Bishops(i)
14 He causeth grasse to growe for cattell: and hearbes for the vse of man
15 That he may bryng foorth foode out of the earth: both wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oyle to make hym haue a chearefull countenaunce, & also bread to strengthen mans heart
16 The trees of God be satisfied: euen the Cedars of Libanus which he hath planted
17 Wherin the birdes make their nestes: in the fyrre trees the storke buyldeth
18 The high hilles are a refuge for goates: and so are the stonie rockes for conies
19 He hath made the moone for certayne seasons: and the sunne knoweth his goyng downe
20 Thou makest darknes and it is night: wherein all the beastes of the forrest do go abrode
21 The Lions do roare after a pray: and in seeking their meate of God
22 When the sunne ariseth, they recoyle backe: and lay them downe to rest in their dennes
23 Man goeth foorth to his worke: and to do his seruice vntyll the euening
24 O God howe manyfolde are thy workes? thou hast made them al in wisdome, the earth is ful of thy ryches
25 So is the sea it selfe large and wyde in compasse: wherein are thinges creeping innumerable, both small and great beastes
26 There go the shippes, and there is that Leuiathan: whom thou hast made to take his pastime therin
27 These wayte all vpon thee: that thou mayest geue them meate in due season
28 When thou geuest it them, they gather it: and when thou openest thyne hand, they are filled with that which is good
29 When thou hydest thy face, they are troubled: when thou takest away their spirite, they dye, and are turned agayne to their dust
30 When thou sendest out thy spirite, they be recreated: and thou reuiuest the face of the earth
31 The glorious maiestie of God shal endure for euer: God wyll reioyce in his workes
32 He beholdeth the earth, & it trembleth: he toucheth the hilles, and they smoke
33 I wyll syng vnto God as long as I liue: I will sing psalmes vnto my Lord so long as I shall be
34 My meditations of hym shalbe very pleasaunt: for all my ioy shalbe in God
35 As for sinners they shalbe consumed out of the earth: and the vngodly shall come to an ende, blesse thou God O my soule, [and] prayse you the Lorde