Psalms 116:1-150:6 I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer.

Coverdale⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ I am wel pleased, yt the LORDE hath herde ye voyce of my prayer. ² That he hath enclyned his eare vnto me, therfore wil I call vpo him as longe as I lyue. ³ The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me, ⁴ I founde trouble and heuynesse. Then called I vpon ye name of the LORDE: o LORDE, delyuer my soule. ⁵ Gracious is ye LORDE & rightuous, yee oure God is mercifull. ⁶ The LORDE preserueth ye symple, I was brought downe, and he helped me. ⁷ Turne agayne then vnto thy rest (o my soule) for the LORDE hath geuen the thy desyre. ⁸ And why? thou hast delyuered my soule from death, myne eyes from teares, and my fete from fallinge. ⁹ I wil walke before ye LORDE, in the londe of the lyuynge. ¹⁰ I beleued, and therfore haue I spoke, but I was sore troubled. ¹¹ I sayde in my haist: All men are lyers. ¹² What rewarde shal I geue vnto ye LORDE, for all the benefites yt he hath done vnto me? ¹³ I wil receaue the cuppe of saluacio, and call vpon the name of the LORDE. ¹⁴ I wil paye my vowes in the presence of all his people, right deare in the sight of ye LORDE is the death of his sayntes. ¹⁵ O LORDE, I am thy seruaunt, I am thy seruaunt, ¹⁶ and the sonne of thy handmayden, thou hast broken my bondes in sonder. ¹⁷ I wil offre the the sacrifice of thankes geuynge, and wil call vpon the name of the LORDE. ¹⁸ I wil paye my vowes vnto the LORDE in the sight of all his people, ¹⁹ in the courtes of the LORDES house, eue in the myddest of the, o Ierusalem. Halleluya. ¹¹⁷ ¹ O prayse the LORDE all ye Gentiles, laude him all ye people. ² For his mercifull kyndnes is euer more and more towarde vs, & the trueth of the LORDE endureth for euer. Halleluya. ¹¹⁸ ¹ O Geue thankes vnto the LORDE, for he is gracious, and his mercy endureth for euer. ² Let Israel now confesse, yt his mercy endureth for euer. ³ Let the house of Aaron now confesse, that his mercy endureth for euer. ⁴ Yee let the now that feare the LORDE, confesse, that his mercy endureth for euer. ⁵ I called vpon the LORDE in trouble, and the LORDE herde me at large. ⁶ The LORDE is my helper, I wil not feare what man doeth vnto me. ⁷ The LORDE is my helper, & I shal se my desyre vpon myne enemies. ⁸ It is better to trust in the LORDE, then to put eny confidence in man. ⁹ It is better to trust in the LORDE, then to put eny confidece in prynces. ¹⁰ All Heithen compased me rounde aboute, but in the name of the LORDE wil I destroye the. ¹¹ They kepte me in on euery syde, but in the name of the LORDE, I wil destroye them. ¹² They came aboute me like bees, & were as hote as the fyre in the thornes, but in the name of the LORDE I wil destroye them. ¹³ They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe. ¹⁴ The LORDE is my stregth, & my songe, & is become my saluacion. ¹⁵ The voyce of ioye & myrth is in the dwellynges of ye rightuous, for ye right hande of the LORDE hath gotte the victory. ¹⁶ The right hande of the LORDE hath the preemynence, the right hade of the LORDE hath gotte the victory. ¹⁷ I wil not dye, but lyue, and declare the workes of the LORDE. ¹⁸ The LORDE hath chastened & correcte me, but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death. ¹⁹ Open me the gates of rightuousnes, yt I maye go in there thorow, & geue thakes vnto the LORDE. ²⁰ This is the dore of the LORDE, the rightuous shall entre in thorow it. ²¹ I thanke the, yt thou hast herde me, & art become my saluacio. ²² The same stone which the buylders refused, is become the heade stone in the corner. ²³ This was the LORDES doinge, & it is maruelous in or eyes. ²⁴ This is the daye which the LORDE hath made, let vs reioyse and be glad in it. ²⁵ Helpe now o LORDE, o LORDE sende vs now prosperite. ²⁶ Blessed be he that cometh in the name of the LORDE, we wish you good lucke, ye that be of the house of the LORDE. ²⁷ God is the LORDE, & hath shewed vs light: O garnish the solempne feast with grene braunches, eue vnto the hornes of ye aulter. ²⁸ Thou art my God, & I wil thanke the: thou art my God, and I wil prayse the. ²⁹ O geue thankes vnto the LORDE, for he is gracious, & his mercy endureth for euer. ¹¹⁹ ¹ Blessed are those yt be vndefiled in the waye: which walke in the lawe of ye LORDE. ² Blessed are they that kepe his testimonies, & seke him with their whole herte. ³ Which walke in his wayes, & do no wickednesse. ⁴ Thou hast geuen strayte charge to kepe thy commaundementes. ⁵ O that my wayes were stablished to kepe thy statutes. ⁶ So shulde I not be confounded, whyle I haue respecte vnto all thy commaundementes. ⁷ I wil thanke the with an vnfayned herte, because I am lerned in the iudgmentes of thy rightuousnesse. ⁸ I wil kepe thy statutes, o forsake me not vtterly. ⁹ Where withall shall a yonge man clense his waye? Euen by rulinge himself after thy worde. ¹⁰ With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes. ¹¹ Thy wordes haue I hyd within my herte, yt I shulde not synne agaynst the. ¹² Praysed be thou O LORDE, O teach me thy statutes. ¹³ With my lippes wil I be tellynge out all the iudgmentes of thy mouth. ¹⁴ I haue as greate delite in the waye of thy testimonies, as in all maner of riches. ¹⁵ I wil exercise my self in thy comaundementes, & haue respecte vnto thy fotepathes. ¹⁶ My delite shalbe in thy statutes, I will not forget thy wordes. ¹⁷ O do well vnto thy seruaunt, that I maye lyue and kepe thy wordes. ¹⁸ Open thou myne eyes, & so shal I spie out wonderous thinges in yi lawe. ¹⁹ I am a strauger vpo earth, O hyde not thy commaundementes fro me. ²⁰ My soule breaketh out, for the very feruent desyre that I haue allwaye vnto thy iudgmentes. ²¹ Thou rebukest the proude, cursed are they that departe from thy commaundemetes ²² O turne fro me shame & rebuke, for I kepe thy testimonies. ²³ Prynces also syt & speake agaynst me, but thy seruaut is occupied in thy statutes. ²⁴ In thy testimonies is my delite, they are my councelers. ²⁵ My soule cleueth to the dust, O quicken thou me acordinge to thy worde. ²⁶ I knowleged my wayes, & thou herdest me, O teach me then thy statutes. ²⁷ Make me to vnderstonde the waye of thy commaundemetes, & so shal I talke of thy wonderous workes. ²⁸ My soule melteth awaye for very heuynesse, o set me vp acordinge vnto thy worde. ²⁹ Take fro me the waye of lyenge, & graunte me thy lawe. ³⁰ I haue chosen the waye of treuth, thy iudgmentes haue I layed before me. ³¹ I sticke vnto thy testimonies, o LORDE cofounde me not. ³² I wil rune the waye of thy commaundementes, when thou hast comforted my herte. ³³ Teach me o LORDE the waye of thy statutes, and I shal kepe it vnto the ende. ³⁴ O geue me vnderstondinge, and I shal kepe yi lawe, yee I shal kepe it with my whole herte. ³⁵ Lede me in the path of thy commaundemetes, for that is my desyre, ³⁶ Enclyne myne herte vnto thy testimonies, & not to cuvetousnes. ³⁷ O turne awaye myne eyes, lest they beholde vanite, & quicke me in thy waie. ³⁸ O stablish thy worde in thy seruaunt, yt I maye feare the. ³⁹ Take awaye the rebuke yt I am afraied of, for thy iudgmetes are amiable. ⁴⁰ Beholde, my delite is in thy commaudemetes, o quycke me in thy rightuousnesse. ⁴¹ Let thy louynge mercy come vnto me (o LORDE) and thy sauynge health acordinge vnto thy worde. ⁴² That I maye geue answere vnto my blasphemers, for my trust is in yi worde. ⁴³ O take not ye worde of treuth vtterly out of my mouth, for my hope is in thy iudgmentes. ⁴⁴ So shal I allwaye kepe thy lawe, yee for euer and euer. ⁴⁵ And I wil walke at liberty, for I seke thy commaundementes. ⁴⁶ I wil speake of thy testimonies euen before kynges, and wil not be ashamed. ⁴⁷ My delite shalbe in thy commaundementes, which I loue. ⁴⁸ My hondes also will I lift vp vnto thy commaundemetes which I loue, & my talkynge shalbe of thy statutes. ⁴⁹ O thynke vpon thy seruaunt as concernynge yi worde, wherin thou hast caused me to put my trust. ⁵⁰ For it is my comforte in my trouble, yee thy worde quyckeneth me. ⁵¹ The proude haue me greatly in derision, yet shrencke not I from thy lawe. ⁵² I remembre thy euerlastinge iudgmentes (o LORDE) and am comforted. ⁵³ I am horribly afrayed for ye vngodly, that forsake thy lawe. ⁵⁴ Thy statutes are my songes in the house of my pilgremage. ⁵⁵ I thynke vpon thy name (o LORDE) in the night season, and kepe thy lawe. ⁵⁶ It is myne owne, for I kepe thy commaundementes. ⁵⁷ Thou art my porcion (o LORDE) I am purposed to kepe thy lawe. ⁵⁸ I make myne humble peticion in thy presence wt my whole herte, o be mercifull vnto me acordinge vnto yi worde. ⁵⁹ I call myne owne wayes to remembraunce, and turne my fete in to thy testimonies. ⁶⁰ I make haist, and prolonge not the tyme, to kepe thy commaundemetes. ⁶¹ The congregacions of the vngodly haue robbed me, but I forget not thy lawe. ⁶² At mydnight stonde I vp, to geue thakes vnto the, for the iudgmentes of thy rightuousnesse. ⁶³ I am a companyon of all them that feare the, and kepe thy commaundementes. ⁶⁴ The earth (o LORDE) is full of thy mercy, O teach me thy statutes. ⁶⁵ O LORDE, thou hast dealt frendly with thy seruaunt, acordinge vnto thy worde. ⁶⁶ O lerne me kyndnesse, nourtoure & knowlege, for I beleue thy commaundementes. ⁶⁷ Before I was troubled, I wente wronge, but now I kepe thy worde. ⁶⁸ Thou art good and frendly, O teach me thy statutes. ⁶⁹ The proude ymagin lyes vpon me, but I kepe thy commaundemetes with my whole herte. ⁷⁰ Their herte is as fat as brawne, but my delite is in thy lawe. ⁷¹ It is good for me that I haue bene in trouble, that I maye lerne thy statutes. ⁷² The lawe of thy mouth is dearer vnto me, the thousandes of golde & syluer. ⁷³ Thy hades haue made me and fashioned me, O geue me vnderstondinge, that I maye lerne thy commaundementes. ⁷⁴ They that feare the, wil be glad when they se me, because I put my trust in thy worde. ⁷⁵ I knowe (o LORDE) yt thy iudgmentes are right, and yt thou of very faithfulnesse hast caused me be troubled. ⁷⁶ O let thy mercifull kyndnesse be my comforte, acordinge to the promyse that thou hast made vnto thy seruaunt. ⁷⁷ O let thy louynge mercies come vnto me, that I maye lyue, for thy lawe is my delyte. ⁷⁸ Let the proude be confounded, which handle so falsly agaynst me. ⁷⁹ But let soch as feare the, & knowe thy testimonies, be turned vnto me. ⁸⁰ O let my herte be vndefyled in thy statutes, that I be not ashamed. ⁸¹ My soule longeth for thy sauynge health, for my trust is in thy worde. ⁸² Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me? ⁸³ For I am become like a botell in ye smoke, yet do not I forget thy statutes. ⁸⁴ How many are the dayes of thy seruaunt? Whe wilt thou be auenged of my aduersaries? ⁸⁵ The proude haue dygged pittes for me, which are not after thy lawe. ⁸⁶ All thy commaundemetes are true, they persecute me falsly, O be thou my helpe. ⁸⁷ They haue almost made an ende of me vpon earth, but I forsake not thy commaundemetes. ⁸⁸ O quycke me after yi louinge kyndnes, & so shall I kepe the testimonies of thy mouth. ⁸⁹ O LORDE, thy worde endureth for euer in heaue. ⁹⁰ Thy treuth also remayneth from one generacion to another: thou hast layed the foundacion of the earth, and it abydeth. ⁹¹ They cotinue this daye acordinge to thy ordinaunce, for all thinges serue the. ⁹² Yf my delyte were not in thy lawe, I shulde perishe in my trouble. ⁹³ I wil neuer forget thy comaundementes, for with the thou quyckenest me. ⁹⁴ I am thine, oh helpe me, for I seke thy commaundementes. ⁹⁵ The vngodly laye wayte for me to destroye me, but I considre thy testimonies. ⁹⁶ I se that all thinges come to an ende, but thy commaundemet is exceadinge brode. ⁹⁷ O what a loue haue I vnto thy lawe? all the daye longe is my talkynge of it. ⁹⁸ Thou thorow thy commaundement hast made me wyser the myne enemies, for it is euer by me. ⁹⁹ I haue more vnderstondinge then all my teachers, for thy testimonies are my studye. ¹⁰⁰ Yee I am wyser then the aged, for I kepe thy comaundementes. ¹⁰¹ I refrayne my fete from euery euell waye, that I maye kepe thy wordes. ¹⁰² I shrenck not from thy iudgmentes, for thou teachest me. ¹⁰³ O how swete are thy wordes vnto my throte? Yee more the hony vnto my mouth. ¹⁰⁴ Thorow thy commaundementes I get vnderstondinge, therfore I hate all false wayes. ¹⁰⁵ Thy worde is a lanterne vnto my fete & a light vnto my pathes. ¹⁰⁶ I haue sworne & am sted fastly purposed, to kepe the iudgmetes of thy rightuousnesse. ¹⁰⁷ I am troubled aboue measure, quycken me (o LORDE) acordinge vnto thy worde. ¹⁰⁸ Let the frewil offeringes of my mouth please the (o LORDE) & teach me yi iudgmetes. ¹⁰⁹ My soule is allwaye in my hode, yet do not I forget thy lawe. ¹¹⁰ The vngodly haue laied a snare for me, but yet swarue not I fro thy comaundemetes. ¹¹¹ Thy testimonies haue I claymed as myne heretage for euer: & why? they are the very ioye of my herte. ¹¹² I applye myne herte to fulfill thy statutes all waye, euen vnto the ende. ¹¹³ I hate ye vngodly, but thy lawe do I loue. ¹¹⁴ Thou art my defence & shylde, my trust is in thy worde. ¹¹⁵ Awaye fro me ye wicked, I wil kepe the commaundementes of my God. ¹¹⁶ O stablish me acordinge vnto thy worde, yt I maye lyue, & let me not be disapoynted of my hope. ¹¹⁷ Holde thou me vp, & I shall be safe: yee I shal euer be talkynge of thy statutes. ¹¹⁸ Thou treadest downe all the yt departe from thy statutes, for they ymagin but disceate. ¹¹⁹ Thou puttest awaye all the vngodly of the earth like drosse, therfore I loue thy testimonies. ¹²⁰ My flesh trebleth for feare of the, and I am afrayed of thy iudgmetes. ¹²¹ I deale wt the thinge yt is laufull & right, O geue me not ouer vnto my oppressours. ¹²² Be thou suertie for thy seruaut to do him good, that the proude do me no wronge. ¹²³ Myne eyes are waysted awaye wt lokynge for thy health, & for ye worde of thy rightuousnesse. ¹²⁴ O deale with thy seruaunt acordinge vnto thy louynge mercy, and teach me thy statutes. ¹²⁵ I am thy seruaunt, O graunte me vnderstodinge, that I maye knowe thy testimonies. ¹²⁶ It is tyme for the (o LORDE) to laye to thine hode, for they haue destroyed thy lawe. ¹²⁷ For I loue thy comaundemetes aboue golde and precious stone. ¹²⁸ Therfore holde I straight all thy commaundemetes, and all false wayes I vtterly abhorre. ¹²⁹ Thy testimonies are wonderfull, therfore doth my soule kepe them. ¹³⁰ When thy worde goeth forth, it geueth light and vnderstodinge, eue vnto babes. ¹³¹ I ope my mouth & drawe in my breth, for I desyre thy commaundemetes. ¹³² O loke thou vpon me, and be mercyfull, as thou vsest to do vnto those yt loue yi name. ¹³³ Ordre my goinges after thy worde, that no wickednesse raigne in me. ¹³⁴ O delyuer me from the wrogeous dealinges of me, and so shal I kepe thy commaundemetes. ¹³⁵ Shewe the light of thy countenaunce vnto thy seruaunt, and lerne me thy statutes. ¹³⁶ Myne eyes gusshe out with water, because men kepe not thy lawe. ¹³⁷ Rightuous art thou (o LORDE) & true is yi iudgmet. ¹³⁸ The testimonies that thou hast commauded, are exceadinge rightuous and true. ¹³⁹ My zele hath euen consumed me, because myne enemies haue forgotten thy wordes. ¹⁴⁰ Thy worde is tried to the vttermost, & thy seruaunte loueth it. ¹⁴¹ I am small and of no reputacio, yet do not I forget thy comaudementes. ¹⁴² Thy rightuousnesse is an euerlastinge rightuousnes, and thy lawe is true. ¹⁴³ Trouble and heuynesse haue take holde vpo me, yet is my delite in thy commaundementes. ¹⁴⁴ The rightuousnes of thy testimonies is euerlastinge, o graunte me vnderstondinge, and I shal lyue. ¹⁴⁵ I call wt my whole herte, heare me (o LORDE) I wil kepe thy statutes. ¹⁴⁶ Yee euen vpo the do I call, helpe me, and I shal kepe yi testimonies. ¹⁴⁷ Early in ye mornynge do I crie vnto the, for in thy worde is my trust. ¹⁴⁸ Myne eyes preuete ye night watches, yt I might be occupied in thy wordes. ¹⁴⁹ Heare my voyce (o LORDE) acordige vnto thy louynge kyndnesse, quycke me acordige as thou art wot. ¹⁵⁰ They drawe nye yt of malice persecute me, & are farre fro yi lawe. ¹⁵¹ Be thou nye at hode also (o LORDE) for thy promises are faithfull. ¹⁵² As concernynge thy testimonies, I haue knowne euer sens the begynnynge, that thou hast grounded them for euer. ¹⁵³ O considre my aduersite, & delyuer me, for I do not forget thy lawe. ¹⁵⁴ Manteyne thou my cause and defende me, quycken me acordinge vnto thy worde. ¹⁵⁵ Health is farre fro the vngodly, for they regarde not thy statutes. ¹⁵⁶ Greate is thy mercy (o LORDE) quycken me as thou art wont. ¹⁵⁷ Many there are that trouble me, and persecute me, yet do not I swarue fro thy testimonies. ¹⁵⁸ It greueth me, whan I se, that the transgressours kepe not thy lawe. ¹⁵⁹ Considre (LORDE) how I loue thy comaundementes, O quycken me wt thy louinge kyndnesse. ¹⁶⁰ Thy worde is true from euerlastinge, all the iudgmentes of thy rightuousnesse endure for euermore. ¹⁶¹ The prynces persecute me without cause, but my herte stodeth in awe of thy wordes. ¹⁶² I am as glad of thy worde, as one yt fyndeth greate spoyles. ¹⁶³ As for lyes, I hate & abhorre them, but thy lawe do I loue ¹⁶⁴ Seuen tymes a daye do I prayse the, because of thy rightuous iudgmentes. ¹⁶⁵ Greate is the peace yt they haue which loue yi lawe, & they are not offended at it. ¹⁶⁶ LORDE, I loke for yi sauynge health, & do after thy comaundemetes. ¹⁶⁷ My soule kepeth thy testimonies, & loueth the exceadingly. ¹⁶⁸ I kepe thy comaundemetes & testimonies, for all my wayes are before the. ¹⁶⁹ Let my coplaynte come before the (o LORDE) geue me vnderstondinge, acordinge vnto thy worde. ¹⁷⁰ Oh let my supplicacio come before the, delyuer me acordinge to thy promyse. ¹⁷¹ My lippes shall speake of thy prayse, seynge thou hast taught me thy statutes. ¹⁷² Yee my toge shall synge of thy worde, for all thy comaundemetes are right. ¹⁷³ Let thy hade helpe me, for I haue chosen thy comaudementes. ¹⁷⁴ I longe for thy sauynge health (o LORDE) & in thy lawe is my delyte. ¹⁷⁵ Oh let my soule lyue & prayse the, yt thy iudgmentes maye helpe me. ¹⁷⁶ I go astraye, like a shepe that is lost: Oh seke thy seruaunt, for I do not forget thy commaundementes. ¹²⁰ ¹ When I am in trouble, I call vpon ye LORDE, & he answereth me. ² Delyuer my soule (o LORDE) fro lyenge lippes, & fro a disceatfull toge. ³ What rewarde shalbe geuen or done vnto the, thou false tonge? ⁴ Euen mightie & sharpe arowes, wt hote burnige coales. ⁵ Wo is me yt my banishmet endureth sologe: I dwell in the tabernacles of the soroufull. ⁶ My soule hath loge dwelt amonge them, that be enemies vnto peace. ⁷ I laboured for peace, but when I spake therof, they made them to batayll. ¹²¹ ¹ I lift vp myne eyes vnto the hilles, fro whence commeth my helpe? ² My helpe cometh euen from the LORDE, which hath made heauen and earth. ³ He will not suffre thy fote to be moued, and he yt kepeth the, slepeth not. ⁴ Beholde, he that kepeth Israel, doth nether slombre ner slepe. ⁵ The LORDE himself is thy keper, the LORDE is thy defence vpon yi right honde. ⁶ So that the Sonne shal not burne the by daye, nether the Moone by night. ⁷ The LORDE preserueth the from all euell, yee it is the LORDE thath kepeth thy soule. ⁸ The LORDE preserueth thy goinge out and thy comynge in, from this tyme forth for euermore. ¹²² ¹ I was glad, when they sayde vnto me: we wil go in to the house of the LORDE. ² Oure fete shal stonde in thy gates, O Ierusalem. ³ Ierusale is buylded as a cite, that is at vnite in it self. ⁴ For there ye trybes go vp, euen the trybes of the LORDE: to testifie vnto Israel, to geue thanckes vnto the name of the LORDE. ⁵ For there is the seate of iudgement, eue the seate of the house of Dauid. ⁶ O praye for the peace of Ierusale, they shal prospere that loue the. ⁷ Peace be within yi walles, and plenteousnes within thy palaces, ⁸ For my brethren and companyons sakes, I wil wish the prosperite. ⁹ Yee because of ye house of the LORDE oure God, I wil seke to do the good. ¹²³ ¹ Unto the lift I vp myne eyes, thou yt dwellest in the heauens. ² Beholde, euen as the eyes of seruautes loke vnto the handes of their masters: and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the handes of hir mastresse, euen so oure eyes wayte vpon the LORDE or God, vntill he haue mercy vpo vs. ³ Haue mercy vpo vs (o LORDE) haue mercy vpon vs, for we are vtterly despysed. ⁴ Oure soule is fylled wt the scornefull reprofe of the welthy, & with ye despitefulnesse of the proude. ¹²⁴ ¹ If the LORDE had not bene of oure syde (now maye Israel saye) Yf the LORDE had not bene of oure syde, whe me rose vp agaynst vs: ² They had swalowed vs vp quycke, when they were so wrothfully displeased at vs. ³ Yee the waters had drowned vs, the streame had gone ouer oure soule. ⁴ The depe waters of the proude had gone eue vnto oure soule. ⁵ But praysed be ye LORDE, which hath not geuen vs ouer for a pray vnto their teth. ⁶ Oure soule is escaped, euen as a byrde out of the snare of ye fouler: ⁷ ye snare is broke, and we are delyuered. ⁸ Oure helpe stodeth in the name of the LORDE, which hath made heauen and earth. ¹²⁵ ¹ They that put their trust in ye LORDE, are eue as the mount Sion, which maye not be remoued, but stodeth fast for euer. ² The hilles stonde aboute Ierusalem, euen so stondeth the LORDE rounde aboute his people, fro this tyme forth for euermore. ³ That the rodd of the vngodly come not into the lott of the rightuous, lest the rightuous put their honde vnto wickednesse. ⁴ Do wel (o LORDE) vnto those that be good and true of herte. ⁵ As for soch as turne backe vnto their owne wickednesse, the LORDE shal lede them forth with the euell doers: but peace be vpon Israel. ¹²⁶ ¹ When the LORDE turneth agayne ye captiuyte of Sion, then shal we be like vnto them that dreame. ² The shal oure mouth be fylled with laughter, and oure tonge with ioye. ³ Then shal it be sayed amonge the Heithen: the LORDE hath done greate thinges for them. ⁴ Yee the LORDE hath done greate thinges for vs allready, wherof we reioyse. ⁵ Turne oure captiuyte (o LORDE) as the ryuers in the south. ⁶ They that sowe in teeres, shal reape in ioye. He yt now goeth his waye wepige & beareth forth good sede, shal come agayne with ioye, and brynge his sheaues with him. ¹²⁷ ¹ Excepte the LORDE buylde the house, their labour is but lost that buylde it. ² Excepte the LORDE kepe the cite, the watchman waketh but in vayne. ³ It is but lost labour that ye ryse vp early, and take no rest, but eate the bred of carefulnesse: for loke to whom it pleaseth him, he geueth it in slepe. ⁴ Lo, children and ye frute of the wombe are an heretage and gift, that cometh of the LORDE. ⁵ Like as the arowes in the hode of the giaute, eue so are the yonge childre. Happie is the ma, yt hath his quyuer full of them: they shal not be ashamed, when they speake with their enemies in the gate. ¹²⁸ ¹ Blessed are all they that feare the LORDE, & walke in his wayes. ² For thou shalt eate the laboures of thine owne hondes: o well is the, happie art thou. ³ Thy wife shalbe as a frutefull vyne vpon the walles of thy house. ⁴ Thy children like the olyue braunches roude aboute yi table. ⁵ Lo, thus shal ye ma be blessed, yt feareth the LORDE. ⁶ The LORDE shal so blesse the out of Sion, that thou shalt se Ierusale in prosperite all thy life longe. Yee that thou shalt se thy childers childre, & peace vpo Israel. ¹²⁹ ¹ Many a tyme haue they fought agaynst me fro my youth vp (maye Israel now saie). ² Yee many a tyme haue they fought agaist me fro my youth vp, but they haue not ouercome me. ³ The plowers plowed vpo my backe, & made loge forowes. ⁴ But the rightous LORDE hath hewen ye yocke of ye vngodly in peces. ⁵ Let them be confounded & turned backwarde, as many as haue euell will at Sion. ⁶ Let the be eue as the haye vpon the house toppes, which wythereth afore it be pluckte vp. ⁷ Wherof the mower fylleth not his hande, nether he that byndeth vp the sheaues, his bosome. ⁸ So that they which go by, saye not so moch as: the LORDE prospere you, we wish you good lucke in the name of the LORDE. ¹³⁰ ¹ Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce. ² Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte. ³ Yf thou (LORDE) wilt be extreme to marcke what is done amysse, Oh LORDE, who maye abyde it? ⁴ But there is mercy with the, that thou mayest be feared. ⁵ I loke for the LORDE, my soule doth wayte for him, and in his worde is my trust. ⁶ My soule doth paciently abyde the LORDE, fro the one mornynge to the other. ⁷ Let Israel trust in the LORDE, for with the LORDE there is mercy and plenteous redempcion. ⁸ And he shal redeme Israel from all his synnes. ¹³¹ ¹ Lorde, I am not hye mynded, I haue no proude lokes. ² I do not exercise myself in greate matters, which are to hye for me. ³ But I refrayne my soule and kepe it lowe, like as a childe yt is weened from his mother, yee my soule is euen as a weened childe. Let Israel trust in the LORDE, fro this tyme forth for euermore. ¹³² ¹ Lorde, remembre Dauid and all his trouble. ² How he swore vnto ye LORDE, & vowed a vowe vnto ye mightie one of Iacob: ³ I wil not come within the tabernacle of my house, ner clymme vp i to my bedde. ⁴ I wil not suffre myne eyes to slepe, ner myne eye lyddes to slober. ⁵ Vntill I fynde out a place for the LORDE, an habitacio for the mightie one of Iacob. ⁶ Lo, we herde of the same at Ephrata, & foude it in ye wod. ⁷ We wil go into his tabernacle, & fall downe before his fotestole. ⁸ Arise (o LORDE) in to thy restinge place, thou & ye arke of yi stregth. ⁹ Let thy prestes be clothed with rightuousnesse, and let thy sayntes reioyse. ¹⁰ For thy seruaunte Dauids sake turne not awaye the presence of thine anoynted. ¹¹ The LORDE hath made a faithfull ooth vnto Dauid, & he shal not shrenke from it: ¹² Of the frute of thy body shal I set vpon thy seate. ¹³ Yf thy children wil kepe my couenaunt, & my testimony yt I shal lerne the, their childre also shal syt vpo thy seate for euermore. ¹⁴ For the LORDE hath chosen Sio, to be an habitacio for him self hath he chosen her. ¹⁵ This shalbe my rest, here wil I dwel, for I haue a delite therin. ¹⁶ I will blesse hir vytales wt increase, & wil satisfie hir poore with bred. ¹⁷ I wil decke hir prestes with health, & hir sayntes shal reioyse & be glad. ¹⁸ There shall I make the horne of Dauid to florish, I haue ordened a lanterne for myne anoynted. As for his enemies, I shal clothe the wt shame, but vpon himself shal his crowne florish. ¹³³ ¹ Beholde, how good & ioyfull a thinge it is, brethre to dwell together in vnite. It is like yt precious oyntment vpon the heade, that ranne downe vnto the beerd, eue vnto Aarons beerd, & wete downe to the skyrtes of his clothinge. ² Like the dewe of Hermon, which fell vpon the hill of Sion. ³ For there the LORDE promised his blessynge, and life for euermore. ¹³⁴ ¹ Beholde, O prayse the LORDE all ye seruauntes of the LORDE, ye that by night stode in the house of the LORDE. ² O lift vp youre handes in the Sanctuary, and prayse the LORDE. ³ The LORDE yt made heauen & earth, blesse the out of Sion. ¹³⁵ ¹ O prayse ye name of ye LORDE, praise it o ye seruautes of ye LORDE. ² Ye yt stode iu ye house of ye LORDE, in the courtes of the house of oure God. ³ O prayse the LORDE, for the LORDE is gracious: o synge prayses vnto his name, for it is louely. ⁴ For why, the LORDE hath chosen Iacob vnto him self, & Israel for his owne possessio. ⁵ For I knowe yt ye LORDE is greate. & yt or LORDE is aboue all goddes. ⁶ What so euer ye LORDE pleaseth, yt doth he in heaue & in earth, in the see & in all depe places. ⁷ He bryngeth forth the cloudes from the endes of the worlde, he turneth ye lighteniges vnto rayne, bringige the wyndes out of their treasuries. ⁸ Which smote the firstborne of Egipte, both of man and beest. ⁹ He hath sent tokens and wonders in to the myddest of the (o thou londe of Egipte) vpon Pharao and all his seruauntes. ¹⁰ Which smote dyuerse nacions, & slewe mightie kynges. ¹¹ Sihon kynge of ye Amorites, Og the kynge of Basan, and all the kyngdomes of Canaa. ¹² And gaue their lode for an heretage, for an heretage vnto Israel his people. ¹³ Thy name (o LORDE) endureth for euer, so doth thy memoriall (o LORDE) from one generacion to another. ¹⁴ For the LORDE wil auege his people, & be gracious vnto his seruautes. ¹⁵ As for the ymages of the Heithe, they are but syluer and golde, the worke of mens hades. ¹⁶ They haue mouthes, & speake not: eyes haue they, but they se not. ¹⁷ They haue eares, and yet they heare not, nether is there eny breth i their mouthes. ¹⁸ They that make them, are like vnto them, & so are all they that put their trust in the. ¹⁹ Prayse the LORDE ye house of Israel, prayse the LORDE ye house of Aaron. ²⁰ Prayse the LORDE ye house of Leui, ye that feare ye LORDE, prayse the LORDE. ²¹ Praysed be the LORDE out of Sion, which dwelleth at Ierusale. Halleluya. ¹³⁶ ¹ O geue thankes vnto the LORDE, for he is gracious, and his mercy endureth for euer. ² O geue thakes vnto the God of all goddes, for his mercy endureth for euer. ³ O thanke the LORDE of all lordes, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁴ Which only doth greate wonders, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁵ Which by his wysdome made the heauens, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁶ Which layed out the earth aboue the waters, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁷ Which hath made greate lightes, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁸ The Sonne to rule the daye, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁹ The Moone and the starres to gouerne the night, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁰ Which smote Egipte with their firstborne, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹¹ And brought out Israel from amonge them, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹² With a mightie hade and a stretched out arme, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹³ Which deuyded the reed see in to partes, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁴ And made Israel to go thorow ye myddest of it, for his mercy endureth for euer ¹⁵ But as for Pharao and his hoost, he ouerthrewe them in the reed see, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁶ Which led his people thorow the wyldernesse, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁷ Which smote greate kynges, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁸ Yee and slewe mightie kynges, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁹ Sihon kynge of the Amorites, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁰ And Og the kynge of Basan, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²¹ And gaue a waye their londe for an heretage, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²² Euen for an heretage vnto Israel his seruaunt, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²³ Which remebreth vs, whe we are in trouble, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁴ Which geueth foode vnto all flesh, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁵ O geue thankes vnto the God of heauen, for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁶ (Omitted Text) ¹³⁷ ¹ By the waters of Babilon we sat downe and wepte, when we remebred Sion. ² As for oure harpes, we hanged them vp vpon the trees, that are therin. ³ The, they that led vs awaye captyue, requyred of vs a songe and melody in or heuynes: synge vs one of the songes of Sion. ⁴ How shal we synge the LORDES songe in a strauge lode? ⁵ Yf I forget the (o Ierusalem) let my right hande be forgotten. ⁶ Yf I do not remembre the, let my tonge cleue to the rofe of my mouth: yee yf I preferre not Ierusalem in my myrth. ⁷ Remembre the childre of Edom (o LORDE) in the daye of Ierusalem, how they sayde: downe with it, downe with it, eue to the grounde. ⁸ O doughter Babilo, thou shalt come to misery thy self: yee happie shal he be, that rewardeth ye as thou hast serued vs. ⁹ Blessed shal he be, that taketh thy children, and throweth them agaynst the stones ¹³⁸ ¹ I wil geue thakes vnto the (o LORDE) with my whole hert, euen before the goddes wil I synge prayses vnto the. ² I wil worshippe towarde thy holy teple, and prayse thy name because of thy louynge kyndnesse and treuth, for thou hast magnified thy worde, acordynge vnto thy greate name. ³ When I call vpo the, thou hearest me, and endewest my soule with moch stregth. ⁴ All the kynges of the earth shal prayse the (o LORDE) when they heare the wordes of thy mouth. ⁵ Yee they shal synge in the wayes of the LORDE, that greate is the glory of the LORDE. ⁶ For though the LORDE be hye, yet hath he respecte vnto ye lowly: as for ye proude, he beholdeth him afarre off. ⁷ Though I walke i ye myddest of trouble, yet shalt thou refresh me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hade vpo the furiousnes of myne enemies, & yi righthande shal saue me. ⁸ The LORDE shal make good for me, yee thy mercy (o LORDE) endureth for euer: despyse not then the worke of thine owne handes. ¹³⁹ ¹ O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of. ² Thou art aboute my path & aboute my bedd, & spyest out all my wayes. ³ For lo, there is not a worde i my toge, but thou (o LORDE) knowest it alltogether. ⁴ Thou hast fashioned me behinde & before, & layed thine hode vpon me. ⁵ Soch knowlege is to wonderfull & excellet for me, I can not atteyne vnto it. ⁶ Whither shal I go then from thy sprete? Or, whither shal I fle from thy presence? ⁷ Yf I clymme vp in to heauen, thou art there: yf I go downe to hell, thou art there also. ⁸ Yf I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttemost parte of the see: ⁹ Euen there also shal thy honde lede me, and thy right hande shal holde me. ¹⁰ Yf I saye: peradueture the darcknesse shal couer me, then shal my night be turned to daye. ¹¹ Yee the darcknesse is no darcknesse with the, but the night is as cleare as the daye, the darcknesse & light are both alike. ¹² For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. ¹³ I wil geue thakes vnto the, for I am woderously made: maruelous are thy workes, and that my soule knoweth right well. ¹⁴ My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneth in the earth. ¹⁵ Thine eyes se myne vnparfitnesse, they stonde all writte i thy boke: ¹⁶ my dayes were fashioned, when as yet there was not one of them ¹⁷ How deare are yi coucels vnto me o God? O how greate is the summe of them? ¹⁸ Yf I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sonde: when I wake vp, I am present with the. ¹⁹ Wilt thou not slaye ye wicked (oh God) that the bloudethyrstie mighte departe fro me? ²⁰ For they speake vnright of the, thine enemies exalte them selues presumptuously. ²¹ I hate them (o LORDE) that hate the, & I maye not awaye with those that ryse vp agaynst the? ²² Yee I hate them right sore, therfore are they myne enemies. ²³ Trye me (o God) and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me, & examen my thoughtes. ²⁴ Loke well, yf there be eny waye of wickednesse in me, & lede me in the waye euerlastinge. ¹⁴⁰ ¹ Delyuer me (o LORDE) from the euell men, oh preserue me from the wicked men. ² Which ymagin myschefe in their hertes, & stere vp strife all the daye longe. ³ They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes. ⁴ Sela. Kepe me (o LORDE) from the hande of the vngodly, preserue me from the wicked men, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goinges. ⁵ The proude haue layed a snare for me, & spred a nett abrode with coardes, yee & sett trappes in my waye. ⁶ Sela. But my sayenge is vnto the LORDE: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayer o LORDE. ⁷ O LORDE God, thou strength of my health, thou hast couered my heade in ye daye of battayll. ⁸ Let not ye vngodly haue his desyre (o LORDE) let him not haue his purpose, lest they be to proude. ⁹ Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute. ¹⁰ Let hote burnynge coales fall vpo the, let the be cast in to the fyre, and in to the pytt, that they neuer ryse vp agayne. ¹¹ A man full of wordes shal not prospere vpon earth: a malicious & wicked person shal be hunted awaye and destroyed. ¹² Sure I am, that the LORDE wil auenge the poore, and manteyne the cause of the helplesse. ¹³ The rightuous also shal geue thakes vnto thy name, & the iust shal continue in thy sight. ¹⁴¹ ¹ Lorde, I call vpon the: haist the vnto me, and consider my voyce, whe I crie vnto the. ² Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incese, and let the liftinge vp of my hades be an euenynge sacrifice. ³ Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes. ⁴ O let not myne hert be enclyned to eny euell thige, to be mynded as the vngodly or wicked men, lest I eate of soch thinges as please the ⁵ Let the rightuous (rather) smyte me frendly, and reproue me: ⁶ so wil I take it, as though he had poured oyle vpo my heade: it shal not hurte my heade, yee I wil praye yet for their wickednesse. ⁷ Their iudges stoble at the stone, yet heare they my wordes, yt they be ioyfull. ⁸ Oure bones lye scatered before ye pytt, like as when one graueth and dyggeth vp the grounde. ⁹ But myne eyes loke vnto ye, o LORDE God: in the is my trust, oh cast not out my soule. ¹⁰ Kepe me fro ye snare which they haue layed for me, and fro the trappes of the wicked doers. Let the vngodly fall in to their owne nettes together, vntill I be gone by them. ¹⁴² ¹ I crie vnto the LORDE with my voyce, yee eue vnto the LORDE do I make my supplicacion. I poure out my complaynte before him, and shewe him of my trouble. ² When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the waye where in I walke, haue they preuely layed a snare for me. ³ I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule. ⁴ Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge. ⁵ Cosidre my complaynte, for I am brought very lowe. ⁶ Oh delyuer me fro my persecuters, for they are to stronge for me: ⁷ Brynge my soule out of preson, that I maye geue thakes vnto thy name: which thinge yf thou wilt graute me, then shal the rightuous resorte vnto my copany. ¹⁴³ ¹ Heare my prayer (o LORDE) considre my desyre: answere me for thy treuth & rightuousnesse sake. ² And entre not in to iudgment with thy seruaunt, for in thy sight shal no man lyuynge be iustified. ³ For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde. ⁴ Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate. ⁵ Yet do I remebre the tymes past, I muse vpo all yi workes, yee I exercise my self in the workes of thy hondes. ⁶ I stretch forth my hondes vnto the, my soule crieth vnto the out of the thyrstie londe. ⁷ Sela. Heare me (o LORDE) and that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not yi face fro me, lest I be like vnto the that go downe in to the graue. ⁸ Oh let me heare thy louynge kyndnesse by tymes in the mornynge, for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shulde walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the. ⁹ Delyuer me (o LORDE) fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the. ¹⁰ Teach me to do the thinge that pleaseth the, for thou art my God: let thy louynge sprete lede me forth vnto the londe of rightuousnesse. ¹¹ Quycke me (o LORDE) for thy names sake, and for thy rightuousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble. ¹² And of thy goodnesse scater myne enemies abrode, and destroye all them that vexe my soule, for I am thy seruaunt. ¹⁴⁴ ¹ Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight. ² My hope and my castell, my defence and my delyuerer, my shylde in whom I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me. ³ LORDE, what is ma, that thou hast soch respecte vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest him? ⁴ Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe. ⁵ Bowe thy heaues (o LORDE) & come downe, touch the mountaynes, yt they maye smoke withall. ⁶ Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them. ⁷ Sende downe thine hande from aboue, delyuer me and take me out of ye greate waters, from the hande of straunge childre. ⁸ Whose mouth talketh of vanite, & their right hade is a righthande of falsede. ⁹ That I maye synge a new songe vnto the (o God) & synge prayses vnto the vpon a tenstrynged lute, ¹⁰ Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde. ¹¹ Saue me and delyuer me from the honde of straunge childre, whose mouth talketh of vanite, and their right hande is a right hande of falsede. ¹² That or sonnes maye growe vp as the yoge plantes, and that oure doughters maye be as the polished corners of the temple. ¹³ That or garners maye be full and plenteous with all maner of stoare: that or shepe maye brynge forth thousandes and hundreth thousands in oure villages. ¹⁴ That oure oxen maye be stronge to laboure, that there be no myschaunce, no decaye, and no complayninge in oure stretes. ¹⁵ Happie are the people that be in soch a case: yee blessed are the people, which haue the LORDE for their God. ¹⁴⁵ ¹ I wil magnifie the (o my God & kynge) I wil prayse yi name for euer & euer. ² Euery daye wil I geue thankes vnto the, and prayse yi name for euer and euer. ³ Greate is the LORDE, & maruelous worthy to be praysed, there is no ende of his greatnesse. ⁴ One generacion shal prayse thy workes vnto another, and declare thy power. ⁵ As for me I wil be talkige of thy worshipe, thy glory, thy prayse and woderous workes. ⁶ So that men shal speake of the might of thy maruelous actes, and tell of yi greatnes. ⁷ The memoriall of yi abundaunt kyndnes shalbe shewed, and me shal synge of thy righteousnesse. ⁸ The LORDE is gracious and mercifull, longe sufferynge & of greate goodnesse. ⁹ The LORDE is louynge vnto euery man, and his mercy is ouer all his workes. ¹⁰ All thy workes prayse the (o LORDE) and thy sayntes geue thankes vnto the. ¹¹ They shewe the glory of thy kyngdome, and talke of yi power. ¹² That yi power, thy glory & mightynesse of thy kyngdome might be knowne vnto men. ¹³ Thy kyngdome is an euerlastinge kyngdome, & thy dominion endureth thorow out all ages. ¹⁴ The LORDE vpholdeth all soch as shulde fall, and lifteth vp all those that be downe. ¹⁵ The eyes of all wayte vpon the, and thou geuest them their meate in due season. ¹⁶ Thou openest thine hade, and fyllest all thinges lyuynge with plenteousnesse. ¹⁷ The LORDE is righteous in all his wayes, & holy in all his workes. ¹⁸ The LORDE is nye vnto all them that call vpon him, yee all soch as call vpon him faithfully. ¹⁹ He fulfilleth the desyre of them that feare him, he heareth their crie, and helpeth them. ²⁰ The LORDE preserueth all them that loue him, but scatereth abrode all the vngodly. ²¹ My mouth shal speake the prayse of the LORDE, And let all flesh geue thankes vnto his holy name for euer and euer. Halleluya. ¹⁴⁶ ¹ Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God. ² O put not yor trust in prynces, ner in the childe of man, for there is no helpe in the. ³ For when ye breth of man goeth forth, he shal turne agayne to his earth, and so all his thoughtes perishe. ⁴ Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God. ⁵ Which made heauen and earth, ye see and all that therin is, which kepeth his promise for euer ⁶ Which helpeth them to right yt suffre wronge, which fedeth ye hongrie. ⁷ The LORDE lowseth men out of preson, the LORDE geueth sight to the blynde. ⁸ The LORDE helpeth the vp that are fallen, the LORDE loueth the righteous. ⁹ The LORDE careth for the straungers, he defendeth ye fatherlesse and wyddowe: as for the waye of ye vngodly, he turneth it vpsyde downe. ¹⁰ The LORDE thy God (o Sion) is kynge for euermore, and thorow out all generacions. Halleluya. ¹⁴⁷ ¹ O prayse the LORDE, for it is a good thinge to synge prayses vnto or God: yee a ioyfull and pleasaunt thinge is it to be thankfull. ² The LORDE shal buylde vp Ierusale, & gather together ye outcastes of Israel. ³ He healeth the contrite in herte, and byndeth vp their woundes. ⁴ He telleth the nombre of the starres, and calleth them all by their names. ⁵ Greate is or LORDE, and greate is his power, yee his wy?dome is infinite. ⁶ The LORDE setteth vp ye meke, & bryngeth ye vngodly downe to ye groude ⁷ O synge vnto ye LORDE wt thankesgeuynge, synge prayses vpo ye harpe vnto or God. ⁸ Which couereth ye heauen wt cloudes, prepareth rayne for ye earth, & maketh ye grasse to growe vpon the mountaynes. ⁹ Which geueth foder vnto ye catell, & fedeth ye yonge rauens yt call vpo him. ¹⁰ He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse, nether delyteth he in eny mas legges. ¹¹ But the LORDES delyte is in them that feare him, and put their trust in his mercy. ¹² Prayse ye LORDE o Ierusale, prayse yi God o Sion. ¹³ For he maketh fast ye barres of yi gates, & blesseth yi childre within ye. ¹⁴ He maketh peace in yi borders, & fylleth ye with ye flor of wheate. ¹⁵ He sendeth forth his comaundemet vpo earth, his worde runeth swiftly. ¹⁶ He geueth snowe like woll, & scatereth ye horefrost like ashes. ¹⁷ He casteth forth his yse like morsels, who is able to abyde his frost? ¹⁸ He sendeth out his worde and melteth them, he bloweth wt his wynde, & the waters flowe. ¹⁹ He sheweth his worde vnto Iacob, his statutes & ordinaunces vnto Israel. ²⁰ He hath not dealte so wt all the Heithen, nether haue they knowlege of his lawes. Halleluya. ¹⁴⁸ ¹ O prayse the LORDE of heauen, prayse him in the heyth. ² Prayse him all ye angels of his, prayse hi all his hoost. ³ Prayse him Sonne & Moone, prayse him all ye starres & light. ⁴ Prayse him all ye heauens, & ye waters yt be vnder the heauens. ⁵ Let them prayse the name of the LORDE, for he comaunded, & they were made. ⁶ He hath made the fast for euer and euer, he hath geue them a lawe which shal not be broke. ⁷ Prayse the LORDE vpon earth, ye whalfishes and all depes. ⁸ Fyre and hayle, snowe & vapors wynde and storme, fulfillynge his worde. ⁹ Mountaynes and all hilles, frutefull trees & all Ceders. ¹⁰ Beastes and all catell, wormes & fethered foules. ¹¹ Kynges of the earth & all people, princes & all iudges of ye worlde. ¹² Yonge men & maydes, olde men and children. ¹³ Let them prayse the name of the LORDE, for his name only is excellent, and his prayse aboue heauen and earth. ¹⁴ He exalteth the horne of his people, all his sayntes shal prayse him, the children of Israel, euen the people that serueth him. Halleluya. ¹⁴⁹ ¹ Halleluya. O synge vnto ye LORDE a new songe, let the cogregacion of sayntes prayse him. ² Let Israel reioyse in him that made him, and let the children of Sion be ioyfull in their kynge. ³ Let them prayse his name in the dauce, let them synge prayses vnto him with tabrettes and harpes. ⁴ For the LORDE hath pleasure in his people, and helpeth the mekeharted. ⁵ Let the sayntes be ioyfull with glory, let them reioyse in their beddes. ⁶ Let the prayses of God be in their mouth, and sharpe swerdes in their handes. ⁷ To be auenged of the Heithe, & to rebuke the people. ⁸ To bynde their kynges in cheynes, & their nobles with lynckes of yron. ⁹ That they maye be auenged of them, as it is written, Soch honoure haue all his sayntes. Halleluya. ¹⁵⁰ ¹ Halleluya. O prayse the LORDE in his Sanctuary, prayse him in the firmament of his power. ² Prayse him in his noble actes, prayse him in his excellet greatnesse. ³ Prayse him in the sounde of the trompet, prayse him vpo the lute and harpe. ⁴ Prayse him in the cymbals and daunse, prayse him vpon the strynges and pype. ⁵ Prayse him vpo the welltuned cymbals, prayse him vpon the loude cymbals. ⁶ Let euery thinge yt hath breth, prayse the LORDE. Halleluya.