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Wycliffe's English Translation (1388)
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Webster Bible (1833)
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[1]Whi gnastiden with teeth hethene men; and puplis thouyten veyn thingis? [1]Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
[2]The kyngis of erthe stoden togidere; and princes camen togidere ayens the Lord, and ayens his Crist? [2]The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
[3]Breke we the bondis of hem; and cast we awei the yok of hem fro vs. [3]Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
[4]He that dwellith in heuenes schal scorne hem; and the Lord schal bimowe hem. [4]He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.
[5]Thanne he schal speke to hem in his ire; and he schal disturble hem in his stronge veniaunce. [5]Then shall he speak to them in his wrath, and trouble them in his sore displeasure.
[6]Forsothe Y am maad of hym a kyng on Syon, his hooli hil; prechynge his comaundement. [6]Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
[7]The Lord seide to me, Thou art my sone; Y haue gendrid thee to dai. [7]I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said to me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
[8]Axe thou of me, and Y schal yyue to thee hethene men thin eritage; and thi possessioun the termes of erthe. [8]Ask of me, and I will give thee the heathen for thy inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
[9]Thou schalt gouerne hem in an yrun yerde; and thou schalt breke hem as the vessel of a pottere. [9]Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
[10]And now, ye kyngis, vndurstonde; ye that demen the erthe, be lerud. [10]Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
[11]Serue ye the Lord with drede; and make ye ful ioye to hym with tremblyng. [11]Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
[12]Take ye lore; lest the Lord be wrooth sumtyme, and lest ye perischen fro iust waie. [12]Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
Author: John Wycliffe (1328 – 1384)
Source: unbound.biola.edu

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