- The wicked with his works unjust,
- doth thus persuade his heart,
- That of the Lord he hath no trust,
- his fear is set apart.
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- 2 Yet doth he joy in his estate,
- to walk as he began:
- So long ‘til he deserve the hate,
- of God and eke of man.
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- 3 His words are wicked, vile and naught,
- his tongue no truth doth tell,
- Yet at no hand will he be taught,
- which way he may do well.
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- 4 When he should sleep then doth he muse
- his mischief to fulfill:
- No wicked ways doth he refuse,
- nor nothing that is ill.
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- 5 But Lord thy goodness doth ascend,
- above the heavens high:
- So doth thy truth itself extend,
- unto the cloudy sky.
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- 6 Much more than hills so high and steep,
- thy justice is expressed:
- Thy judgments like to seas most deep,
- thou savest both man and beast.
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- 7 Thy mercy is above all things,
- O God, it doth excel:
- In trust whereof as in thy wings,
- the sons of men shall dwell
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- 8 Within thy house they shall be fed,
- with plenty at their will:
- Of all delights they shall be sped,
- and take thereof their fill.
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- 9 For why? the well of life so pure,
- doth overflow from thee:
- And in thy light we are full sure,
- the lasting light to see.
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- 10 From such as thee desire to know,
- let not thy grace depart,
- Thy righteousness declare and show,
- to men of upright heart.
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- 11 Let not the proud on me prevail
- O Lord, of thy good grace:
- Nor let the wicked me assail,
- to throw me out of place.
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- 12 But they in their devise shall fall,
- that wicked works maintain:
- They shall be overthrown withal,
- and never rise again.
