1 A psalme of Asaph. The most mightie Lorde God hath spoken: and called the earth from the rysyng vp of the sunne, vnto the goyng downe therof. VP
2 Out of Sion: hath the Lorde appeared in perfect beautie. VP
3 Our Lorde commeth, and he wyll not kepe scilence: there goeth before hym a consumyng fire, and a mightie tempest is sturred rounde about hym. VP
4 He calleth from aboue the heauen and the earth: that he may iudge his people. VP
5 Gather my saintes together vnto me: those that haue made a couenaunt with me with sacrifice. VP
6 And the heauens shall declare his ryghteousnesse: for God is iudge hym selfe. Selah. VP
7 Heare O my people, and I wil speake: I my selfe wyll testifie vnto thee O Israel, I am the Lorde, euen thy Lorde. VP
8 I wyll not reproue thee because of thy sacrifices, or for thy burnt offerynges: for that they be not alway before me. VP
9 I wyll take no bullocke out of thy house: nor goates out of thy foldes. VP
10 For all the beastes of the forest are myne: and so are the cattel vpon a thousande hylles. VP
11 I knowe all the foules vpon the mountaynes: and the wylde beastes of the fielde are at my commaundement. VP
12 If I be hungry, I wyll not tell thee: for the whole worlde is myne, and all that is therin. VP
13 Thinkest thou that I will eate bulles fleshe: and drynke the blood of goates? VP
14 Offer vnto God prayse: and pay thy vowes vnto the most hyghest. VP
15 And call vpon me in the tyme of trouble: I wyll heare thee, and thou shalt glorifie me. VP
16 But the Lorde sayd vnto the vngodly: why doest thou preache my lawes, and takest my couenaunt in thy mouth? VP
17 Seyng that thou hatest discipline: and hast cast my wordes behynde thee. VP
18 When thou sawest a thiefe, thou dydst consent vnto hym: and thou hast ben partaker with the adulterers. VP
19 Thou hast let thy mouth speake wickednesse: and with thy tongue thou hast set foorth deceipt. VP
20 Thou sattest and spakedst agaynst thy brother: yea and hast slaundered thine owne mothers sonne. VP
21 These thynges hast thou done and I helde my tongue, thou thoughtest that I am euen such a one as thou thy selfe art: but I wyll reproue thee, and I wyll set foorth in order before thine eyes all that thou hast done. VP
22 Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you. VP
23 Who so offereth vnto me thankes and prayse, he honoureth me: and to hym that ordereth his conuersation ryght, I wyll shewe the saluation of God. VP