Classic Poem

Dixit in corde suo insipiens.

The fol maling in her heart dict, & croyt,
God is not: & corrupts, and reverses
His dying, his life, horrible faicts exercises:
No ung deed alone does nothing good droict,
Ny not vouldroit.

God of heaven looked icy hault
On humans, avecques diligence,
Would see if quelcun intelligence,
Who invocquer divine mercy
Fust in soucy.

But all things seen found that every one
A forvoye holding damnable ways:
All wholes are faicts abominable:
And is celluy which cope well aulcun,
Not until ung.

Ilz have no sense wholes these pernicious
Which are all evil, and never to change?
Who like my bread paovre people eat,
And invocquer points are concerned
God of cieulx?

Certainly [as] will esbahys,
On the field ilz tremble in craincte:
For the LORD by his tressaincte favor
Held for ceulx droicts to find that,
And aymeront.

Ha unhappy, you estudiez
A mocquer you with good intentions,
The immortal paovre the afflicted gives
Pource qu'ilz on him wholes are supported,
And laugh.

O who, when & Syon out
Israel to rescue his suffering?
When God Mectra his people to deliverance,
Adoncq joy of Israel jouyra,
Jacob laughs.