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Laudate dominum.
Psalme. cxlvii.
N.
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The Prophet prayseth the bountye, wisdom, power, iustice, & prouidence of God vpō all his creatures. But specially vpō his church whiche he gathereth together after theyr dispersion. Declaring hys word and iudgmēts so vnto them as he hath don to no other people.
Praise
ye the Lord, for it is good
vnto our God to synge,
For it is pleasante and to prayse,
it is a comely thyng,
the Lord his owne Ierusalem,
he buildeth vp alone,
and the disperst of Israell,
doth gather into one.
vnto our God to synge,
For it is pleasante and to prayse,
it is a comely thyng,
the Lord his owne Ierusalem,
he buildeth vp alone,
and the disperst of Israell,
doth gather into one.
He heales the broken in their hart,
theyr sore vp doth he bynde:
He countes the number of the starres,
and names them in theyr kynde.
Great is our Lord great is his power,
his wisdome infinite:
The Lord releues the meke, & throwes
to ground the wicked wight.
theyr sore vp doth he bynde:
He countes the number of the starres,
and names them in theyr kynde.
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his wisdome infinite:
The Lord releues the meke, & throwes
to ground the wicked wight.
Sing vnto God the Lord with prayse,
vnto the Lord reioyse:
And to our God vpon the harp,
aduaunce your singing voyce.
He couers heauen with cloudes, and for
the earth prepareth rayne:
And on the mountaines he doth make,
the grasse to grow agayne.
vnto the Lord reioyse:
And to our God vpon the harp,
aduaunce your singing voyce.
He couers heauen with cloudes, and for
the earth prepareth rayne:
And on the mountaines he doth make,
the grasse to grow agayne.
He geues to beastes their fode, and to,
yong rauens when they crye:
His pleasure not in strength of horse,
nor in mans legges doth lye,
But all in those that feare the Lorde,
the Lord hath his delight:
And suche as doo attend vpon,
his mercies shining light.
yong rauens when they crye:
His pleasure not in strength of horse,
nor in mans legges doth lye,
But all in those that feare the Lorde,
the Lord hath his delight:
And suche as doo attend vpon,
his mercies shining light.
O prayse thy Lorde Ierusalem,
thy God O Syon prayse,
For he the barres hath forged strong,
where with thy gate he stayes.
Thy children he hath blest in thee,
and in thy borders he:
Doth settle peace, and with the floure,
of wheat he filleth thee.
thy God O Syon prayse,
For he the barres hath forged strong,
where with thy gate he stayes.
Thy children he hath blest in thee,
and in thy borders he:
Doth settle peace, and with the floure,
of wheat he filleth thee.
And his commaundement vpon,
the earth he sendeth out:
And eke his word with spedy course,
doth swiftly runne about.
He geueth snow like woll, hore frost,
like ashes doth he spreade,
Like morsells castes his ise, therof,
the colde whoe can abide?
the earth he sendeth out:
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doth swiftly runne about.
He geueth snow like woll, hore frost,
like ashes doth he spreade,
Like morsells castes his ise, therof,
the colde whoe can abide?
He sendeth fourth his mightye worde,
and melteth them agayne.
His winde he makes to blow, and then,
the waters flow amayne,
The doctrine of his holy worde.
to Iacob doth he shewe.
His statutes and his iudgements he,
geues Israell to knowe.
and melteth them agayne.
His winde he makes to blow, and then,
the waters flow amayne,
The doctrine of his holy worde.
to Iacob doth he shewe.
His statutes and his iudgements he,
geues Israell to knowe.
With euery nation hath he not,
so dealt, nor they haue knowne
His secrete iudgementes, ye therfore,
prayse ye the Lord alone.
so dealt, nor they haue knowne
His secrete iudgementes, ye therfore,
prayse ye the Lord alone.
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