Classic Poem

PSALM XIV .

Dixit insipiens.

1.

The foolish man by fleshe and fancy led,
His guilty heart with this fond thought hath fed;
There is no Glod it raigneth.

2.

And so thereafter he and all his mates
Do works which earth corrupts and Heaven hates:
Not one that good remaineth.

3.

Even God Himself sent down His peircing ey,
If of this clayey race He could espy
One that His wisdom learneth.

4.

And lo, He finds that all a straying went;
All plung'd in stinking filth, not one well bent,
Not one that God discerneth.

5.

O madness of these folks, thus loosely led!
These canibals, who, as if they were bread,
God's people do devouere,

6.

Nor ever call on God; but they shall quake
More than they now do bragg, when He shall take
The just into His power.

7.

Indeed, the poore, opprest by you, you mock,
Their counsells are your common jesting stock;
But God is their recomfort.

8.

Ah, when from Syon shall the Saver come,
That Jacob, freed by Thee, may glad become,
And Israel full of comfort?