Contempt of faith, falſehood, deceit,
the wrath of God withal.
12 Unſatiable greed of world's gain,
oppreſſion, cries of poor,
Perpetual a ſlanderous race,
no juſtice put in Ure.
13 The haughty pride of mighty men
of former vice chief cauſe,
The nutriture of wickedneſs,
an unjuſt match of laws:
14 Therefore this caſe the prophets old
of long time did preſage,
As now has happened every point
into your preſent age.
15 Since fate is ſo, now Scotland learn
in patience to abide,
Slander, great fears, and ſudden plagues,
and Dolours more beſide,
16 For out of thee ſhall people riſe,
with divers happineſs;
And yet a pen can ſcarcely write
thy hurt, ſkaith, and diſtreſs:
17 And yet beware thou not diſtruſt
although o'erwhelm'd with grief,
Thy ſtroke is not perpetual,
for thou ſhalt find relief.
18 I do ſuppoſe, although too late,
old prophecies ſhall hold,
Hope thou in God's goodneſs ever,
and mercies manifold.
19 For thou that now a patient is,
and ſeemeth to be bound,
At liberty ſhall free be ſet,
and with empire renown'd.
20 From high above ſhall grace come down:
and thy ſtate, Scotland, be
In letter end more proſperous
nor former age did ſee.
21 Old prophecies fortel to thee
a warlike heir bee's born,
Who ſhall recover now his right,
advance his kingdom's horn:
22 Then ſhall the Scots' ſword ſweet with blood,
and ſlaughter which they make,
