Psalme. 123.
Vnto
thee lift I vp mine eyes: O thou that dwellest in the heau'ns,
Behold, euen as y
e eyes of seruantes,
look vnto the hand of their masters, and
as y
e eyes of a maiden,
vnto y
e hand of her mistres: euen so our eyes wait vpon y
e Lord our God,
vntill he
haue mercy vpon vs. Haue mercy vpon vs, O Lord, for we are vtterly despised. Our soule is filled, with y
e scornful reproof of y
e welthy:
and with y
e despitefulnes of y
e proud. Glory
be to y
e father, & to the sonne, and to the holy
Ghost. As it was in y
e beginning, as it is now, & euer shal be, world w
tout
end. Sobeit.
