The VII. Chapter.
WO is me: I am become as one, that [ A] goeth a gleenynge in the haruest. There are no mo grapes to eate, yet wolde I fayne (with all my herte) haue of the best frute. There is not a godlyman vpō earth, there is not one rightuous amōge mē. They laboure all to shed bloude, & euery mā hunteth his brother to death: yet they saye they do well, when they do euell. As the prin¦ce wil, so sayeth the iudge: yt he maye do him a pleasure agayne. The greate mā speaketh what his herte desyreth, & ye hearers alowe him. The best off thē is but as a thistle, and the most rightuous of them is but as a b••ere in the hedge. But when the daye of thy prea¦chers commeth, yt th••u shalt be vysited: thē shal they be waisted awaye. Let no man bele¦ue his frende, ner put his confidēce in a prin∣ce. Kepe the porte of thy mouth, from her yt lieth in thy bosome: for ye sonne shal put his father to dishonoure, the doughter shal ryse agaynst her mother, ye doughter in lawe a∣gaynst hir mother in lawe: and a mans foes shalbe euen they of his owne housholde.
Neuerthelesse I wil loke vp vnto ye LOR∣DE, [ B] I wil paciently abyde God my sauioure: my God shal heare me. O thou enemie of my¦ne, reioyce not at my fall, for I shal get vp a∣gayne: and though I syt in darcknesse, yet ye LORDE is my light. I will beare the punish∣ment of the LORDE (for why, I haue offen∣ded him) till he syt in iudgment vpon my cau¦se, and se that I haue right. He wil bringe me forth to the light, and I shal se his rightuos¦nesse.