Bishops(i)
1 O God I call vpon thee, haste thee vnto me: geue eare vnto my voyce whylest I crye vnto thee
2 Let my prayer be directed before thy face [as] an incense: let the liftyng vp of mine handes [be] an euenyng sacrifice
3 Set a watch O God before my mouth: and kepe the doore of my lippes
4 Inclyne not myne heart to any euyll thyng, wherby I myght commit any vngodly act with men that be workers of iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates
5 I wishe that the ryghteous woulde smite me and reproue me: for it is louing kyndnesse. (141:6) But let not pretious baulmes breake mine head: for as yet euen my prayer is agaynst their wickednesse
6 (141:7) Let their iudges be thrust downe headlong from a rocke: then they wyll heare my wordes, for they be sweete
7 (141:8) Our bones lye scattered vpon the graues mouth: lyke as when one breaketh and heweth [wood] vpon the earth
8 (141:9) For mine eyes loke vnto thee O God the Lorde: in thee is my trust, cast not my soule out [of me.
9 (141:10) Kepe me from the snare which they haue layde foorth for me: and from the trappes of them that be workers of iniquitie
10 (141:11) Let the vngodly fall together into their owne nettes: but let me in the meane season alwayes escape [them.
142 1 I cryed vnto God with my voyce: euen vnto God I dyd make my supplication
2 I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face
3 When my spirite was ouerwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked they haue priuily layde a snare for me
4 When I loked vpon my ryght hande and sawe [rounde about me] there was no man that woulde knowe me: I had no place to flee vnto, and no man cared for my soule
5 I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng
6 Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me
7 Bryng my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy name: the ryghteous shal compasse me rounde about, because thou hast [thus] rewarded me
143 1 Heare my prayer O God, geue eare vnto my desire: hearken vnto me for thy trueth sake, for thy ryghteousnesse sake
2 And enter not into iudgement with thy seruaunt: for in thy syght no man lyuyng can be iustified
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead
4 And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me
5 I call to remembraunce the tyme long past: I muse vpon euery act of thine, I exercise my study on the worke of thy handes
6 I stretche foorth myne handes vnto thee: my soule as a thirstie lande [gaspeth] vnto thee. Selah
7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt
8 Cause me to heare of thy louyng kindnesse betymes in the mornyng: for in thee is my trust. (143:9) Make me to knowe the way that I shoulde walke in: for I lyft vp my soule vnto thee
9 (143:10) Delyuer me O God from myne enemies: I hyde my selfe with thee
10 (143:11) Teache me to do the thyng that pleaseth thee, for thou art my Lorde: let thy good spirite leade me foorth vnto the lande of ryghteousnesse
11 (143:12) For thy names sake O God thou wilt cause me to lyue: and for thy righteousnesse sake thou wilt bryng my soule out of trouble
12 (143:13) And of thy goodnesse thou wylt restrayne myne enemies: and destroy all them that be aduersaries to my soule, for I am thy seruaunt
144 1 Blessed be God my rocke: who teacheth my handes to warre, and my fingers to fyght
2 My holynesse and my fortresse, my refuge, and my only deliuerer: my buckler, in hym I haue put my trust, who subdueth my people vnder me
3 O God, what is man that thou doest knowe hym? what is the sonne of man that thou doest thynke of hym
4 Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away
5 Bowe thy heauens O God and come downe: touche the mountaynes and they shall smoke
6 Cast out terrible lightninges and feare them: shoote out thyne arrowes and consume them
7 Sende downe thine hand from aboue: deliuer me and take me out of the great waters, from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am
8 Whose mouth vttereth vanitie: and their ryght hande is a ryght hande of falshood
9 O Lorde I wyll syng a newe song vnto thee: and I wyll syng psalmes vnto thee vpon a Lute, [and vpon] an instrument of ten strynges
10 Who geueth victorie vnto kynges: who redeemeth Dauid his seruaunt from peryll of the sworde
11 Redeeme me and deliuer me from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am: whose mouth vttereth vanitie, and their ryght hande is a ryght hande of falshood
12 That our sonnes may growe vp in their youth as young plantes: that our daughters may be as corners [stones] grauen after the fashion as a palace is
13 That the corners of our houses may be fylled, yeeldyng foorth all maner of stoore: that our cattell may bring foorth thousandes, [yea] ten thousandes in our streates
14 That our oxen may be strong [to labour] that there be no decay: no leadyng into captiuitie, and no complaynyng in our streates
15 Happy are the people that be in such a case: blessed is the people who haue God for their Lorde
145 1 I will magnifie thee O Lord my king: and I wyll blesse thy name for euer and euer
2 I wyll blesse thee euery day: and I wyll prayse thy name for euer and euer
3 Great is God and most worthy to be praysed: and his greatnesse can not be searched out
4 One generation shal praise thy workes vnto another: and they shall declare thy mightie power
5 I wyll set foorth in wordes the glorious maiestie of thy excellentnesse: and thy wonderous workes
6 I wyll also declare thy greatnesse: so that men shall speake of the force of thy terrible actes
7 They shall vtter out of their mouth a memoriall of thyne aboundaunt kyndnesse: and they shall syng of thy ryghteousnesse
8 God is gratious and mercifull: loth to be angry, and great in louing kindnesse
9 God is good vnto euery man: and his mercie is ouer all his workes
10 All thy workes shall confesse it vnto thee O God: and thy saintes shall blesse thee
11 They shal shewe the glorie of thy kingdome: and talke of thy power
12 That they may make knowen to the children of men his manifolde power: & the glorious maiestie of his kingdome
13 Thy kingdome is an euerlasting kingdome: and thy dominion endureth throughout all ages
14 God vpholdeth all such as fall: and lyfteth vp all those that be bowyng downewarde
15 The eyes of all wayte vpon thee: and thou geuest them their meate in due season
16 Thou openest thyne hande: and thou satisfiest the desire of euery thing liuing
17 God is righteous in all his wayes: and holy in all his workes
18 God is nye vnto all them that call vpon hym: vnto all such as call vpon hym in trueth
19 He wyll fulfyll the desire of them that feare hym: he will also heare their crye, and he wyll saue them
20 God preserueth all those that loue him: but he wyll bring to nothyng such as be vngodly
21 My mouth shall speake the prayse of God: and all fleshe shall blesse his holy name for euer and euer
146 1 Prayse ye the Lord, prayse thou God O my soule, whylest I lyue I wyll prayse God: I wyll syng psalmes vnto my Lorde so long as I shalbe
2 Put not your trust in princes [nor] in the sonne of man: in whom there is no saluation
3 His spirite shall depart out of hym, he shall turne agayne to his earth: at that day all his thoughtes shall perishe
4 Blessed is he vnto whom the God of Iacob is an ayde: his trust is in God his Lorde
5 Who made heauen and earth, the sea and all that therin is: who mainteyneth the trueth for euer
6 Who executeth iudgement for those that are oppressed with wrong: who geueth foode to the hungry
7 God looseth those that be bounde: God geueth syght to the blynde
8 God rayseth them vp that are falling: God loueth the ryghteous
9 God taketh strangers into his custodie, he releeueth the fatherlesse and the widdowe: as for the way of the vngodlye he turneth it vpsyde downe
10 God thy Lorde shall raigne O Sion, to the worldes ende: throughout all generations. Prayse ye the Lorde
147 1 Prayse ye the Lorde, for it is a good thyng: sing psalmes vnto our Lorde, for it is a pleasaunt thing, [his] praise is to be desired
2 God buildeth vp Hierusalem: he wyll gather together the Israelites that were banished
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart: he wrappeth vp their sorowes
4 He counteth the number of the starres: he geueth vnto them all names
5 Great is our Lorde, and great is his power: his vnderstandyng is infinite
6 God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde
7 Syng ye vnto God with a confession: syng psalmes vpon the Harpe vnto our Lorde
8 Who couereth the heauen with cloudes: who prepareth rayne for the earth, who maketh grasse to growe vppon the mountaynes
9 He geueth vnto cattell their foode: [euen] vnto Rauens which call for it
10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse: he delighteth not in the legges of a man
11 God delyghteth in them that feare him: [and] in them that put their trust in his mercie
12 Prayse God O Hierusalem: prayse thy Lorde O Sion
13 For he maketh fast the barres of thy gates: he blesseth thy children within thee
14 He maketh peace in thy borders: he fylleth thee with good corne
15 He sendeth foorth his commaundement vpon the earth: his word runneth very swiftly
16 He geueth snowe [so whyte] as wooll: he scattereth the hoare frost like asshes
17 He casteth foorth his yse lyke fragmentes: who is able to abide his frost
18 He sendeth foorth his worde and melteth them: he bloweth with his winde, and the waters flowe
19 He declareth his worde vnto Iacob: his statutes & ordinaunces vnto Israel
20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation: neither haue they the knowledge of his iudgementes. Prayse ye the Lorde
148 1 Prayse ye the Lorde, prayse ye God out of heauen: prayse ye hym on hygh aboue
2 Prayse hym all ye his angels: prayse hym all ye his hoast
3 Prayse ye hym sunne and moone: praise hym all ye starres [that geue] lyght
4 Prayse ye hym all ye heauens: and ye waters that be aboue the heauens
5 Euen they shoulde prayse the name of God: for he commaunded, and they were created
6 He hath set them sure for euer and euer: he hath geuen them a lawe which shall not be broken
7 Prayse ye God from the earth: ye dragons and all deepes
8 Fire and hayle, snowe and vapours: stormie wynde fulfyllyng his worde
9 Mountaynes and all hylles: fruitfull trees and all Cedars
10 Beastes and all cattell: wormes and fethered foules
11 Kynges of the earth and all people: princes and all iudges of the earth
12 (148:12a) Young men and maydens, olde men with children
13 (148:12b) shoulde prayse the name of God: for his name only is most excellent, and his maiestie aboue earth and heauen
14 (148:13) He hath exalted the horne of his people: the prayse of all his saintes, euen of the children of Israel, a people that is most nye vnto him. Prayse ye the Lord
149 1 Prayse ye the Lorde, syng vnto God a newe song: he ought to be praysed in the congregation of saintes
2 Israel shoulde reioyce in his maker: the children of Sion shoulde be ioyfull in their kyng
3 They shoulde prayse his name in a daunce: they shoulde sing psalmes vnto hym vpon a tabret and a harpe
4 For God hath a pleasure in his people: he wyll beautifie the afflicted with saluation
5 The saintes shalbe ioyful with glory: they shal expresse a ioyfull noyse in their beddes
6 The hygh promotions of the Lorde shalbe in their mouth: and a two edged sworde in their handes
7 That they may take auengement of the heathen: and correction of the nations
8 That they may bynde their kynges in chaynes: and their nobles with iron fetters
9 That they may execute the iudgement prescribed: this honour shalbe to all his saintes. Prayse ye the Lorde
150 1 Prayse ye the Lorde, prayse ye the Lord in his sanctuarie: praise ye him in the firmament of his power
2 Prayse ye hym in his strength: prayse ye hym in his excellent greatnesse
3 Prayse ye hym in the sounde of a trumpet: prayse ye hym vpon a Lute and an Harpe
4 Prayse ye hym with a tabret and a daunce: prayse ye him vpon the stringes and vpon the Organes
5 Prayse ye hym vpon the well tuned Cimbales: prayse ye hym vpon the loude Cimbales
6 Euery thyng that draweth breath: ought to prayse the Lorde. Prayse ye the Lorde