Coverdale(i)
1 The very heaues declare the glory off God, ad the very firmamet sheweth his hadye worke.
2 One daye telleth another, and one night certifieth another.
3 There is nether speach ner laguage, but their voyces are herde amoge the.
4 Their soude is gone out in to all londes, and their wordes in to the endes of the worlde.
5 In the hath he sett a tabernacle for ye Sone, which cometh forth as a brydegrome out of his chambre, & reioyseth as a giaunte to rune his course.
6 It goeth forth fro the one ende of the heauen, and runneth aboute vnto the same ende agayne, & there maye no ma hyde himself fro the heate therof.