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| [1]The title of the sixte and eiytetithe salm. `The salm of the song of the sones of Chore. |
[1] Bow downe thine eare O God, and heare me: for I am poore and in miserie |
| [2]the Lord loueth the yatis of Sion, more than alle the tabernaclis of Jacob. |
[2]Preserue thou my soule, for I am holy: my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in thee |
| [3]Thou citee of God, with outen ende; gloriouse thingis ben seide of thee. |
[3]Be mercifull vnto me O God: for I do call dayly vpon thee |
| [4]I schal be myndeful of Raab, and Babiloyne; knowynge me. Lo! aliens, and Tyre, and the puple of Ethiopiens; thei weren there. |
[4]Comfort the soule of thy seruaunt: for vnto thee O Lord do I lift vp my soule |
| [5]Whether a man schal seie to Sion, And a man is born ther ynne; and that man altherhiyeste foundide it? |
[5]For thou Lorde art good and gracious: and of great mercy vnto all them that call vpon thee |
| [6]The Lord schal telle in the scripturis of puplis; and of these princis, that weren ther ynne. |
[6]Geue eare O God vnto my prayer: and be attentiue vnto the voyce of my humble petitions |
| [7]As the dwellyng `of alle that ben glad; is in thee. |
[7]I call vpon thee in the day of my trouble: for thou hearest me |
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[8]Among the gods there is none like vnto thee O Lorde: there is not one that can do as thou doest |
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[9]All nations whom thou hast made, shall come and worship thee O Lorde: and shall glorifie thy name |
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[10]For thou art great and doest wonderous thinges: thou art God alone |
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[11]Teache me thy way O God, and I wyll walke in thy trueth: make my heart all one with thyne, that it may feare thy name |
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[12]I wyll acknowledge thee O Lorde my God with all my heart: and I wyl glorifie thy name for euer |
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[13]For great is thy mercy towarde me: and thou hast deliuered my soule from the lowest [part of] hell |
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[14]O God, the proude are rysen against me: a companie of outragious naughtipackes haue sought after my soule, and haue not set thee before their eyes |
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[15]But thou O Lorde art a God full of compassion and mercy: long yet thou be angry, plenteous in goodnes and trueth |
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[16]Turne thy face vnto me, and haue mercy vpon me: geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunt, and helpe the sonne of thine handmayde |
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[17]Shewe some good token of thy fauour towardes me, that they whiche hate me may see it and be ashamed: because thou God hast helped me, and comforted me |