Psalm 50 Bishops' Bible 1568

From Textus Receptus

Psa 50:1 <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. Psa 50:2 Out of Sion: hath the Lorde appeared in perfect beautie. Psa 50:3 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. Psa 50:4 He calleth from aboue the heauen and the earth: that he may iudge his people. Psa 50:5 Gather my saintes together vnto me: those that haue made a couenaunt with me with sacrifice. Psa 50:6 And the heauens shall declare his ryghteousnesse: for God is iudge hym selfe. Selah. Psa 50:7 Heare O my people, and I wil speake: I my selfe wyll testifie vnto thee O Israel, I am the Lorde, euen thy Lorde. Psa 50:8 I wyll not reproue thee because of thy sacrifices, or for thy burnt offerynges: [for that they be not] alway before me. Psa 50:9 I wyll take no bullocke out of thy house: nor goates out of thy foldes. Psa 50:10 For all the beastes of the forest are myne: and so are the cattel vpon a thousande hylles. Psa 50:11 I knowe all the foules vpon the mountaynes: and the wylde beastes of the fielde are at my commaundement. Psa 50:12 If I be hungry, I wyll not tell thee: for the whole worlde is myne, and all that is therin. Psa 50:13 Thinkest thou that I will eate bulles fleshe: and drynke the blood of goates? Psa 50:14 Offer vnto God prayse: and pay thy vowes vnto the most hyghest. Psa 50:15 And call vpon me in the tyme of trouble: I wyll heare thee, and thou shalt glorifie me. Psa 50:16 But the Lorde sayd vnto the vngodly: why doest thou preache my lawes, and takest my couenaunt in thy mouth? Psa 50:17 Seyng that thou hatest discipline: and hast cast my wordes behynde thee. Psa 50:18 When thou sawest a thiefe, thou dydst consent vnto hym: and thou hast ben partaker with the adulterers. Psa 50:19 Thou hast let thy mouth speake wickednesse: and with thy tongue thou hast set foorth deceipt. Psa 50:20 Thou sattest and spakedst agaynst thy brother: yea and hast slaundered thine owne mothers sonne. Psa 50:21 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.] Psa 50:22 Consider this I pray you, ye that forget the Lorde: lest I plucke you away, and there be none to delyuer you. Psa 50:23 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.