Wycliffe(i)
11 But the counsel of the Lord dwellith with outen ende; the thouytis of his herte dwellen in generacioun and into generacioun.
12 Blessid is the folk, whose Lord is his God; the puple which he chees into eritage to hym silf.
13 The Lord bihelde fro heuene; he siy alle the sones of men.
14 Fro his dwellyng place maad redi bifor; he bihelde on alle men, that enhabiten the erthe.
15 Which made syngulerli the soules of hem; which vndurstondith all the werkis of hem.
16 A kyng is not sauyd bi myche vertu; and a giaunt schal not be sauyd in the mychilnesse of his vertu.
17 An hors is false to helthe; forsothe he schal not be sauyd in the habundaunce, `ether plentee, of his vertu.
18 Lo! the iyen of the Lord ben on men dredynge hym; and in hem that hopen on his merci.
19 That he delyuere her soules fro deth; and feede hem in hungur.
20 Oure soule suffreth the Lord; for he is oure helpere and defendere.
21 For oure herte schal be glad in him; and we schulen haue hope in his hooli name.
22 Lord, thi merci be maad on vs; as we hopiden in thee.
33 1 The title of the thre and thrittithe salm. To Dauid, whanne he chaungide his mouth bifor Abymalech, and he `droof out Dauid, `and he yede forth.