Great(i)
39 Se nowe, howe that I I alone am God, & there is none but I: I kyll, and wyll make alyue: I wounde, and I wyll heale: nether is there any that can delyuer out of my hande.
40 For I wyll lyfte vp myne hande to heauen, and wyll saye: I lyue euer.
41 If I whett the edge of my swerde, & myne hande take holde to do iustice, I wyll recompence vengeaunce on myne enemyes, & wyll rewarde them that hate me.
42 I will make myne arowes droncke with bloude, and my swerde shall eate fleshe, & that for the bloude of the slayne, & for their captiuite, sens the begynnynge of the wrath of the enemye.
43 Prayse ye hethen his people, for he will auenge the bloude of hys seruauntes, & wyll auenge hym of his aduersaries, and wylbe mercyfull vnto his lande, and to hys people.