Psalm 112

WHo on Gods lawe his love doth place,
And, feareth him, right blest is hee:
God, will on earth advance his race,
And, blest his faithfull seed shall be.
His house with plenty shall be dight,
His Iustice, shall not be confinde;
In darknes, he shall still have light,
For, he is meek, & just, & kinde.

The righteous lends, & helps the pore,
His dealings, he discreetly weighes;
His fame, abides for evermore,
And in a state vnchangd, he staies.
He starts not, evill Newes to heare.
On God, his hopes & muzings be.
His hart is fixt, & will not fear
Till on his foes, his wish he see.

He, on the pore, doth Almes bestowe,
And, alway just, he doth abide.
For which, his horne shall powrfull growe,
And, with renowne be dignifide.
Which, when vngodly men perceave,
They shall, through envy & despight.
Growe furious, gnash their teeth, & greeve.
And, loose thir hopes, & longings quite.

Another of the same.
ALl they that fear the Lord, attaine to blisse;
Because, that, such delight God's will to doe.
Conferd on them, shall honors be, for this,
Deriving to their seed, great blessings to.
Encreasing wealth, their houses, full shall fill.
For aye, the Iustman's righteousnes remaines.
Great light, on him, in darknes beameth still.
He righteous is, & kinde, & Mercy daignes,
If need require he lends, & gives besides.
Kept streight are all his waies, by prudent care.
Layd fast his groundworke are; & firme he bides.
Made endles, his memorialls (likewise) are.
No fears he feels, though evill Newes there be;
On God with fixed hart he doth relie:
Puts trust in him; not shrincking, till that hee
Quite overthrowne doth all his foes espie.
Releef among the pore bestoweth he;
So keeping, still, his dealings, all, vpright,
That, him advanc'd, Vngodly men shall see;
Vex, gnash their teeth, & loose their lōgings quite.