📖 Psalms 50
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The LORDE euen the mightie God hath spoke, & called the worlde from the rysinge vp of the sonne vnto the goinge downe of the same.
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Out of Sion apeareth the glorious beutie of God.
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Oure God shal come, and not kepe sylence: there goeth before him a consumynge fyre, and a mightie tempest rounde aboute him.
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He shal call the heauens from aboue, and the earth, that he maye iudge his people.
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5
Gather my sayntes together vnto me, those yt set more by the couenaunt then by eny offeringe.
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And the heauens shal declare his rightuousnesse, for God is iudge himself.
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Sela. Heare, o my people: let me speake, let me testifie amonge you, o Israel: I am God, euen thy God.
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I reproue the not because of thy sacrifice, yi burntofferinges are allwaye before me.
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9
I wil take no bullockes out of thy house, ner gotes out of thy foldes.
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10
For all the beestes of the felde are myne, and thousandes of catell vpon the hilles.
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11
I knowe all the foules vpon the mountaynes, and the wilde beastes of the felde are in my sight.
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12
Yf I be hongrie, I wil not tell the: for ye whole worlde is myne, and all that therin is.
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13
Thynkest thou, that I wil eate the flesh of oxen, or drynke the bloude of goates?
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14
Offre vnto God prayse and thankesgeuynge, and paye thy vowes vnto the most hyest.
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15
And call vpo me in the tyme of trouble, so wil I heare the, that thou shalt thanke me.
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16
But vnto the vngodly sayeth God: Why doest thou preach my lawes, and takest my couenaunt in thy mouth?
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Where as thou hatest to be refourmed, and castest my wordes behynde the?
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18
Yf thou seist a thefe, thou runnest with him, and art partaker with the aduouterers.
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19
Thou lettest yi mouth speake wickednesse, & thy tonge paynteth disceate.
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20
Thou syttest and speakest agaynst thy brother, yee and slaundrest thine owne mothers sonne.
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21
This thou doest, whyle I holde my tonge: and thinkest me to be eue soch one as thy self: but I wil reproue the, & set my self agaynst the.
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22
O considre this, ye that forget God: lest I plucke you awaie, and there be none to delyuer you.
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Who so offreth me thakes and prayse, he honoureth me: & this is the waye, wherby I wil shewe him the sauynge health of God.