Psal 36 (MS. Fairfax 40, The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford)
Transcription
The inward thoughts of wicked men say this
Ther is noe god to whom ther feare is due
Till that he see's how vaine his fancy is
And this his haitful sin exposed to vew
For from his false deceatful lipps comes nothing forth
Thatt shewes him wise, good or of any worth
Lord in hiest sphears thy mercys seated ther
To vs in lower orbs thy truth extend
Thy goodness like the holy mountains are
As deepes thy' bounty on men & beass desend
O how great's thy loue to the sons of men
As ther Protector let them serue thee then
They wth the daintys of thy house are fed
More then Ambrosia ther, ther drinke is sweet
Are by thy light to liuing fountains led
Such loue & kindness to thyn foreuer bee't
Lett not the hand or foot of prid preuaile
Lett th'one whent moues, th'other in acting faile
Modernized Text
The inward thoughts of wicked men say this:
There is no God to whom their fear is due!
Till that he sees how vain his fancy is
And this his hateful sin exposed to view.
From his deceitful lips comes nothing forth
That shows him wise, good or of any worth.
In highest spheres thy mercy's seated there;
To us in lower orbs thy truth extend.
Thy goodness like the holy mountains are;
As deeps th'bounty on men and beasts descend.
O how great's thy love to the sons of men;
As their Protector let them serve thee then.
They with the dainties of thy house are fed
More then ambrosia there; their drink is sweet;
[They] Are by thy light to living fountains led.
Such love and kindness to thine euer be't.
Let not the hand or foot of pride prevail.
Let th'one when't moves, th'other in acting fail.
