wil ye ymagin myschefe agaynst euery man? ye shal be slayne all ye sorte of you: yee as a tottringe wall shal ye be, & like a broken hedge.
7 Will ye make answere for God with lyes, and mateyne him with disceate?
49 What man is he that lyueth, and shal not se death? Maye a ma delyuer his owne soule from the honde of hell?
17 What is man, that thou hast him in soch reputacion, and settest so moch by him?
19 Thou hast brought me to greate honoure, & comforted me on euery syde.
13 Thine eyes are clene, thou mayest not se euell, thou canst not beholde ye thinge that is wicked. Wherfore then dost thou loke vpon the vngodly, and holdest thy tunge, when the wicked deuoureth the man that is better the himself?
5 Wilt thou then put me awaye, and cast me of foreuer? Or wilt thou withdrawe thy self clene fro me? Neuertheles, thou speakest soch wordes, but thou art euer doinge worse, and worse.
2 For he dyssembleth before his face, so longe till his abhominable synne be founde out.
3 The wordes of his mouth are vnrightuousnesse and disceate, he wil not be lerned to do good.
19 Let me not be confounded (o LORDE) for I call vpon the: let the vngodly rather be put to confucion, and brought vnto the hell.
16 But vnto the vngodly sayeth God: Why doest thou preach my lawes, and takest my couenaunt in thy mouth?
8 Of soch an vngodly personne as thou, & of ye sonne of man that is rightuous as thou pretendest to be:
13 Wherfore shulde the wicked blaspheme God, and saye in his herte: Tush, he careth not for it?
12 Thou hast vpholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for euer.
27 Fle fro euell, & do ye thinge that is good, so shalt thou dwell for euer.
1 Why art thou gone so farre of, o LORDE? wilt thou hyde thyselff in tyme of trouble?
4 Or despysest thou the riches of his goodnesse, pacience, and loge sufferinge? Knowest thou not, that ye louynge kyndnesse of God leadeth the to repentaunce?
19 Thou lettest yi mouth speake wickednesse, & thy tonge paynteth disceate.
13 Let him refrayne his tonge from euell, and his lippes that they speake no gyle.
6 Yf thou synnest, what dost thou vnto him? Yf thine offences be many, how gettest thou his fauoure?
29 Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
1 Make not thy boost of tomorow, for thou knowest not what maye happen todaye.
12 But it is thou my companyon, my gyde and myne owne familier frede.
39 Wherfore them murmureth the lyuinge man? let him murmoure at his owne synne,
6 The houses of robbers are in wealth and prosperite, & they that maliciously medle agaynst God, dwel without care: yee God geueth all thinges richely with his honde.
17 Ye greue the LORDE with youre wordes, and yet ye saye: wherwithall haue we greued him? In this, that ye saye: All that do euell are good in the sight of God, and soch please him. Or els where is the God that punysheth?
3 LORDE, what is ma, that thou hast soch respecte vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest him?
10 Sela. When thou punyshest one man, he must knowlege, that thou art redy to punysh other mo.
11 Turne not thou thy mercy fro me o LORDE, but let thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth allwaye preserue me.
3 For the vngodly maketh boost of his owne hertes desyre, the cuvetous blesseth him self, and blasphemeth the LORDE.
3 Why lettest thou me se weerynesse and laboure? Tyrany and violence are before me, power ouergoeth right: