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PSALM 49, by            
First Line: World dwellers all give heed to what I say
Last Line: Do live and dy of whom is no record.


World dwellers all give heed to what I say
To all I speake, to rich poore high and low
Knowledg the subject in my heart conceives
Wisdom the Words shall from my mouth proceed
Which I will measure by melodious eare
And ridled speech to tuned harp accord.

The times of Evill why should they me dismay
When mischeif shall my footstepps overflow.
And first from him whom fickle trust deceaves
Of wealth which his vain confidence doth breed
Since no man can his Brothers life outbeare
Nor yeild for him his ransom to the Lord.

For deare the price that for a soul must pay
And death in bargaining is endlesse slow
Nay tell me whom a longer time he leaves
Rejected from the tomb for treasures meed?
At his sure summons Wise and fools appeare
And others spend the riches they did leave.

A second thinks his house shall not decay
Nor time his glorious buildings overthrow
Nam'd proudly of his name, where folly reaves
Such honourd fooles of sense, and they indeed
A brutish life and death as beasts they were
Do live and dy of whom is no record.

These though their race approve their peevish way
Death in the pitt his carrion food doth stow
And lo the first succeding life perceives
The just installed in the great mans stead
Yea farr his prince: for soon that lovely cheare
Lovely in house, in tomb becomes abhorrd.

But God my God to interrupt the pray
Of my life from the grave shall not foreslow
For hee it is he only me receaves
Then though one rich do grow and honours seed
Spring with increase yet stand Thou free from feare
Of all his pomp death shall him naught afford.

Please they themselves, which think at happyest stay
To please themselves: yet to their Fathers go
Shall they to endless dark; for Folly reaves
Exalted men of sense; and they indeed
A brutish life and death as beasts they were
Do live and dy of whom is no record.





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