Matthew(i)
1 To the chaunter destroye not, a Psalme and song of Asaph. Vnto the, O God, wil we geue thankes, yea vnto the wyll we geue thanckes, and seynge thy name is so ny, we wil tel of thy wonderous worckes.
2 When I maye get a conuenyent tyme, I shall iudge accordyng vnto ryght.
3 The earh is weake and al that is therein, but I beare vp her pyllers.
4 I sayde vnto the madde people, deale not so madly, and to the vngodly set not vp your hornes.
5 Set not vp your hornes on hie, and speake not wyth a styfe necke.
6 For promocyon commeth neyther from the East ner from the weste, ner yet from the wyldernesse
7 And why? God is the Iudge: he putteth downe one, and setteth vp another.
8 For in the hand of the Lord ther is a cup full of strong wyne, and he poureth oute of the same: As for the dregges therof, al the vngodly of the earth shall dryncke them, and sucke them oute.
9 But I wyll talke of the God of Iacob, & prayse him for euer.
10 Al the hornes of the vngodly wil I breake and the hornes of the ryghtuous shall be exalted.