Psalms 89:7 Cross References - Wycliffe

⁷ For we han failid in thin ire; and we ben disturblid in thi strong veniaunce.

³ And Moises seide to Aaron, This thing it is which the Lord spak, Y schal be halewid in hem that neiyen to me, and Y schal be glorified in the siyt of al the puple; which thing Aaron herde, and was stille.

² The Lord is greet, and worthi to be preisid ful myche; in the citee of oure God, in the hooli hil of hym.

⁷ And Y thouyte in the nyyt with myn herte; and Y was exercisid, and Y clensid my spirit. ⁸ Whether God schal caste awei with outen ende; ether schal he not lei to, that he be more plesid yit? ⁹ Ethir schal he kitte awei his merci into the ende; fro generacioun in to generacioun? ¹⁰ Ethir schal God foryete to do mercy; ethir schal he withholde his mercies in his ire? ¹¹ And Y seide, Now Y bigan; this is the chaunging of the riythond of `the hiye God.

² Serafyn stoden on it, sixe wyngis weren to oon, and sixe wyngis to the tothir; with twei wyngis thei hiliden the face of hym, and with twei wyngis thei hiliden the feet of hym, and with twei wyngis thei flowen. ³ And thei crieden `the toon to the tother, and seiden, Hooli, hooli, hooli is the Lord God of oostis; al erthe is ful of his glorie. ⁴ And the lyntels aboue of the herris were moued togidere of the vois of the criere, and the hous was fillid with smoke. ⁵ And Y seide, Wo to me, for Y was stille; for Y am a man defoulid in lippis, and Y dwelle in the myddis of the puple hauynge defoulid lippis, and Y siy with myn iyen the kyng Lord of oostis. ⁶ And oon of serafyn flei to me, and a brennynge cole was in his hond, which cole he hadde take with a tonge fro the auter. ⁷ And he touchide my mouth, and seide, Lo! Y haue touchid thi lippis with this cole, and thi wickidnesse schal be don awei, and thi synne schal be clensid.

² Myn hond made alle these thingis, and alle these thingis ben maad, seith the Lord; but to whom schal Y biholde, no but to a pore man and contrit in spirit, and greetli dredynge my wordis?

⁷ A! thou king of folkis, who schal not drede thee? for whi onour is thin among alle wise men of hethene men, and in alle the rewmes of hem noon is lijk thee.

¹⁰ Forsothe the Lord is veri God; he is God lyuynge, and a kyng euerlastynge; the erthe schal be mouyd togidere of his indignacioun, and hethene men schulen not suffre the manaassing of hym.

²⁸ And nyle ye drede hem that sleen the bodi; for thei moun not sle the soule; but rather drede ye hym, that mai lese bothe soule and bodi in to helle.

⁴ And Y seie to you, my freendis, be ye not a ferd of hem that sleen the bodie, and aftir these thingis han no more what thei schulen do. ⁵ But Y schal schewe to you, whom ye schulen drede; drede ye hym, that aftir he hath slayn, he hath power to sende in to helle. And so Y seie to you, drede ye hym.

¹¹ And greet drede was maad in al the chirche, and in to alle that herden these thingis.

²⁸ Therfor we resseyuynge the kingdom vnmouable, haue we grace, bi which serue we plesynge to God with drede and reuerence. ²⁹ For oure God is fier that wastith.

³ and syngynge the song of Moises, the seruaunt of God, and the song of the lomb, and seiden, Grete and wondurful ben thi werkis, Lord God almyyti; thi weies ben iust and trewe, Lord, kyng of worldis. ⁴ Lord, who schal not drede thee, and magnyfie thi name? for thou aloone art merciful; for alle folkis schulen come, and worschipe in thi siyt, for thi domes ben open.