Bishops(i)
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