3 Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
8 Thei schulen come to nouyt, as water rennynge awei; he bente his bouwe, til thei ben maad sijk.
1 The two and nyntithe salm. The Lord hath regned, he is clothid with fairnesse; the Lord is clothid with strengthe, and hath gird hym silf.
2 For he made stidefast the world; that schal not be moued.
22 Heth. The mercies of the Lord ben manye, for we ben not wastid; for whi hise merciful doyngis failiden not.
23 Heth. Y knew in the morewtid; thi feith is miche.
24 Heth. My soule seide, The Lord is my part; therfor Y schal abide hym.
1 The sixe and nyntithe salm. The Lord hath regned, the erthe make ful out ioye; many ilis be glad.
2 Cloude and derknesse in his cumpas; riytfulnesse and doom is amending of his seete.
3 Fier schal go bifore him; and schal enflawme hise enemyes in cumpas.
15 And he sente hise arowis, and distriede tho men; he multipliede leytis, and disturblide tho men.
6 Eerli sowe thi seed, and thin hond ceesse not in the euentid; for thou woost not, what schal come forth more, this ethir that; and if euer eithir cometh forth togidere, it schal be the betere.
1 The title of the hundred and fyue and fourtithe salm. Alleluya.
2 Mi soule, herie thou the Lord; Y schal herie the Lord in my lijf, Y schal synge to my God as longe as Y schal be. Nile ye triste in princis;
13 thou madist of nouyt the north and the see. Thabor and Hermon schulen make ful out ioye in thi name;
24 For whi and thi witnessyngis is my thenkyng; and my counsel is thi iustifiyngis.
10 that whether we waken, whether we slepen, we lyue togidere with him.
8 Ye hethen men, blesse oure God; and make ye herd the vois of his preising.
15 And sche roos bi nyyt, and yaf prey to hir meyneals, and metis to hir handmaidis.
22 Heth. The mercies of the Lord ben manye, for we ben not wastid; for whi hise merciful doyngis failiden not.
23 Heth. Y knew in the morewtid; thi feith is miche.
24 The Lord blesse thee, and kepe thee;
25 the Lord schewe his face to thee, and haue mercy on thee;
26 the Lord turne his cheer to thee, and yyue pees to thee.
13 Nyle thou loue sleep, lest nedynesse oppresse thee; opene thin iyen, and be thou fillid with looues.
14 For he hopide in me, Y schal delyuere hym; Y schal defende him, for he knew my name.
8 The mouth of which spak vanite; and the riythond of hem is the riyt hond of wickidnesse.
2 Lord, haue thou merci on vs, for we abiden thee; be thou oure arm in the morewtid, and oure helthe in the tyme of tribulacioun.
4 For thou art my strengthe and my refuyt; and for thi name thou schalt lede me forth, and schalt nurische me.
5 Thou schalt lede me out of the snare, which thei hidden to me; for thou art my defendere.
5 Thou schalt lede me out of the snare, which thei hidden to me; for thou art my defendere.
19 And we han a saddere word of prophecie, to which ye yyuynge tent don wel, as to a lanterne that yyueth liyt in a derk place, til the dai bigynne to yyue liyt, and the dai sterre sprenge in youre hertis.
4 The Lord yaf to me a lerned tunge, that Y kunne susteyne hym bi word that failide; erli the fadir reisith, erli he reisith an eere to me, that Y here as a maister.
4 And God seiy the liyt, that it was good, and he departide the liyt fro derknessis; and he clepide the liyt,
5 dai, and the derknessis, nyyt. And the euentid and morwetid was maad, o daie.