Psalms 94

Matthew(i) 1 O Lorde God, to whome vengeaunce belongeth: thou God to whome vengeaunce belongeth shewe thy self. 2 Aryse thou iudge of the world & rewarde the proude after their deseruyng. 3 Lorde how longe shall the vngodly, how longe shall the vngodly triumphe? 4 How longe shall all wicked doers speake so disdaynfully, and make such proude boastynge? 5 They smyte doune thy people, O Lorde, and trouble thine heritage. 6 They murthur the wydowe & the straunger, and put the fatherlesse to death. 7 And yet they saye: Tushe, the Lorde seyth not, the God of Iacob regardeth it not. 8 Take hede, ye vnwyse among the people: O ye fooles, when will ye vnderstande? 9 He that planted the eare, shal he not heare? he that made the eye, shal not he se? 10 He that nurtureth the Heathen, and teacheth a man knowlege, shall not he punish? 11 The Lord knoweth the thoughtes of men, that they are but vayne. 12 Blessed is the man, whome thou learnest (O LORDE) and teacheste hym in thy lawe. 13 That thou mayest geue hym pacience in tyme of aduersitie, vntil the pytte be dygged vp for the vngodly. 14 For the Lorde will not fayle his people, neither will he forsake his inheritaunce. 15 And why? iudgement shalbe turned agayn vnto righteousnesse, and all suche as be true of hert shall folow it. 16 Who ryseth vp with me agaynst the wicked? who taketh my parte agaynste the euell doers? 17 If the Lord had not helped me, my soule had almost bene put to silence. 18 When I sayde: my fote hath slypped, thy mercy (O Lord) helde me vp. 19 In the multitude of the sorowes that I had in my herte, thy comfortes haue refreshed my soule. 20 Wilt thou haue any thing to do with the stoole of wickednesse, which ymagineth mischief in the lawe? 21 They gather them together agaynste the soule of the righteous, and condemne the innocent bloude. 22 But the Lord is my refuge, my God is the strength of my confidence. 23 He shall recompence them their wickednesse, & destroye them in their owne malyce: yea, the Lorde our God shall destroy them.