The CL. Psalmes of David in Scottish meter: after the forme that they are vsed to bee sung in the Kirke of Scotland.

PSALME LVIII.

〈♫〉〈♫〉BVt is it true, O frowarde folke, doe yee nowe justly talke? O sonnes of men, in judging thus, doe yee vprightly walke? [verse 2] Nay, nay, yee rather mischiefe muse, whereto your heartes bee bent: To execute your cruell rage, on earth your

time is spent.

[verse 3] But what? the wicked strangers are, and from the wombe they stray: Yea, from their birth they lewdly erre, and none so lye as they.

[verse 4] Their subtle malice doeth surmount, the crafrie serpentes speare:

[verse 5] Who could th'inchanters charmes auoide, by stopping of her eare.

[verse 6] Breake thou, O Lord, the teeth of such, as doe the trueth deuoure: The jawes of these young Lions, Lord, breake downe and swage their power.

[verse 7] And as the waters doe decrease, away so let them passe: When that thou doest thine arrowes shoot, then let them breake as glasse.

[verse 8] Let such consume, as doeth a snaile, whose nature is to melt: Or like vntimely fruite, whose eyes no Sunne hath seene or felt.

[verse 9] As flesh red-rawe, vnmeete for meate, till change bee made by fire: So let them, Lord, fade hence, as with a whirle-winde in thine ire.

[verse 10] The righteous shall in heart rejoyce, thy vengeance thus to see: And bathe his feete in such mens blood, with pure effect shall hee.

[verse 11] And men shall say, now of a trueth, the righteous fruite may haue, By seeing God to judge the earth, and yet his flocke to saue.