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The .cxxxvj. Psalme.
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The .cxxxvj. Psalme.

Confesse , confesse vnto the Lorde for he is good I saye:
Confesse to him for hys goodnes continueth for aye.
Confesse vnto the God of goddes, whose goodnes doeth styll laste:
Confesse vnto the Lord of lordes, whose mercie is not paste.
Because hys goodnes hath no ende, he doeth wonders alone
And by hys wisedome he hath made the heauens euerychone.
Because his mercie is endlesse, he hath lyfted vp grownde:
Aboue the waters, & hath made, two lyghtes boeth greate and rownde.
Because hys goodnes hath no ende, he made the sunne so bryght:
To rule the daye, & eke the mone & starres to rule the nyght.
Because his mercie is endlesse he slewe the fyrste borne all:
Of the Egyptians and brought Israell out of thralle.
Because his goodnes hath none ende, he dyd this wyth greate myght:
And wyth an arme that was styfly stretched out in theyr syght.
Because hys mercie is endlesse he dyd the red sea slyt:


In sunder and brought Israell, salfe and sounde thorowe it.
Because hys goodnes hath none ende, he drowned Pharao
Subuertynge hym in the red sea, and hys armie also.
Because hys mercie is endlesse, he led through desert lande
His owne people, and slewe greate kynges, that dyd hys flocke wythstande.
Because his goodnes hath none ende, he slewe kynges moste myghtie:
Sichon hym selfe that was the kynge, of Thamorrites Citie.
Because hys mercie is endlesse, he slewe Og Basans kynge:
And gaue theyr lande & heritage, from them and theyr of sprynge.
Because hys goodnes hath none ende he gaue Ogges lande I saye:
Unto hys seruaunt Israell, foreuer and for aye.
Because hys mercie is endlesse, he had vs remembred:
At such tyme as we were but vyle, and were sore oppressed.
Because hys goodnes hath none ende, he hath set vs all cleare:
From them that were oure enimies, as well far of as nere.


Because hys mercie is endelesse, he doeth all beastes feede:
And geueth to eche lyueynge thynge, suche fode as it doeth nede.
Confesse, confesse, I saye vnto the God celestiall
Whose bountifull goodnes shall laste and be sempiternall.