CXLIX.
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Singes newe sange to lauerd þat isse;
In kirkes ofe haleghs louinge hisse.
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Faine mote Irael in him þat ite made,
And doghtres ofe Syon in þair kinge glade.
3
Heryhe þai in crouth his name ai,
In timpan and sautre to him singe þai.
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For welequeme es lauerd in folke hisse,
And he vphoue softe in hele to blisse.
5
Glade sal haleghs in blisse alle,
And in þair cleues faine þai salle.
6
Gladschipes ofe gode in throte ofe þa,
Gripinges ofe swerde in þair hende als-swa:
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In birthes wrekes for to do,
Snibbinges in ma folke þar-to;
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To binde þair kinges in fotefestenes,
And þair worthi in iren festeles;
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Dome writen in þam þat do þai—
Blisse þis es to alle his haleghs ai.