Psalms 130:1-150:6 A songe of the stayres. Out of the depe haue I called vnto the O Lorde, Lorde heare my voyce.

Great⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ A songe of the stayres. Out of the depe haue I called vnto the O Lorde, Lorde heare my voyce. ² Oh let thyne eares consydre well the voyce of my complaynte. ³ If thou Lorde wylt be extreme to marcke what is done amysse, Oh Lorde who maye abyde it? ⁴ For there is mercy wyth the, therfore shalt thou be feared. ⁵ I loke for the Lord, my soule doth wayte for hym, in hys worde is my trust. ⁶ My soule fleythe vnto the Lorde, before the mornynge wache (I saye) before the mornynge watche: ⁷ O Israel trust in the Lorde, for wyth the Lorde there is mercy, and with hym is plenteous redempcyon. ⁸ And he shall redeme Israel, from all hys synnes. ¹³¹ ¹ Dauids songe of the stayres. Lorde, I am not hye mynded, I haue no proude lookes. ² I do not exercyse my selfe in greate matters, which are to hye for me. ³ But I refrayne my soule and kepe it lowe, lyke as a chylde that is weaned from hys mother: yee, my soule is euen as a weaned chylde. O Israel trust in the Lorde, from thys tyme forth for euermore. ¹³² ¹ A songe of the steares. Lord, remembre Dauid, and all his trouble. ² Howe he swore vnto the Lorde, and vowed a vowe vnto the almyghtye God of Iacob: ³ I wyll not come wythin the tabernacle of my house, nor clyme vp in to my bedd. ⁴ I wyll not suffre myne eyes to slepe, nor myne eye lyddes to slomber. ⁵ Untill I fynde out a place for the temple of the Lorde, an habitacion for the myghtye God of Iacob. ⁶ Lo, we hearde of the same at Ephrata, and founde it in the wood. ⁷ We wyll go in to hys tabernacle, and fall lowe on oure knees before hys fote stole. ⁸ Aryse, O Lord, into thy restynge place, thou and the arcke of thy strength. ⁹ Let thy Preastes be clothed wyth ryghteousnesse, & let thy saynctes synge with ioyfulnesse, ¹⁰ For thy seruaunt Dauids sake, turne not awaye the presence of thyne anoynted. ¹¹ The Lorde hath made a faythfull othe vnto Dauid, & he shall not shryncke from it: ¹² Of the frute of thy body shall I set vpon thy seate. ¹³ If thy chyldren wyll kepe my couenaunt, and my testimonyes that I shall lerne them: theyr chyldren also shall syt vpon thy seate for euermore. ¹⁴ For the Lord hath chosen Sion, to be an habitacion for him selfe hath he longed for her. ¹⁵ This shalbe my rest for euer, here wyll I dwell, for I haue a delyte therin. ¹⁶ I wyll blesse her vytaylles wyth increasse, & will satisfye her poore wyth bread. ¹⁷ I will decke her Preastes wt health, and her saynctes shall reioyse and synge. ¹⁸ There shall I make the horne of Dauid to florysh, I haue ordened a lanterne for myne anoynted. As for hys enemyes, I shall clothe them wyth shame, but vpon hym selfe shall hys crowne floryshe. ¹³³ ¹ A songe of the stayres of Dauid: Beholde, howe good and ioyfull a thing it is, brethren to dwell together in vnitye. It is lyke the precyous oyntement vpon the heade, that ranne downe vnto the beerd: euen vnto Aarons beerd, and wente downe to the skyrtes of hys clothynge. ² Lyke the dewe of Hermon, which fell vpon the hyll of Sion. ³ For there the Lord promised hys blessynge, and lyfe for euermore. ¹³⁴ ¹ A songe of the stayres. Beholde, prayse the Lorde, all yee seruauntes of the Lorde, yee that by nyght stande in the house of the Lorde, ² Lyft vp youre handes in the Sanctuary, & prayse the Lorde. ³ The Lorde that made heauen and earth, gyue the blessynge out of Sion. ¹³⁵ ¹ O prayse the Lorde laude ye the name of the Lorde, prayse it O ye seruauntes of the Lorde. ² Ye that stande in the house of the Lorde, in the courtes of the house of oure God. ³ O prayse the Lorde, for the Lord is gracious: O synge prayses vnto his name, for it is louely. ⁴ For why? the Lorde hath chosen Iacob vnto hym selfe, & Israel for hys awne possessyon. ⁵ For I knowe that the Lorde is greate, and that oure Lorde is aboue all goddes. ⁶ Whatsoeuer the Lorde pleased, that dyd he in heauen and in earth, in the see, & in all deape places: ⁷ He bringeth forth the cloudes from the endes of the worlde, & sendithe for the lyghteninges with the rayne, brynginge the wyndes out of hys treasuryes. ⁸ He smote the fyrst borne of Egypte, both of man & of beast. ⁹ He hath sent tokens and wonders into the myddest of the, O thou lande of Egypte, vpon Pharao and all hys seruauntes. ¹⁰ He smote diuerse nacyons, and slewe myghtye Kynges: ¹¹ Sehon Kynge of the Amorytes, and Og the kinge of Basan, & all the Kingdomes of Canaan. ¹² And gaue theyr lande to be an heritage, euen an heritage vnto Israel his people. ¹³ Thy name, O Lorde, endureth for euer, so doth thy memoriall, O Lorde, from one generacyon to another. ¹⁴ For the Lord wyll auenge hys people, & be gracyous vnto his seruauntes. ¹⁵ As for the ymages of the Heathen, they are but syluer and golde, the worcke of mens handes. ¹⁶ They haue mouthes, & speake not: eyes haue they, but they se not. ¹⁷ They haue eares, and yet they heare not, nether is there any breth in theyr mouthes. ¹⁸ They that make them, are lyke vnto them, and so are all they that put theyr trust in them. ¹⁹ Prayse the Lorde ye house of Israel, prayse the Lorde ye house of Aaron. ²⁰ Prayse the Lorde ye house of Leui, ye that feare the Lorde, prayse the Lorde. ²¹ Praysed be the Lord out of Sion, which dwelleth at Ierusalem. Halleluiah. ¹³⁶ ¹ O geue thankes vnto the Lorde, for he is gracyous, and hys mercy endureth for euer. ² O geue thankes vnto the God of all goddes, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ³ O thanke the Lord of all Lordes, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ⁴ Whych only doth greate wonders, for his mercy endureth for euer. ⁵ Which by his excellentt wysdome made the heauens, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ⁶ Whych layed out the earth aboue the waters, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ⁷ Whych hath made greate lyghtes, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ⁸ The sunne to rule the daye, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ⁹ The Moone and the starres to gouerne the nyght, for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁰ Whych smote Egypt wyth theyr fyrst borne, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹¹ And brought out Israel from amonge them, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹² Wyth a myghtye hande and stretched out arme, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹³ Whych deuyded the reed see into partes, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁴ And made Israel to go thorowe the myddest of it, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁵ But as for Pharao and hys hoost, he ouerthrewe them in the reed see, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁶ Which led his people thorowe the wildernesse, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁷ Which smote great kinges: for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁸ Yee, & slue myghtye kynges: for his mercy endureth for euer. ¹⁹ Sehon kynge of the Amorites: for hys mercy endureth for euer. ²⁰ And Og the kyng of Basan: for hys mercy endureth for euer. ²¹ And gaue awaye theyr lande for an heritage: for his mercy endureth for euer. ²² Euen for an heritage vnto Israel hys seruaunt: for hys mercy endureth for euer. ²³ Which remembred vs, when we were in trouble: for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁴ And hath delyuered vs from oure enemyes: for his mercy endureth for euer. ²⁵ Whych geueth fode vnto all flesshe: for hys mercy endureth for euer. ²⁶ O geue thanckes vnto the God of heauen, for hys mercy endureth for euer. ¹³⁷ ¹ By the waters of Babilon we sat downe and weapte, when we remembred Syon. ² As for oure harpes, we hanged them vp vpon the trees, that are therin. ³ For they that led vs awaye captyue, requyred of vs then a songe & melody in our heuynes: synge vs one of the songes of Sion. ⁴ Howe shall we synge the Lordes songe in a straunge lande. ⁵ If I forget the, O Ierusalem, let my ryght hande forget her connynge. ⁶ If I do not remembre the, let my tong cleue to the rofe of my mouth: yee, yf I preferre not Ierusalem in my myrth. ⁷ Remembre the chyldren of Edom, O Lorde, in the daye of Ierusalem, how they sayde: downe wt it, downe with it: euen to the grounde. ⁸ O daughter of Babylon, wasted with miserye: yee, happye shall he be, that rewardeth the, as thou hast serued vs. ⁹ Blessed shall he be, that taketh thy chyldren, and throweth them agaynst the stones. ¹³⁸ ¹ Of Dauid. I Will geue thankes vnto the, O Lord, with my whole hert, euen before the goddes, wyll I synge prayse vnto the. ² I wyll worshyppe towarde thy holy temple, and prayse thy name, because of thy louynge kyndnesse and trueth: for thou hast magnifyed thy name and thy worde aboue all thynges. ³ When I called vpon the, thou hardest me, and endewdest my soule wt moch strength. ⁴ All the kynges of the earth shall prayse the, O Lorde, for they haue heard the wordes of thy mouthe. ⁵ Yee, they shall synge in the wayes of the Lorde, that great is the glory of the Lorde. ⁶ For though the Lorde be hye, yet hath he respecte vnto the lowly: as for the proude, he beholdeth him a farre of. ⁷ Though I walke in the myddest of trouble: yet shalt thou refressh me: thou shalt stretch forth thyne hand vpon the furiousnes of myne enemyes, & thy ryght hand shall saue me. ⁸ The Lord shall make good his louyng kyndnesse towarde me: yee, thy mercy, O Lorde, endureth for euer, despyse not then the worckes of thyne awne handes. ¹³⁹ ¹ To the chaunter, a psalme of Dauid. O lorde, thou hast searched me out, and knowen me. ² Thou knowest my downe syttinge and myne vprysing: thou vnderstandest my thoughtes longe before. ³ Thou art about my path, and about my bedd: & spyest out all my wayes. ⁴ For lo, there is not a worde in my tonge, but thou, O Lorde knowest it all together. ⁵ Thou hast fassyoned me behynde and before, and layed thyne hande vpon me. ⁶ Soch knowledge is to wonderfull & excellent for me: I can not attayne vnto it. ⁷ Whyther shall I go then from thy sprete? or whither shall I go then from thy presence? ⁸ If I clyme vp into heauen, thou art ther: yf I go downe to hell thou, art there also. ⁹ If I take the wynges of the mornynge, & remayne in the vttermost partes of the see. ¹⁰ Euen ther also shall thy hande lead me: and thy right hande shall holde me ¹¹ If I saye: paraduenture the darcknesse shall couer me, then shall my nyght be turned to daye. ¹² Yee, the darcknes is no darcknes with the: but the night is all cleare as the daye, the darcknes & lyght (to the) are both a lyke. ¹³ For my reynes are thyne, thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. ¹⁴ I will geue thankes vnto the: for I am fearfully & wonderously made: maruelous are thy workes, & that my soule knoweth right well. ¹⁵ My bones are not hyd from the, though I be made secretly and fasshioned beneth in the earth. ¹⁶ Thyne eyes dyd se my substaunce, yet being vnparfect: & in thy boke were all my membres written. Which daye by daye were fashyoned, when as yet there was none of them. ¹⁷ Howe deare are thy councels vnto me, O God? O howe great is the summe of them? ¹⁸ If I tell them, they are mo in nombre then the sande: when I wake vp, I am present wt the. ¹⁹ Wylt thou not slaye the wicked, O God? departe from me ye bloude thirsty men. ²⁰ For they speake vnrighteously agaynst the: & thyne enemies take thy name in rayne. ²¹ Do not I hate them, O Lorde, that hate the? & am not I greued with those that ryse vp agaynst the? ²² Yee, I hate them ryght sore, euen as though they were myne enemyes. ²³ Trye me, O God, and seke the grounde of myne hert: proue me and examen my thoughtes. ²⁴ Loke well yf there be any waye of wyckednes in me, and leade me in the waye euerlastynge. ¹⁴⁰ ¹ To the chaunter, a psalme of Dauid. Delyuer me, O Lorde, from the euell man, and preserue me from the wycked man. ² Which ymagin myschefe in their hertes: and stere vp strife all the daye longe. ³ They haue sharpened theyr tonges like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lyppes. Sela. ⁴ Kepe me, O Lorde, from the handes of the vngodly: preserue me from the wyckedmen, which are purposed to ouerthrowe my goynges. ⁵ The proude haue layed a snare for me: and spred a net abroad with coardes: yee, & set trappes in my waye Sela. ⁶ I sayde vnto the Lorde: thou art my God, heare the voyce of my prayers, O Lorde. ⁷ O Lorde God, thou strength of my health, thou hast couered my heed in the day of battayll. ⁸ Let not the vngodly haue his desyre, O Lorde, let not hys mischeuous ymaginacyon prosper: lest they be to proude. Sela. ⁹ Let the mischefe of their awne lippes fall vpon the heed of them, that compasse me about. ¹⁰ Let hote burninge coales fall vpon them: let them be cast into the fyer and into the pyt: that they neuer ryse vp againe. ¹¹ A man full of wordes shal not prosper vpon the erth: euell shall hunte the wycked person, to ouerthrowe hym. ¹² Sure I am, that the Lorde wyll auenge the poore, and mainteyne the cause of the helpeles. ¹³ The righteous also shall geue thankes vnto thy name, and the iust shall contynue in thy syght. ¹⁴¹ ¹ A psalme of Dauid. Lorde, I call vpon the: haste the vnto me, & consider my voyce, when I crye vnto the. ² Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incense: & let the lyftyng vp of my handes be an eueninge sacrifyce. ³ Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth & kepe the dore of my lippes. ⁴ O let not myne herte be inclyned to any euell thynge: let me not be occupyed in vngodly workes, with the men that worke wyckednesse, lest I eate of soch thynges as please them. ⁵ Let the ryghteous rather smyte me frendly & reproue me. ⁶ But let not ther preciouse balmes: breake myne heed: yee, I wyll praye yet agaynste theyr wyckednesse. ⁷ Lett theyr iudges be ouerthrowen in stony places: that they may heare my wordes: for they are swete. ⁸ Our bones lye scatered before the pit, lyke as when one breaketh and heweth wood vpon the erth. ⁹ But myne eyes looke vnto the, O Lorde God: in the is my trust, Oh cast not out my soule. ¹⁰ Kepe me from the snare which they haue layed for me: & from the trappes of the wicked doers. Let the vngodly fall into their awne nettes together: and let me euer escape them. ¹⁴² ¹ The instruccyon of Dauid, a prayer whan he was in the caue. I Cryed vnto the Lorde wt my voyce: yee, euen vnto the Lorde dyd I make my supplicacyon. I powred out my complayntes before hym, and shewed hym of my trouble. ² When my sprete was in heuynesse, thou knewest my path: in the waye wherin I walked haue they preuely layed a snare for me. ³ I loked also vpon my right hande, and se, there was no man that wolde knowe me. I had no place to flee vnto, and no man cared for my soule. ⁴ I cryed vnto the, O Lorde, and sayde: thou arte my hope, and my porcyon in the lande of the lyuynge. ⁵ Consydre my complaynte: for I am brought very lowe. ⁶ O delyuer me from my persecutours: for they are to stronge for me. ⁷ Brynge my soule out of preson, that I maye geue thankes vnto thy name: which thynge yf thou wylt graunte me, then shall the ryghteous resorte vnto my company. ¹⁴³ ¹ A psalme of Dauid. Heare my praier, O Lorde, and considre my desyre: herken vnto me for thy treuth and righteousnes sake. ² And entre not into iudgement with thy seruaunt: for in thy sight shall no man lyuinge be iustifyed. ³ For the enemy hath persecuted my soule: he hath smyten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layed me in the darcknes, as the men that haue bene longe deed. ⁴ Therfore is my sprete vexed within me: and my herte within me is desolate. ⁵ Yet do I remembre the tyme past, I muse vpon all thy workes: yee, I excercyse my selfe in the worckes of thy handes. ⁶ I streach forth myne handes vnto the: my soule gaspeth vnto the as a thyrsty lande. Selah. ⁷ Heare me, O Lorde, & that soone: for my sprete wexeth faynte, hid not thy face from me, lest I be lyke vnto them that go downe into the pytt. ⁸ O let me heare thy louing kindnes by tymes in the morninge for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shuld walke in, for I lyft vp my soule vnto the. ⁹ Delyuer me, O Lorde, from myne enemyes: for I flye vnto the to hyde me. ¹⁰ Teach me to do the thynge that pleaseth the, for thou art my God, let thy louinge sprete leade me forthe vnto the lande of ryghteousnes. ¹¹ Quycken me, O Lord, for thy names sake, & for thy ryghteousnes sake bringe my soule out of trouble. ¹² And of thy goodnes slaye myne enemyes, and destroye all them that vexe my soule, for I am thy seruaunt. ¹⁴⁴ ¹ Of Dauid. Blessed be the Lord my strengthe, which teacheth my handes to warre, & my fyngers to fyght. ² My hope and my fortresse, my castell, and delyuerer, my defender in whom I trust, whych subdueth my people that is vnder me. ³ Lorde, what is man, that thou hast soch respect vnto him? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest hym? ⁴ Man is lyke a thynge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye lyke a shadowe. ⁵ Bowe thy heauens, O Lorde, & come downe, touche the mountaynes, & they shall smoke. ⁶ Caste forth the lyghtynynge, & teare them, shote out thyne arowes, and consume them. ⁷ Sende downe thyne hande from aboue, delyuer me, & take me out of the great waters, from the hande of straunge chyldren, ⁸ Whose mouth talketh of vanyte, & theyr ryght hande is a ryght hande of wyckednes. ⁹ I wyll synge a newe songe vnto the, O God, & synge prayses vnto the vpon a tenstrynged lute. ¹⁰ Thou that geuest victory vnto kinges, and hast delyuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde. ¹¹ Saue me, and delyuer me from the hande of straunge chyldren, whose mouth talketh of vanite, and theyr ryght hande is a ryght hande of iniquite. ¹² That oure sonnes maye growe vp as the yonge plantes, & that oure daughters maye be as the polyshed corners of the temple. ¹³ That oure garners may be full and plenteous with all maner of stoare: that once shepe maye brynge forth thousandes, and ten thousandes in oure stretes. ¹⁴ That oure oxen maye be stronge to laboure, that there be no decaye, no ledynge into captyuitie, & no complayninge in oure stretes. ¹⁵ Happye are the people that be in soche a case: yee blessed are the people, whych haue the Lorde for their God. ¹⁴⁵ ¹ A thankesgeuynge of Dauid. I Wyll magnifye the, O God my kynge, and I wyll prayse thy name for euer and euer. ² Euery daye wyll I geue thanckes vnto the, and prayse thy name for euer & euer. ³ Greate is the Lorde, & maruelous worthy to be praysed, there is no ende of hys greatnesse. ⁴ One generacyon shall prayse thy workes vnto another, and declare thy power. ⁵ As for me I wylbe talkyng of thy worship, thy glory, thy prayse, & wonderous worckes. ⁶ So that men shall speake of the myght of thy maruelous actes, and I wyll also tell of thy greatnes. ⁷ The memoriall of thyne aboundant kyndnes shalbe shewed, and men shall synge of thy ryghteousnesse. ⁸ The Lorde is gracyous and mercyfull, long sufferynge, and of greate goodnesse. ⁹ The Lord is louyng vnto euery man, and hys mercy is ouer all hys workes. ¹⁰ All thy worckes prayse the, O Lord, and thy saynctes geue thanckes vnto the. ¹¹ They shewe the glory of thy kingdome, and talke of thy power. ¹² That thy power, thy glory & mightinesse of thy kyngdome, myght be knowne vnto men. ¹³ Thy Kyngdome is an euerlastynge kyngdome, & thy dominion endureth thorowe out all ages. ¹⁴ The Lorde vpholdeth all soche as fall, & lyfteth vp all those that be downe. ¹⁵ The eyes of all wayte vpon the, & thou geuest them theyr meate in due season. ¹⁶ Thou openest thyne hande, and fyllest all thynges lyuinge wyth plenteousnesse. ¹⁷ The Lorde is ryghteous in all his wayes, and holy in all hys worckes. ¹⁸ The Lorde is nye vnto all them that call vpon hym, yee all soche as call vpon hym faythfully. ¹⁹ He wyll fulfyll the desyre of them that feare hym, he also wyll heare theyr crye, & will helpe them. ²⁰ The Lorde preserueth all them that loue hym, but scatereth abroade all the vngodly. ²¹ My mouth shall speake the prayse of the Lorde, and let all flesh geue thankes vnto hys holy name for euer and euer. ¹⁴⁶ ¹ Halleluiah. Prayse the Lorde, O my soule: whyle I lyue will I prayse the Lorde: yee as long as I haue any beynge, I will synge prayses vnto my God. ² O put not youre trust in Princes, nor in any chylde of man, for there is no helpe in them. ³ For when the breth of man goeth forth he shall turne againe to his earth, and then all his thoughtes peryshe. ⁴ Blessed is he that hath the God of Iacob for hys helpe, and whose hope is in the Lorde hys God. ⁵ Which made heauen and earth, the see, and all that therin is, whych kepeth hys promyse for euer. ⁶ Whych helpeth them to ryght that suffre wronge, whych fedeth the hongrye. ⁷ The Lorde loseth men out of preson, the Lorde geueth syght to the blynde. ⁸ The Lorde helpeh them vp that are fallen, the Lorde careth for the ryghteous. ⁹ The Lorde careth for the straungers, he defendeth the fatherlesse & wyddowe: as for the waye of the vngodly, he turneth it vpside downe, ¹⁰ The Lorde thy God, O Sion: shall be kynge for euermore, and thorowe out all generacyons. Halleluiah. ¹⁴⁷ ¹ O prayse the Lord, for it is a good thing to synge prayse vnto oure God: yee a ioyfull and pleasaunt thynge is it to be thankfull. ² The Lorde doth buylde vp Ierusalem, and shall gather to gether the outcastes of Israel. ³ He healeth those that ar broken in harte & gyueth medycine to heale ther sycknes. ⁴ He telleth the nombre of the starres, and calleth them all by ther names. ⁵ Greate is oure Lorde, and greate is hys power: yee hys wysdome is infynite. ⁶ The Lorde setteth vp the meke, and bryngeth the vngodly downe to the grounde. ⁷ O synge vnto the Lorde with thankesgeuynge, synge prayse vpon the harpe vnto oure God. ⁸ Whych couereth the heauen wyth cloudes, and prepareth rayne for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaynes. ⁹ Whych geueth fodre vnto the catell, & fedeth the yong rauens that call vpon hym. ¹⁰ He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, nether delyteth he in any mans legges. ¹¹ But the Lordes delyte is in them that feare hym, and put their trust in hys mercy. ¹² Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Sion. ¹³ For he hath made fast the barres of thy gates, & hath blessed thy chyldren wythin the. ¹⁴ He maketh peace in thy borders, and fylleth the wyth the floure of wheate. ¹⁵ He sendeth forth hys commaundement vpon earth, and hys worde runneth very swyftly. ¹⁶ He geueth snowe lyke wolle, & scatereth the horefrost lyke ashes. ¹⁷ He casteth forth hys yse lyke morsels, who is able to abyde hys frost? ¹⁸ He sendeth out his worde & mealteth them, he bloweth with his wynd, and the waters flowe. ¹⁹ He sheweth hys worde vnto Iacob, hys statutes & ordinaunces vnto Israel. ²⁰ He hath not dealte so wt anye nacyon, nether haue the heathen knowledge of hys lawes. Haleluiah. ¹⁴⁸ ¹ Haleluiah. Prayse the euerlastynge. O prayse the Lorde of heauen, prayse hym in the heygth. ² Prayse him all ye angels of hys, prayse hym all hys hoost. ³ Prayse hym Sunne and Moone, prayse hym all ye starres and lyght. ⁴ Prayse hym all ye heauens, & ye waters that be aboue the heauens. ⁵ Let them prayse the name of the Lorde, for he commaunded, and they were created. ⁶ He hath made them fast for euer and euer, he hath geuen them a lawe, whych shall not be broken. ⁷ Prayse the Lorde vpon earth, ye dragons, and all depes. ⁸ Fyre an hayle, snowe and vapors, wynde and storme, fulfyllyng hys worde. ⁹ Mountaynes & all hylles, frutefull trees and all Cedres. ¹⁰ Beastes and all catell, wormes and federed foules. ¹¹ Kynges of the earth and all people, Princes and all iudges of the worlde. ¹² Yonge men and maydens, olde men and chyldren: ¹³ prayse the name of the Lorde, for his name only is excellent, & hys prayse aboue heauen and earth. ¹⁴ He shall exalte the horne of hys people, all hys saynctes shall prayse hym, euen the chyldren of Israel, euen the people that serueth hym. Haleluiah. ¹⁴⁹ ¹ Haleluiah. Prayse the euerlastynge. O synge vnto the Lorde a newe songe, let the congregacyon of sainctes prayse hym. ² Let Israel reioyce in him that made hym, and let the chyldren of Sion be ioyfull in their king. ³ Let them prayse his name in the daunce, let them synge prayses vnto hym with tabrette & harpe. ⁴ For the Lorde hath pleasure in hys people, and helpeth the meke harted. ⁵ Let the saynctes be ioyfull with glory, let them reioyse in their beddes. ⁶ Let the prayses of God be in their mouth, and a two edged swerde in their handes. ⁷ To be auenged of the Heathen, and to rebuke the people. ⁸ To bynde their Kynges in cheynes, and their nobles wt lynkes of yron. ⁹ That they maye be auenged of them, as it is wrytten: soche honoure haue all hys saynctes. Haleluiah. ¹⁵⁰ ¹ Haleluiah. O prayse God in his holynes, prayse hym in the fyrmament of his power. ² Prayse hym in hys noble actes, prayse hym accordynge vnto hys excellent greatnesse. ³ Prayse hym in the sounde of the trompet, prayse hym vpon the lute & harpe. ⁴ Prayse him in the cymbales and daunse, prayse him vpon the strynges and pype. ⁵ Prayse hym vpon the welltuned cymbales, prayse hym vpon the loude cymbales. ⁶ Let euery thynge that hath breth, prayse the Lorde. Haleluiah.Prayse the euerlastynge.