Matthew(i)
1 To the chaunter, an exortacyon of Dauid when Doeg the Edomite came to Saul, and shewed hym, sayinge: Dauid is come to the house of Ahimelech. Why boastest thou thy self, thou Tyrraunt, that thou canste do myschiefe? Wher as the goodnesse of God endureth yet dayly.
2 Thy tonge ymagyneth wyckednesse, and with lyes it cutteth like a sharpe rasoure.
3 Thou loueste vngratiousnesse more then good, to talke of lyes more then ryghtuousnesse. Selah.
4 Thou louest to speake al wordes that may do hurte. O thou false tonge.
5 Therfore shall God cleane destroye the, smyte the in peces, pluke the out of thy dwellynge, and rote the out of the lande of the lyuynge. Selah.
6 The rightuous shal se this, and feare, and laugh him to scorne,
7 Lo, this is the man, that toke not God for his strength but trusted vnto the multitud of his riches, & was myghty in his wickednes.
8 As for me, I am lyke a grene olyue tree in the house of God: my truste is in the tender mercy of God for euer and euer.
9 I wyll alwaye geue thankes vnto the, for that thou hast done: & wil hope in thy name, for thy sayntes lyke it wel.