Coverdale(i)
15 Thou (o God) hast lerned me fro my youth vp vntill now, therfore wil I tell of yi wonderous workes.
16 Forsake me not (o God) in myne olde age, when I am gray headed: vntill I haue shewed thyne arme vnto childers children, & thy power to all them that are yet for to come.
17 Thy rightuousnes (o God) is very hie, thou that doest greate thinges: o God, who is like vnto the?
18 O what greate troubles & aduersite hast thou shewed me? & yet didest thou turne & refresh me, yee & broughtest me from the depe of the earth agayne.
19 Thou hast brought me to greate honoure, & comforted me on euery syde.
20 Therfore wil I prayse the & thy faithfulnesse (o God) playege vpon the lute, vnto the wil I synge vpon the harpe. o thou holy one of Israel.
21 My lippes wolde fayne synge prayses vnto the:
22 & so wolde my soule, whom thou hast delyuered.
23 My tonge talketh of thy rightuousnesse all the daye longe,
24 for they are confounded & brought vnto shame, yt sought to do me euel.