Nonne Deo. Psal. lxii.
MY soul to God shall give good heed,
and him alone attend:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 why? my health and hope to speed
doth whole on him depend.
For he alone is my defence,
my rock, my health, and aid:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 is my stay, that no pretence
••••all make me much dismaid.
O wicked folk, how long will ye
••••e craft? sure ye must fall:
••as a rotten hedge ye be,
and like a tottring wall.
Whom God doth love, ye seek always
to put him to the worse:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 ••ove to lie, with mouth ye praise,
and yet your heart doth curse.
Yet still mysoul doth whole depend,
on God my chief desire:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 all ill feats me to defend,
none but him I require.
He is my rock, my fort and tower,
my health is of his grace:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 doth support me, that no power
can move me out of place.
God is my glory and my health,
my souls desire and lust:
••••f••rt, my strength, my stay, my wealth,
God is my onely trust.
Oh, have your trust in him alway,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 folk, with one accord:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 out your hearts to him, and say,
our trust is in the Lord.
The sons of men deceitful are,
on balance but a sleight:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 things most vain do them compare,
••••r they can keep no weight:
Trust not in wrong, robb'ry, nor stealth,
let vain delights be gone:
••••ough goods well got flow in with wealth
let not your hearts thereon.
The Lord long since one thing did tell,
which here to minde I call:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 spake it oft, I heard it well,
That God alone doth all.
And that thou, Lord, art good and kinde,
thy mercy doth exceed:
that all sorts with thee shall finde
according to their deed.