Great(i)
1 To the chaunter, a psalme of Dauid. The heauens declare the glory of God, and the firmament sheweth his handy worcke.
2 One daye telleth another: & one nyght certifieth another.
3 There is nether speach ner language, but their voices ar heard among them.
4 Their sounde is gone out into all landes: & their wordes into the endes of the worlde.
5 In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sunne, which commeth forth as a brydgrome out of hys chambre, and reioyseth as a giaunt to runne his course.
6 It goeth forth from the vttmost parte of the heauen, and runneth about vnto the ende of it agayne, & there is nothynge hyd from the heate therof.