Psalm 50
Deus deorum
1 THE Lord, even the most mighty God, hath spoken * and called the world, from the rising up of the sun unto the going down thereof.
2 Out of Sion hath God appeared * in perfect beauty.
3 Our God shall come, and shall not keep silence * there shall go before him a consuming fire, and a mighty tempest shall be stirred up round about him.
4 He shall call the heaven from above * and the earth, that he may judge his people.
5 Gather my saints together unto me * those that have made a covenant with me with sacrifice.
6 And the heavens shall declare his righteousness * for God is Judge himself.
7 Hear, O my people, and I will speak * I myself will testify against thee, O Israel; for I am God, even thy God.
8 I will not reprove thee because of thy sacrifices, or for thy burnt-offerings * because they were not alway before me.
9 I will take no bullock out of thine house * nor he-goat out of thy folds.
10 For all the beasts of the forest are mine * and so are the cattle upon a thousand hills.
11 I know all the fowls upon the mountains * and the wild beasts of the field are in my sight.
12 If I be hungry, I will not tell thee * for the whole world is mine, and all that is therein.
13 Thinkest thou that I will eat bulls' flesh * and drink the blood of goats?
14 Offer unto God thanksgiving * and pay thy vows unto the most Highest.
15 And call upon me in the time of trouble * so will I hear thee, and thou shalt praise me.
16 But unto the ungodly said God * Why dost thou preach my laws, and takest my covenant in thy mouth;
17 Whereas thou hatest to be reformed * and has cast my words behind thee?
18 When thou sawest a thief, thou consentedst unto him * and hast been partaker with the adulterers.
19 Thou hast let thy mouth speak wickedness * and with thy tongue thou hast set forth deceit.
20 Thou satest, and spakest against thy brother * yea, and hast slandered thine own mother's son.
21 These things hast thou done, and I held my tongue, and thou thoughtest wickedly, that I am even such a one as thyself * but I will reprove thee, and set before thee the things that thou hast done.
22 O consider this, ye that forget God * lest I pluck you away, and there be none to deliver you.
23 Whoso offereth me thanks and praise, he honoureth me * and to him that ordereth his conversation right will I shew the salvation of God.