God Judges the Earth

1Yf youre myndes be vpon rightuousnesse in dede, then iudge the thinge that is right, o ye sonnes of men.

2But ye ymagin myschefe in youre hertes, and youre hondes deale with wickednesse.

3The vngodly are frowarde, eue from their mothers wombe: as soone as they be borne, they go astraie & speake lyes.

4They are as furious as the serpent, euen like the deaf Adder that stoppeth hir eares.

5That she shulde not heare the voyce of the charmer, charme he neuer so wysely.

6Breake their teth (o God) in their mouthes, smyte the chaft bones of the lyons whelpes in sonder, o LORDE.

7That they maye fall awaye, like water yt runneth a pace: and that when they shote their arowes, they maye be broke.

8Let the cosume awaye like a snale, & like the vntymely frute of a woman, and let them not se the Sonne.

9Or euer youre thornes be sharpe, the wrath shal take them awaye quycke, like a stormy wynde.

10The rightuous shal reioyse when he seyth the vengeaunce, and shal wash his fete in the bloude of the vngodly.

11So that men shal saye: verely, there is a rewarde for ye rightuous: doutles, there is a God that iudgeth the earth.