Psal 14 (MS. Fairfax 40, The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford)
Transcription
To say thers no god from fooles harts bolt
Ther liues corupt, ther ill euill workes are many
Then the Lord did look'd from his heauenly vault
To see Who saught him butt he found not any
In thes[?] poluted ways all aside all are gone
To doe a thing that's good is ther's not one
Has all ill doers still yitt noe more witt
But on thy people as on bread to feed
And on the Lord not once reflecting yitt
Strik them wth fear who saues the poor in need
Thence Out of Zion whence saluation comes
A freedome that, shal glad all Jacobs sones
Modernized Text
To say there's no God from fools' hearts bolt;
Their lives corupt, their evil works are many.
Then the Lord did look from his heavenly vault
To see who sought him, but he found not any.
In polluted ways all aside are gone;
To do a thing that's good is there not one.
Has all ill doers still yet no more wit
But on thy people as on bread to feed,
And on the Lord not once reflecting yet?
Strike them with fear, [thou] who saves the poor in need.
Thence out of Zion whence salvation comes,
A freedom that shall glad all Jacob's sons.
